In Manhattan, I learned a public kindness
was a triumph
over the push of money, the constrictions
of fear. If it occurred it came
from some deep
primal memory, almost entirely lost—
Here, let me help you, then you me,
otherwise we’ll die.
Which is why I love the weather
in Minnesota, every winter kindness
to obvious self-interest,
thus so many kindnesses
when you need them;
praise blizzards, praise the cold.
What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness-
Its early on a Sunday morning in Eastern Nebraska. The temperature is below zero and bone-chilling. The moon, still glowing, casts a pale and cold shadow upon the newly fallen snow. The last light of distant stars sparkle brilliantly, dancing as the world is still, and glistening.
I bring my cold hands to heart – centre, my palms pressing actively together to bring warmth and presence, the tips of my numb thumbs pressing into my layered sternum. On a deep inhale, I raise my arms in a gentle sweeping motion, turning my palms outward toward the sparkling sky … Balancing myself before starting off on an aimless ride to nowhere in particular.
Cycling (any outdoor activity) during the long Winter months is purely about finding balance, flow and our true selves. Cycling early on a cold winter morning, encourages me to look mindfully into the furtive places of my mind, from which I can view information from my past, this cold moment – slowly and gracefully.
Be well this weekend and please take care!
I am the wisest man alive, for I know one thing, and that is that I know nothing-
Because each one of us reading on this chilly Monday morning are rational, intelligent people (and maybe myself). We believe that if we know the reasons for the “things“, in our daily life … This understanding of events will set us free. Imagine knowing what other people are thinking standing in line for a latte or how they are feeling, or why they act differently than we do?
Real life however? Does not work like this …
Knowing why other people “do” what they do, won’t make us feel any better this morning, and it certainly won’t make us any warmer on the inside – in our hearts. It seems as though our journey in today’s world, constantly seeking answers … “Let me look the answer up on my phone“, begins and ends with: “Yeah … But“.
Why don’t our thoughts and feelings fall into place when “life” so graciously presents us with a rational answer?
Over the first part of the year, I am going to steer this CultFit vessel off course just a touch. I want to explore finding the “eureka” moment(s) in our lives, and how we react when the right answer arrives at our pretty little toes … Now, the real work begins.
Be well this morning and please take care!
Love is the absence of judgment-
Do you Need to do __________ or do you Love to do __________?
To be fully free is to live in blissful happiness, daily. Full freedom creates the space for every happy experience to creep in. The punishment (<— Key Word) that we can subject ourselves to, is the withholding of our unconditional love.
Unconditional love never withdraws itself, this is what loving fully means. One does not have to practice what one is … Just be yourself. Love learns over time to let go. Have you ever thought about how much energy and effort it takes to hold a grudge, to be angry at a friend or loved one?
What we call Need is often confused with Love. Need holds on, Need has a firm grasp on so many of us. There is a rather clever way to tell the difference between Need and Love: Love let’s go, Love sets your mind free and places your heart at ease. Need on the other hand, never let’s go.
Let go of your expectations, for today, let go of the requirements, the so-called “rules” and regulations that you would otherwise impose on yourself and others …
A Walk in fresh snow, listen to your breathing, the sound of surrendering snow under foot. Watch your breath as you walk long … Walking Meditation, Bliss.
Remember: Choices are not restrictions. Nurture, Love or Punishment?!? Bundle up and be well.
If you are patient in a moment of anger, you will escape a hundred days of sorrow-
The last time we tried this little segment we like to call “Sucking the joy out of what you love“. The cyclist of CultFit took to their pitchforks and spades to start an agrarian revolt against us. We were brow beaten to a bloody pulp, by cyclist. We learned a few things that day: Cyclist certainly are a peculiar bunch and are easily stirred up into a frenzy. Skiers on the other hand …
Rest Day … A few minutes waxing the old ski’s, adjusting the bindings and waiting for some snow to fall.
What’s worse: Getting hit by a car? Falling off a ski lift? Or sharing an intimate moment whilst skiing into a tree, at full speed? We have stories about all of these and more, what about you? Rest up today and ENJOY!!!