Poem sent from Ski to Live guest, Jeff Fink

This is a beautiful poem, isn't it? We all listen to "they", don't we, even those of us who think we don't. We're such social creatures, we like to be liked, we like to be good, but thank god, more than anything we like to be freeeeeee.

Maybe that freedom is why we like skiing and snowboarding so much? Aside from making sure no one saw your big stupid floundering crash (brush all snow off before reaching the chair lift now...or else someone will notice), and carrying your skis tips-first so the locals don't snigger, the rest is all freedom, isn't it? And we're proud when they whisper about our craziness...


"They'll" by Cheryl Denise, from I Saw God Dancing. © Dream Seeker Books, 2005. Reprinted with permission.

They'll

take your soul
and put it in a suit,
fit you in boxes
under labels,
make you look like the Joneses.

They'll tell you go a little blonder,
suggest sky-blue
tinted contact lenses,
conceal that birthmark
under your chin.

They'll urge you to have babies
get fulfilled.
They'll say marriage is easy,
flowers from Thornhills
are all you need
to keep it together.

They'll push you to go ahead,
borrow a few more grand,
build a dream house.
Your boys need Nikes,
your girls cheerleading,
and all you need is your job
9 to 5 in the same place.

They'll order you never to cry
in Southern States,
and never, ever dance
in the rain.

They'll repeat all the things
your preschool teacher said
in that squeaky too tight voice.

And when you slowly
let them go,
crack your suit,
ooze your soul
in the sun,
when you run through
the woods with your dog,
read poems to swaying cornfields,
pray in tall red oaks,
they'll whisper
and pretend you're crazy.

Blog for Ski to Live and more

Behold a blog about my life and the work I'm doing with regard to Ski to Live and wisdom sports facilitation! WHEW* I've been resisting the creation of this blog for awhile now- years. But it's time...

I'm a unique kind of sports educator. For starters, my background: I come from the world of 'extreme' athletics and spent much of my adult life risking my own death for glory and excitement. I don't make any apologies for this wild side or background, it was a hell of a ride, but I'm also so, so glad it's over. Currently I love the Burning Man ethos and swear and dress according to whatever moves me and openly admit to my idiotic embarrassments (massive ego?). I also use sports to facilitate Zen Wisdom full time for a living, what a trip! I'm not religious in any way, although many of my clients are, and I can help them on their chosen path alongside their sports practice.

So- the goal of this blog is to put ideas out there for you to mull over about what sports may have taught you. Basically, I'm making spiritual practice funny and cool and sexy and progressive as hell and shockingly real and even...get this...applicable to real life.

My own life and struggles will slip in here naturally, and maybe you'll find that appealing as well.

Anyway, more to come. Am hoping people will respond to my spew, get pissed off, challenge me, and I promise to challenge you too. If it ain't controversial it ain't worth reading...let's see what kind of irreverence we can muster up in our need to be reverent...