Sunday, September 18, 2011


enchant-thru, originally uploaded by lmpicard.

this picture basically sums up my adventure through the enchantments; the eye dropping beauty, the relax and ease of a fly fisherman, and the edges of physical limits.

what was so needed this weekend was an escape from mind, from thought, from everyplace the mind seeks to go except the places it cannot; the present moment.

the wonderfulness of being enchanted, is you can't be in your head. you must be in the space of feeling all the absolute beauty around you.

we all must get enchanted, even if its only for a day.

Friday, September 02, 2011


calif2011-57.jpg, originally uploaded by lmpicard.

I walked out of a meditation retreat today. I was looking forward to it, but maybe looking forward to being in No Cal. When I arrived in the parking lot this AM, the energy felt off. My mind kept responding to what my skin was feeling...

the venue was draining my energy.

i walked in. no place to put my mat.
the yoga was made up, synthetic and unauthentic - nothing specific, but my skin felt it.

The vibration of the people seemed vapid, searching, sucking.

I had an encounter with a gent that was apparently a teacher with the organization and he insisted on the following:

"we all must see that we are responsible for everything. that everything we do we are responsible for in this existence."

I responded by saying...
If you speak of absolute truth in that we are responsible for everything and nothing, I understand. This existence just IS. If you are saying that we are responsible for our past or future, I disagree.

he began to speak of karma. I said, I don' understand your dictionary. You are using terms I'm not familiar with in my vocabulary.

he got flustered. I also took issue with the group's focus on accepting those people around you that it was most important to just accept, accept. I said you must first accept yourself before any of that is possible given we often react to people based on things we don't like to see in ourselves.

on that comment, deer was looking at me in the headlamps. tumble weeds passed between us and I think I heard crickets chirping in the distance.

in this moment, i packed up my yoga mat, got in my car and engaged in the theology of hard breath work of the pedal stroke... Bikology.