Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Daddy Dharma; First Year Teachings From A Mountain Yogi



this morning in the paper i read the obituary of a local 3 month-old, a beautiful little girl, who died in her sleep on September 11, the same day Dewachen was born one year ago. as a yogi trained in Death and Dying Meditations, those black-and-white words and image still made my heartspace shudder. seemed like only yesterday when Ananda and i would sleep right next to our own baby girl of 3 months; alert to any quiver in her sounds of sleep. what is a yogi to do with such potent Teachings from the Bardo which is all-Ways one undone breath away? well, first and foremost is compassion for all Beings and secondly; gratefulness for our own Blessings.



raising, consciously, a child is truly for the birds.
specifically, Penguins.
the wise yogi parent would do well to use their Meditation sessions to reMember (with) their Penguin incarnation,
which was one of our final evolutionary tests for unconditional child caring between both parents.
if, for some reason a new parent cannot seem to create the time for Meditation (which is why it is so vital to begin
a granite-sound Meditation Practice looooong before having a child), then...



DO NOT MISS THE ENTIRE TEACHING ON TODAY'S DIRECT LINES!




***

photos;
#1 - the 'Can Do Clan' a few days after moving into our new h(om)e beneath the Sacred Peak; "Three Chi Manor." The placement of the Dharma Banners was my second priority in moving. the first one being, of course, the establishment of the Zendo. a WF h(om)e prioritizes spiritual feng-shui first and foremost. all the other 'stuff' of moving can then be performed with the Mantra amplified via spiritual foundation. photo by Jerry Kilpatrick.

#2 - "Sit, and slide...sit, and slide..." New Daddy Warrior Ilg during one of a seemingly endless number of trips that Dewa loves to make up and down our new staircase at Three Chi Manor. notice that for biomechanical integrity of my child's shoulder joint, i only occasionally lift Her upper arms past horizontal. Photo by Connie Ilg.