Farewell Party
Thanks for the going away party my friends!
Thanks to my cousin Danny and the Catch-22 Lounge for hosting the party.
www.catch22lounge.com
Thanks for the going away party my friends!
Thanks to my cousin Danny and the Catch-22 Lounge for hosting the party.
www.catch22lounge.com
It was an experience of challenges.
The evening of the first night following an orientation I took a vow of noble silence, that is, no speaking, no eye contact and no gestures. The next morning I woke to the reverberation of a gong at 4 am. The first morning we took a vow to follow the five basic precepts: not killing, not stealing, not making sexual misconduct, not telling lies, and abstaining from intoxicants.
Imagine spending 10 days:
...not talking at all...
...living with roommates with which you were not allowed to speak, make gestures or eye contact...
...sitting on a cushion with your legs crossed for 10+ hours a day...
...eating strictly vegetarian only twice a day...
...without a cell phone, Internet connection or TV...
None of the challenges when taken individually are that difficult but when taken as a whole it presents quite a challenge to the body and the mind. All in all, I would say it was an amazing experience.
10 Words to describe the 10 days:
Torture. Bliss. Daydreaming. Sore back. Eating slowly. Sitting. Respiration. Attention.
MAY ALL BEINGS BE HAPPY.
Leaving for a 10-day meditation retreat this afternoon.
Vipassana meditation.
Why?
I want to improve my ability to concentrate on a single thing.
I want to understand the life the novice monks of Laos lived everyday.
I want to experience first hand the methods of improving ones awareness.
Here's the website for the Vipassana course that I took:
www.rockies.us.dhamma.org
Eleven years since Dad died. I can't believe it's been so long. I'm surprisingly peaceful today. Don't misunderstand, I miss him terribly. But there is a difference between fighting the reality of the world and accepting the reality of the world. I've made a lot of progress.
I moved a pillow down to the floor so I could practice sitting Indian-style while writing email and a funny thing happened...
My right eye lined up perfectly with the peephole in the door and the sun. I was blinded with blue light. It felt like I was getting zapped with brilliant laser. If I moved my head slightly to left or right I could see brilliant reds and purples. It felt like looking into a rainbow end-wise.
I felt an immediate need to write my sister and tell her about it but wasn't sure what to write when... She called on the phone.
It was one of those strange moments when everything felt related: anniversary of Dad's death, brilliant light in a beautiful, strange way, and my sister's voice just at the moment I wanted to talk with her.
My cousin Danny got married to his girlfriend Laiken at the First Baptist Church in Golden. It was strange to be back in the old stomping grounds of my college years.
And weddings are funny things anyways. I'm situated in a room full of people and I don't recognize many of them. I'm not sure if I should Is that my second cousin, what's their name? The guilt at not recognizing your own family...
After seeing weddings from some Asian cultures, I try and see the festival through a foreigner's eyes. What would a Laos person think about all of this?
I get seated with the rest of the rowdy family members - in the corner. It was good to Corky and Carol and plan family camping trips for this summer. To see Betty, Susie, Norm and Brittany. How is it that I don't have a picture of her yellow pumps?!? Good to see Danette, Larry and Scooter. Ed and Karen and Joleen were all preoccupied with wedding stuff.
Somehow I don't have a single decent picture of Danny & Laiken. I'll post one when they send one to me.
Talked Yoxa and Brad into coming over to Sandie and Geir's place to celebrate Friday the 13th. I felt like I owed Y&B a dinner after they have taken such good care of me on so many occasions. I felt like S&G owed me a tofu burrito dinner since I've been craving one since I got back in the states and have yet to have them. Why not combine paying off your debts while someone else is cooking? Sounds brilliant to me.
Tasty tofu burritos followed by Mexican amaretto tequila and speed scrabble. Sounds like a wicked combination... Fortunately Brad feigned a cat allergy before I completely dominated in downing tequila and putting down scrabble pieces.
Good times everyone! We'll do it again.
From my sis:
We made our first assignment to photograph an object that represents you. I shot a Bonsai tree and a paper airplane. Figured you would appreciate the thoughts behind them both. Bonsai is trying to be sculpted and molded into something strong and beautiful. The paper airplane is flying into the wind, but still holding it's own. Fragile, it can either glide or crash.
Waking up at 4:30 after drinking beer and whiskey around the campfire was easier than I was expecting. Actually, I was already awake (from the singing wood nymphs, but thats another story) when Chessie blasted me with her headlamp, "Morning Sunshine".
Mt Yale was a 30 min drive away and it was a good thing to let my stomach have a little time to digest the breakfast burrito. I didn't know it yet, but I was going to need it. The trail is absolutely beautiful. It's all uphill but it weaves around in the pine forest following a stream up. There are the most bizarre holes drilled in the rocks in the trail, I have no idea why someone went to so much trouble to put them there. There were so many flowers along the trail! Oi. The camera was getting its macro workout this morning. The ridge at treeline is the most beautiful spot I have ever been on a 14er. Weathered dead trees just below the ridge. Grass and flowers everywhere. And the view of nearby peaks. Oi.
But that's were things started to get ugly. My stomach was not happy about last nights whiskey and I was starting to get that altitude fuzziness in my head. The switchbacks to the summit were brutal with loose rock and my poor form was really starting to show. I wanted to power up the hill but it wasn't going to happen today. If I'd gone any faster than crawling my power up would have been a power purge. Oi. The summit was a brief flurry of photos before we started back down. This seemed like heaven to me, my stomach issues went away, my headache went away. But Chessie and Sandie didn't fare so well, blister breaks were happening more and more often. The discovery of the day was back at the trailhead 12 hours later. We had hike 11.5 miles round trip instead of the 8 miles we were predicting... No wonder we were pooped.
The first time hiking at Wild Basin with Sandie was a mosquito infested nightmare for me. She seemed pleased that I was along to keep the mosquitoes at bay however. We agreed to come back and hike up to Ouzel Falls sometime. I hope she's not mad, but I decided to hike up here on my own since my time in Colorado is growing short.
The wild flowers were amazing! The trail was bordered with flowers of every shade and size. And where there are flowers there are butterflies. I must have been out at the right time on the right day because there were butterflies everywhere. So naturally I went tromping about after them trying to get some photos.
So we'll get up there next time Sandie.
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Finally, the hot air balloon ride! After a year and a half of rescheduling due to weather we got on it and rode! You missed out Doy... Our pilot was a crazy Swede, who thought skimming the houses over the golf course would be heaps of entertainment. I've never seen so many folks scampering about in their bathrobes to take a photo. But then, how many times have I hovered 10 feet above their house... Every time that crazy Swede fired the burners I thought the top of my head was going to melt. The landing was interesting, we put down in a marsh between some power lines... I told you he was crazy. Apparently we were running low on fuel and he wasn't confident that we had enough to clear the lines.
And then mixed berry crepes at the Huckleberry, does a morning get any better?
These are some photos I took at the Denver Botanic Gardens; I was experimenting with the 105mm f/2.8G ED-IF AF-S VR Micro-Nikkor lens that I had bought for my D70. I was pleased with the results but the lesson I learned for next time is to use a tripod. Even with the vibration reduction feature it is difficult to keep things in focus but more importantly it's nearly impossible to keep the image framed and selectively focused with high magnification. A tripod solves all these problems and if the image is worth taking it is worth taking your time to do it properly. The tripod forces you to go a little bit slower.