winter ...

so far.
so good.

Mike graciously set me up with a snow pony.
Her name is Ninja Pony. Welcome to the stable, Ninja Pony. We're going to riot.

I'm learning to ride the Ninja Pony in all sorts of places and conditions. Soft snow. Hard packed snow. Sugar snow. New snow. Old snow. Night snow. Day snow. -15 degrees snow. +40 degrees snow.

Disco snow. Trail snow. Snowmobile snow. Road snow.

Fast snow. Slow snow. Bouncy snow. Smoove snow.

All of the snow has been white. ;)

And all of the Snow explorations have been with an open heart, an open mind, and an open spirit.

It's been lovely to experience snow again, not from a full day of heavy-hitting tele turns, but from long and short days -- both near and far -- with the Snow Pony and my beautiful guide.

It feels like winter is new again. New again in a way that has me revisiting the things I find familiar -- and as if they've been 'long-lost' -- with a refreshing new fire. A fire that does not melt snow -- but celebrates it.

Thank you ... for the fire, the pony, the openness, the patience, the motivation, for the chance to see the infinite diamond sparkles in snow as well as the sky and stars, for the reintroduction to a world I've been missing without even knowing it.

More winter to come -- when I get back from another Snow Pony adventure!




getting out and Being where it counts.

honoring the heart.

respecting the spirit.

attending to the details of breath and heart beat.

flowing with the life pulse ...

and letting the energy flow ...



The Soul Of A Place

it's important to me
to resonate

with the soul of a place.
a space. a time. a tone.

to get to the soul of a place,
you first have to be in it.


to Be close with it
you have to breathe it.

touch it.
explore it.

learn it.
know it.

become it. graceful. kind.

the earth of it.
the rocks of it.

the grain of it.

the blue of it
the sage

the gold

the rust

and amber of it.

listen to it speak. and hear what it has to say to you.

do your best to reflect the light of it,

inside and out

and then you can soar within the soul of a place.

(all lacemine29 pictures - and all pictures of me - are courtesy of Mike ... thank you, Mike.)



My Bike.

In the woods.





I will admit to an extended blogger absence.

But that doesn't mean I haven't been paying attention, playing hard, *living life* ... life re-defined.

More to come, in time...
... as time unfolds and space re-centers.