In 1971 the Supreme Court came up with the Lemon test after the Lemon vs. Kurtzman case. It laid the following as criterion for prayer in schools:

1.Must have a secular purpose;

2. Must neither advance nor inhibit religion; and
3. Must not result in an excessive entanglement between government and religion.

I maintain that whoever can crack this nut will win the next presidential election and I have a way to do this. Our democracy and capitalistic economy crumble when we inhibit the spiritual element of our life journey. The secular purpose for respecting and honoring that which is bigger than our own selfish interests is peace. When we practice the Golden Rule we’re motivated to care for one another, to offer a deeper stewardship to the gift of just being, and to recognize the interdependence of all things and beings. When we limit ourselves to rigid thinking, attacking diversity, accentuating fear and greed through violent rhetoric and persuasion technique, we freeze our growth. Our current government system is frozen and I suggest it can be thawed through the re-introduction of prayer. This is not a prayer specific to a religion. It’s not a linguistic petitionary prayer to a personal god. And rather than entangling government and religion, it will offer the deepest respect to the need for shared common sense as we face a rapidly changing world.

Here are a few quotes from our founding fathers and a couple contemporaries about the necessity of bowing to that which is bigger than us:

I have lived, Sir, a long time, and the longer I live, the more convincing proofs I see of this truth, that God governs in the affairs of men. And if a sparrow cannot fall to the ground without His notice, is it probable that an empire can rise without his aid? We have been assured, Sir, in the Sacred Writings, that “except the Lord build the House, they labor in vain that build it.” I firmly believe this; and I also believe that without His concurring aid we shall succeed in this political building no better, than the Builders of Babel: We shall be divided by our partial local interests; our projects will be confounded, and we ourselves shall become a reproach and bye word down to future ages. And what is worse, mankind may hereafter from this unfortunate instance, despair of establishing governments by human wisdom and leave it to chance, war and conquest.

I therefore beg leave to move that henceforth prayers imploring the assistance of Heaven, and its blessings on our deliberations be held in this Assembly every morning before we proceed to business, and that one or more of the clergy of this city be requested to officiate in that service.

Ben Franklin

Give up money, give up fame, give up science, give the earth itself and all it contains rather than do an immoral act. And never suppose that in any possible situation, or under any circumstances, it is best for you to do a dishonorable thing, however slightly so it may appear to you. Whenever you are to do a thing, though it can never be known but to yourself, ask yourself how you would act were all the world looking at you, and act accordingly. Encourage all your virtuous dispositions, and exercise them whenever an opportunity arises, being assured that they will gain strength by exercise, as a limb of the body does, and that exercise will make them habitual. From the practice of the purest virtue, you may be assured you will derive the most sublime comforts in every moment of life, and in the moment of death.

Thomas Jefferson

I think human history, for the most part, has been a cycle of hatred and revenge and indifference and callousness to the weak and vulnerable. But we’re experiencing an awakening. That’s what happens in America. Right when America is about to go under we get a spiritual and moral awakening.

Cornell West, 60 Minutes interview March, 2016

I believe that in the twenty first century we have to be open and must not put anymore ideological differences in front of the best solutions.

Mauricio Macri, President of Argentina, 60 Minutes interview March 2016

[I]f we and our posterity reject religious instruction and authority, violate the rules of eternal justice, trifle with the injunctions of morality, and recklessly destroy the political constitution which holds us together, no man can tell how sudden a catastrophe may overwhelm us that shall bury all our glory in profound obscurity.

Daniel Webster

So when the constitution was written almost all of the founders had a Christian tradition. As the world has grown smaller through migration, global trade and education, we’ve come to see better how we language the Divine. No doubt, there are those who believe it’s their religious duty to convince others to believe what they believe. Any attempts to persuade another to a religious belief would fail the Lemon test. Yet, can’t we argue that any attempts to deny a time of spiritual communication inhibits religion? So how can we solve this problem?

Just as ‘how’ we language our various religions has resulted in most of our conflicts and threatens our world today, moving to prayer without language can be our best chance for healing and touching peace. Indigenous cultures recognized this power for centuries. Silent, collective breathing creates that unified space for the Divine to bubble up. It lines up to a place that’s bigger than our hopes and fears. We can touch a real faith to that which is supporting us in ways beyond the thinking of our small minds. It’s a space that readies us to communicate with one another for a stewarded ‘joining’ rather than attacking one another in survivalist ‘separating’. The ancient Hawaiians referred to the Christian mission workers as ‘haole’, translated as breathless. They referred to them as ‘those who prayed without breathing first’. Traditionally, they recognized the aligning, humbling power of collective, silent breathing before uttering words.

Today our government has been captured by big money and special interests that fail to carefully examine harm caused from their positions of belief. We’re facing a time where the power of listening and silencing the mind have appeared to have lost favor. I tend to agree with Cornell West that America is on the verge of a spiritual and moral awakening. The politics of attack, hatred and greed have been accentuated through the rhetoric of our current political campaigns. As a populace, we’re following the lead of our elected officials, refusing to deeply listen to one another for common sense, in faith that Divine Providence will produce a bigger, better solution. We have to be open to the limitations of language and the need to move beyond our ideologies, high ideals and noble thoughts. Our spiritual work is to offer “caring and kind attention to our breath, our children, to the trees around us, and to the earth with which we are so interconnected.” (Jack Kornfield). In his book A Path with Heart, Kornfield writes:

When we listen as if we were in a temple and give attention to one another as if each person were our teacher, honoring his or her words as valuable and sacred, all kinds of great possibilities awaken. Even miracles happen. To act in the world most effectively, our actions cannot come from our small sense of self, our limited identity, our hopes, and our fears. Rather, we must listen to a greater possibility and cultivate actions connected with our highest intentions from the patient and compassionate (Divine) within us. We must learn to be in touch with something greater than ourselves, whether we call it the Tao, God, the dharma, or law of nature. There is a deep current of truth, no matter what happens, our actions will be right. p. 300

Our founding fathers inserted this in the end of The Declaration of Independence and referred to it as a reliance upon Divine Providence.

So I challenge us to find our grounding once again through shared, silent, collective breathing and close with a poem written by a child immediately after 9/11:

For Our World

We need to stop.
Just stop.
Stop for a moment
Before anybody says or does anything
That may hurt anyone else
We need to be silent
Just silent.
Silent for a moment
Before we forever lose
The blessings of songs
That grow in our hearts
We need to notice
Just notice.
Notice for a moment
Before the future slips away
Into ashes and dust of humility.
Stop, be silent, and notice
In so many ways, we are the same.
Our differences are unique treasures.
We have, we are, a mosaic of gifts
To nurture, to offer, to accept.
We need to be.
Just be.
Be for a moment
Kind and gentle, innocent and trusting,
Like children and lambs,
Never judging or vengeful
Like the judging and vengeful.
And now, let us pray,
Differently, yet together,
Before there is no earth, no life
No chance for peace.

Mattie Stepanek, 9/12/2001

So much of life is about balance. The weather tries to balance as pressure systems move in and out. We can feel the restlessness of the human spirit, the turbulence that comes into the body from a restless mind. And our spiritual teachers provide us with wisdom on how to come to balance. In Hawaii they called it “ho ohponopono”. It translates into “bringing things back to balance“. I reflect upon those relationships that were more wounding than others. Those wounds fester with infection when we hold onto our stories and refuse to get bigger than what we think the problem is. Spiritual wisdom says “the problem is never what we think it is“. Our only task is to break through the illusion of separateness. When we can see that we are each other we humble ourselves to the only appropriate response, that of curiosity, love and an honest desire to understand. 

Personally, I had a great teacher who helped me navigate through some of my more challenging relationships. I see a lot of this going on today as we appear to polarize, separating ourselves from others, carried away with fear and greed. The Buddha has said this is the natural human condition. This restless mind that forever can be captured by conflict and turmoil is challenged to find balance, stability and uprightness in the face of attack, in the face of entropy and general “dis-ease”. 

Dick Donohoo may be one of the greatest lawyers I’ve ever met. He recently shed his body and his brother presided as priest over his funeral. During his eulogy he asked us to think of different people with those virtues or traits that defined them. The priest said his brother’s dominant traits were “justice“ and “joy”. While we had different views of the world, Dick and I shared a curiosity to go deeper. We respected the differences we had and recognized we were part of a team graced to each other. If it weren’t for Dick, his brilliant mind and creative genius, our company, The House, would not exist. He not only crafted a brilliant plan that allowed us to move forward, but for five years he stewarded me through multiple court hearings and challenges. 

He then guided me through an extremely difficult partnership challenge within the company and later through another property partnership challenge. Both of these challenges came from dear friends and further challenged the spiritual mandate to break through the illusion of separateness. Our best friends are the most skilled at pushing us off balance, pressing the buttons to take us out of alignment into a desire to fight.

 As in any conflict, each perceived side creates its own story and builds upon it. As we build our stories, holding our static thoughts on what is “right“, we lose our flexibility. Our rigidity then makes us more vulnerable to fall… to break. We tend to become more reactive rather than ‘practicing the pause’. Through all of my legal challenges, Dick mentored me on holding balance and joy, always looking for the gift in the given. For every 30 emails I wrote he probably only let me send one. It became extremely clear that the more we refined the question, the less we defended our position, and the more we queried into a deeper understanding of the other side, the faster we progressed.

Every year for more than a decade I invited Dick to celebrate the conclusion of one of our conflicts on September 9 at The Dock Café in Stillwater. A little over a year ago he was diagnosed with leukemia. This happened at the same time the coronavirus was spreading around the planet. The restaurant had to close. Dick passed a couple weeks ago and the restaurant is still closed. When I met with him last spring after his diagnosis I had expressed my deep desire to have one more meal with him at this restaurant. On the day of his funeral I was drawn, compelled, to go to that table where we sat last and play “Danny Boy“ on the trumpet. We’re always trying to come to balance. We’re always challenged to break free from the illusion of our separateness. We’re always challenged to carry deep hope, a bigger hope, in the face of violence, greed, fear and general restlessness which is just part of the human condition. As I review the tremendous gift this man gave me I’m fed to break through the chains that come from my ego’s restlessness and anger. The only genuine response that feeds Big Hope is love, forgiveness, gratitude, and reflection upon the lessons learned from the most difficult rivers of life we’ve traveled.

I recall one spiritual teacher saying, “Our life’s work is to find and deepen our posture”.  In yoga, “asana” means “balanced posture”.  The gravity of a lifetime of wounding experiences makes this difficult without a dedicated spiritual practice.  We can build spiritual security as investment for holding posture and balance in the face of challenge and uncertainty.  Like the reeds that bend in the wind and wave, we hold a deeper grounding from the roots below.  Big Hope is never losing the felt truth that we belong, are never alone, connected, and always supported.  As the lyric of Danny Boy attests, we are loved, have always been loved and always will be loved.  Only love is real and that’s the truth we struggle to remember as we repeatedly succumb to the suffering that comes from conflict, fear and greed.

Lyrics to “Danny Boy”

Oh, Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountainside,
The summer’s gone, and all the roses falling,
It’s you, it’s you must go, and I must bide.
But come ye back when summer’s in the meadow,
Or when the valley’s hushed and white with snow,
Tis I’ll be here in sunshine or in shadow,
Oh, Danny Boy, oh Danny Boy, I love you so!

But when ye come, and all the flowers are dying,
If I am dead, as dead I well may be,
Ye’ll come and find the place where I am lying,
And kneel and say an Ave there for me;
And I shall hear, though soft you tread above me,
And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be,
For you will bend and tell me that you love me,
And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me!
And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me!
Come to me!

There’s tremendous joy and peace that comes from “not thinking“. We’re born into this world before thought. The craving mind has not developed, the mind that leads to so much suffering. As we grow, we receive reinforcement and hopefully the good approval from others as we begin our journey from nobody to somebody. We find praise or complaint for what we accumulate and for what we do. We become attached to identities that lead us along this journey. So we go from “being“ to reinforcement and praise for “having” and “doing“ and if all goes well, we come to that place again of “just being“. There’s no longer the craving to have. No longer the craving “to do” motivated by our need for the good approval of others. Within this “being“ state we practice awareness and wake up to the interdependence of all. There’s no need to fix, no need to change another, no need to “be right“, no need to win at another’s expense, etc.  There’s just a commitment to engage the moment in complete awareness. This is the state of love. This is bliss. This is harmony, alignment, peace and joy. It’s not a static state. The next craving or the next fear is just around the corner. Yet, this is where our real spiritual security lives. It’s a state of “no complaint, no complaint”. Free from anger and greed, it’s a place of light, positive energy, gratitude, and higher vibration.  As we move through life we witness the illusion of happiness from “to have“ and the illusion of happiness from “to do“. As we witness the inevitable aging of the body, the inevitable moments of “dis-ease“, the surrender of the body and the inevitable letting go of all that we have and all that we’ve done, we face impermanence. We’re free from the typical anxiety and worry. We touch the ultimate, that space where the only response is “yes” and “thank you”.  We touch that space of wonder as we leave worry  behind.

Can we at least agree to make space for finding the gift in the moment? Can we agree to affirm this next opportunity to participate in life? Breathing out, can we give thanks for all the wonder, joy and mystery that is so far beyond the capacity of our understanding? Can we agree to not knowing everything? Can we humble ourselves in the gift of this moment, of this opportunity to participate, and pledge ourselves to forever aim in the direction of not causing harm?

Do I have the strength, courage, and discipline to engage in practices of surrender? Or do I hold a sense of security from what I “have“ or what I “do“. I can enter the creative experience when I surrender from my thoughts of “knowing“. When I take refuge in the land of “I don’t know“ I humbly surrender to the Mystery and the creative. I surrender the thoughts of my separateness, a separate body, a separate mind… surrendering into awareness. Surrendered into the consciousness of this fleeting moment I find “fullness“. No longer worried. No longer concerned with thoughts of “not enough“ or “pride“. Just surrendered into “being“. Touching this “just being”, I find true peace. That space beyond division, beyond thoughts of “subject versus object”, that space where awareness wakes up to the illusion of separateness.

My fight is to stand up for the choice of “not fighting”. That’s the paradox.

Our desire for another’s attention.

 I’ll never forget the time when my mother was close to death and I felt angry about it. She could sense my anger and I’ll always remember a bluish yellow green halo around her body when this question penetrated my very soul, “Randy, what are you holding onto?“. And now many decades later, I can reflect on this and more accurately answer that I was holding on to her unconditional attention to who I thought I was. She was my greatest cheerleader. She had so much pride in who she thought I was. She invested everything into having her hopes fulfilled through my successes. Some would call this a mother’s unconditional love. Yet, because of her tremendous support I developed a great need to have her audience and approval. I’ll never forget 10 years after her death, still wanting to go to her when I felt I did something well. I am now 70 years old and I realize my joy and happiness must not depend upon another’s approval or attention. As a leader in running my speech pathology clinics, a business leader, trumpet player and a father, there were those who felt somewhat obligated to give me attention. Yet, the real work is how we hold our integrity without audience. The real work is to hold equanimity, balance, alignment and a deep commitment to not cause harm… even when there is no audience. Reflecting on my mother’s question, I can now say my deepest desire, that which I continue to hold onto, is to not cause harm. I will hold on to the desire to steward health and well-being as best I can. I will hold on to those practices that nurture and nourish, committing to letting go those thoughts, actions and speech that cause harm. In effect, my mother was asking me to hold on to love, to the freedom and the desire to foster freedom for others.

When my mother asked me “What are you holding onto, Randy?“ I was stunned. The question ripped the floor from under my feet. She was in the process of shedding her body, only three weeks to go. I had expressed some anger that she was leaving so soon, 55 years old. I recall a bluish/green halo around her body when she pierced my heart with that question. I know now what I’m holding onto. I’m holding onto curiosity, to a sense of wonder, to a dedicated work for smashing the illusion of separateness and returning always to love and connection and belonging.

So much of what we’re holding onto will ultimately need to be let go. Certainly, our biggest challenge is to let go of those things that failed to nurture us, those things that poison us with fear and greed. A good test for me on how well and hard I should hold onto something is the test of time. When we were 20 years old Jane and I let go of eating red meat. We found great freedom in this. 50 years later, we have not let go of each other, I have not let go of my yoga or meditation practice, I have not let go of my favorite instrument, the trumpet. I have not let go the dedication to care for this body through activity. Yes, it’s true, I eventually will let go of everything. I’ll let go of the desire to eat, the capacity to move, the wonders that come from my senses of sight, hearing, smell, taste, all the glorious senses of wonder. I will let go of the illusion of immortality for this body. I will surrender to the remembrances that it’s of human nature to age, to face disease, to say goodbye to this body that has served me so well, to say goodbye to all the things I cherish, all the people I cherish… everything. As I travel the current of life, floating in the stream to the big ocean, I realize I’ve always been water, always have been water and always will be water. I resonate with the wisdom that we are all connected, not separate, not two. The older I get, with each breath I take, I find a deeper gratitude for the opportunity to just be, to just be in awareness of this precious gift of the next breath. I can think and fantasize about the future and what may come when I say goodbye to the body. I simply don’t know and have not seen any evidence that would substantiate what happens. Yet, I know deep in my heart that there is a continuation. I know I didn’t make me. I know Grace is bestowed upon me daily, moment by moment. I know my purpose is to not hurt another, to carry a light footprint, and to know thoroughly that the results of my action live on beyond my time in this body. So when my mother asks, “Randy, what are you holding onto?“ it can also be framed in the question, “Randy, what are you unwilling to let go?“ And this so closely relates to the First Noble Truth of the Buddha. He came to the awareness that that to which we are attached to is the source of our suffering. And our spiritual directive is to forever examine this and let go.

When you’re prepared to meet the present moment you’re prepared to meet anything.

A strong present moment practice can be seen as a spiritual security investment. The more we invest in cultivating presence, balance and equanimity the less likely we are to make a mess of things when the inevitable rug is pulled from beneath us. Awareness practices aimed at ‘this moment’ are ways to keep one foot on the floor of the ocean when the surface is very turbulent, an investment to finding ground in the unknown.

This time of year always has me focusing more on light and transitional states of water. Marie Gautier has a lyric that has captured me as I meet the later portion of my time in this body. The seasons and various states of water show me the pain of impermanence and the relief of continuation/interconnection. In the midst of a pandemic, it’s all to easy to turn dark, growing fear. Here, movement into the light is my Bigger Hope, breaking the illusion of our beginning or ending, of our aloneness. Grace given to “just be”.

My first wind sport was hang gliding. The study of micrometeorology was essential and it helped me move to windsurfing, a wind sport with far less risk.  It’s probably my main grounding for wind sport much like my first religion was.  We did expand windsurfing to ice/snow and enjoyed the smoother ride with less friction, but the real challenge came when kiteboarding was introduced.  I remember my windsurf friends asking if I had switched to “the dark side” when they found out I was exploring kiting.  

A few years back the hydrofoil was introduced and got most traction with kiteboarding.  It was then added to the windsurf board and recently we now have a hand held wing that works beautifully with a foil.  I like to look at all of these applications as different tools for different conditions.  I’ve developed skills in all of these tools except kiteboarding foiling.  However, I’ve had the privilege to ride frequently with expert kiteboard foilers.  Each tool can enhance our general understanding of wind sport and challenge a deeper level of riding.  For sure, what we put attention to grows stronger and what we ignore loses energy.  Some riders never switch their tool and continue to go deeper and deeper refining their tool with their instrument of choice.  Some hit a plateau. Some people have deepened their religion of preference and have not incorporated the wisdom and teachings of other religions.  I will never know their instrument of choice at their depth, and they will never know the broadening of experience that comes from synthesizing learnings from a variety of instruments/religions.  The last thing I want to do is make any attempt at persuasion to the supposed “right” choice.  It only leads to anger.  Yet, given I have a certain proficiency in a wide variety of tools and continue to practice all of them I thought it could be helpful to run some comparative observations from my riding.  

Parameters I’m looking at are: 1. Learning curve, 2. Ease of launch and landing, 3. Versatility in non-steady wind/friction, 4. Impact from weeds, 5. Risk factors, 6. Set-up/tear down ease, 7. Ease/impact on the body, 8. Freedom from attachment to the board.

1. Kiteboarding seems to have the easiest learning curve, especially when first learned on snow/ice.  The downside is the risk of injury if proper training in exit strategies isn’t given thorough attention.  Windsurfing to planing skill takes more time to learn but has very little risk of injury unless one fails to pay attention to water/air temp and offshore winds. For sure, water is more forgiving than ice/snow when falling.  The learning curve for foiling seems fastest for windsurf foiling provide the rider has advanced windsurfing skill.

2. The most versatile launch/landing seems to be the hand held wing with foil board.  I’ve been able to get in and out of the water in places I’d never be able to kite.  The windsurf rig is attached to the board so it’s more cumbersome.  This is where the kiteboarding tools are much more condition dependent.  It’s preferable to have an experienced assistant, it’s necessary to have a safe distance from downwind objects, and enough time to deploy the various safety mechanisms if the launch or landing fail to go smooth, and debris either on land or in the water can be a menace.  The downside for foils is necessity of water depth.  I often have to walk my rig several hundred feet to get enough clearance.  Launching in shore break over three feet seems next to impossible for me.

3. The amount of friction with the board determines whether we’re planing or complaining.  Here’s where winter ice/snow riding and foiling dominate.  Foiling requires enough speed for ‘take off’, but once on foil the friction is dramatically reduced.  Winter riding wins hands down on ice since little friction exists.  In water, the upward pull and light weight of the kiteboarding gives it the advantage.  Once up on foil, little wind is required to keep flying on plane, giving the foil a huge advantage in the typically non-steady winds of the interior.  With the windsurf board and wing there’s a pumping action that works the upper body as the rider seizes on the gust to get up on foil.  As the wind line passes or diminishes, the rider can pump the sail or wing in conjunction with the board to keep on foil.  It’s great aerobic exercise, works upper and lower body, and allows the rider to stay on plane in conditions that ordinarily would be off plane. The proficient kiteboard foiler seems to have the advantage for signing the kite in lighter wind, as long as they can keep the kite in the sky.  The windsurf and wing board rider have the float of the board and the better visual for seeing the next wind line coming.  Before foiling I would windsurf/kiteboard an average of one time per week.  I now average over four days per week of riding.

4. Weeds are a major problem for foils and kiteboard lines. I’ve been able to handle foiling Minnesota lakes until late June before I have to go to the river.  It’s so frustrating to be waiting for a gust, pumpling to get on plane, only to realize a small weed has attached to the foil.  Similarly, I’m in a self/drift launch situation most of the time for kiteboarding.  Once summer sets in I’m always running the risk of weeds caught on the lines with a failed launch.  I also have to practice keen lake awareness to know those areas where a dropped kite simply won’t relaunch given the plant life on the surface.  The introduction of the weed fin for windsurfing has made this my instrument of choice when weeds are abundant.  It’s an easy launch from shore and I can always clear the weeds easily from the rig if necessary.  It’s the only instrument where I don’t have to be so aware of the plant life ceiling.

5. It seems the risk factors increase by how far away the power source is from the body and how hard the potential contact surfaces are.  Kiteboarding seems to have the most risk given the power source is 100’ away and the speed at which things can get out of control.  Ingenious safety mechanisms have been set up and it behooves the rider to continuously practice with these so they become automatic and instantaneous.  It seems kiteboard foiling is also more demanding in this area since the rider can load the back foot, sending the lighter board in the air with an unknown landing.  There have also been instances where the lines have tangled around the foil.  The windsurf rig and the wing are held close to the body for greater control in radical conditions.  All the rider needs to do is let the rig go and fall to the side of the board.  Leash management can be an issue that requires calm and patience when wing boarding.  In rough conditions the foil could impact the body.  Wingboarding in waves can pose some threat as the board with foil tumbles in the whitewater.  It’s helpful to have neoprene protection when foiling.  I’ve taken several nicks from my wetsuits that would have penetrated my skin without that extra layer.  Booties are also a good idea with windsurf foiling to prevent injury when water starting.  On the flip side, windsurfing forces more toe pressure against the boot end and after years of boot use fungus usually develops under the toes.  It’s a frequent consequence of tight ski boots, as well.  Fortunately, I’ve removed my back straps for windsurf foiling and my toes are much happier.  However, with regular high wind windsurfing it’s simply not an option.

6. There’s no simpler set up and tear down than with wing boarding.  Attach the foil, blow up the wing, attach the leashes and you’re ready to go.  I usually leave my foil on, so it’s often less than five minutes to get on the water.  Blowing up a kite is quick, much less complicated than a windsurf rig, and is often viewed as a major step to simplicity.  Yet, it takes tremendous concentration to make sure the lines are laid out and attached correctly.  Tear down for kiteboarding and wing boarding seems about the same.  Kiteboarding wins the ease of transport prize and we’re looking forward to the performance factor of the inflatable wing boards that can easily pack up for air travel.  Most foil boards are under 7’ already, so auto transport is easy.

7. I just turned seventy and the foil has been a great blessing.  Previously my body was limited to no more than two hours of riding before pain started to set in.  Whether with kiting (my knee) or windsurfing (my back), it took about half an hour for my brain to catch up to the conditions, an hour of great alert riding, and a half hour to realize it was time to come in.  Foiling is much more like flying and sailing.  After take off, it’s smooth and quiet.  It seems I can get two to three two hour sessions in without body pain.  It’s especially helpful when rotating between instruments (i.e. 2 hours wing boarding, 2 hours windsurf foiling, 1 hour kiteboarding, 30 minutes windsurfing, 1 wing boarding).  I had often thought I was nearing the end of my windsurfing days and now I’m optimistic that the foil will allow me to keep on going. Also, playing the board in the air has relieved me from the need to travel for more terrain.  Oftentimes, this could be four hours out of the day and more gas than I care to use in these times.  More riding time, less complaining, less gas harming the environment and my pocketbook.

8. The windsurf rig is attached to the board with a universal joint.  The kiteboarder is attached to the kite by lines.  Both use a harness to help in this attachment as the body balances against the power of the wind engine.  For thirty years I’ve used the Skimbat (winter wing boarding) with a long race snowboard.  The freedom from not being attached was addicting.  The wing could be thrown about freely, balancing the edge of the snowboard against the lake surface and the angle of the wing for the desired performance.  It was also the closest I could get my body to the power source, a gratifying feeling in turbulent conditions.  Wing boarding water takes it to a whole new level with the introduction of a moving terrain.  Integrating the body with optimum attitude of the foil and the wing is like a ballet.  I believe it synthesizes my hang gliding, windsurfing, SUP surfing, kiting and yoga skills in a most amazing way.  I’ve always enjoyed listening to a musical sound track while riding and have found wing boarding to be the most dance like for me.

You may not relate to my concept of ‘windsport tools’.  I know many who would object to the concept of synthesizing various religious wisdoms for various times and situations.  For me, the synthesis of Christianity, Zen, Sufi, Indigenous, Jewish and Hindi traditions has deepened the spiritual journey.  There have been many times where the correct choice of tool meant the difference between violence or harmony.  There have been many times where I chose the incorrect windsport instrument for the conditions.  

I’m so grateful to all the curious minds who’ve given us the innovations for pursuing our dreams.  Traveling through this time of uncertainty, the passion we have for riding the wind brings us forever back to balance.  We can seek harmony through homogeny or through embracing diversity with our curiosity.  Deepest gratitudes to our pilgrim spirit fellow riders.

The tone…just be it

Our deepest felt sense of inter-connection transcends the limits of language.  This is particularly evident when a separating wound is deep.  When it’s too soon for words, but time to break silence in the healing process, the healing sound of the horn or the dog’s howl can assist in bringing us back to harmony and inter-Being.