skiing

hide and seek with my dog and the moon

December 19, 2016
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There is a ritual to buckling on skis. If you don’t fully open the binding, there is no amount of forcing that will allow your foot to catch and hold. Good life lesson: open first. It’s what marriage and my dog both have taught me to do. I buckled on my skis, and took a […]

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laughing into learning

March 11, 2011
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I’m in love with this photo; a star of skis. This is the shape I made falling down the mountain after 17 inches of new powder fell and so did I. I was a snowball star made of skis and arms and legs. Today this lovely shape is my altared space because falling with teammates […]

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flying into fear

March 1, 2010
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       Courage is not backing away.  Courage doesn’t have to be slaying the dragon or climbing Mt. Everest or even skiing in the bumps super fast.        I don’t welcome scary situations and I’m not naturally an adventurous person. That is why I back away from the hill when I ski the bumps. But if […]

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imagine a place you belong

February 11, 2010
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       The first time I met Kate Belknap she asked me to close my eyes and imagine skiing in puffy white snow, powder knee-deep, soft and silent. There were forty of us at least, in a classroom, with our eyes closed. It was late October and we were dreaming about skiing before even a snowflake […]

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what is in your mental closet that can be thrown out, made smaller or mitigated with a cup of tea?

January 25, 2010
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I’m never going to learn to telemark ski.        Just saying this out loud is a huge relief. It’s certainly possible I will change my mind but right now I’ve got to sort out the OVERWHELM that is in my brain.        I love to ski, but I’m not very good. I hang out with […]

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