Warrior Way

It all started with - I AM.

And suddenly with that statement we created a separation.

When it all was meant to be a sacred congregation.

A congregation of spirits of light, gathering together for the purpose of staying present and bright.

Bright and courageous, righteous in our intention. 

Brave on the battlefield against the self and the ego.

Spreading our wings staying focus and sharp like the eagle. 

With the strength of a bear and the gracefulness of the deer.

We are oblivious of our potential as we fill ourself with fear. 

We came forward claiming individuality.

Acting like fools instead we created a duality. 

And now we split in two worlds of heart and mind illusion.

Without realizing our biggest mission is our ego dissolution. 

You're the mountains and waterfalls.

You're the birds flying singing their songs. 

You're the rain falling on the trees. You're also their leaves welcoming the breeze. 

Almost in despair warrior people roam alone.

Staying strong by a reminder, there is a mission to which we all belong. 

And it comes from the beyond.

A force so Devine, we're never really alone. 

You're the ocean and the dolphins frolicking in it.

You're the panther and the strength that resides within it. 

And our mother we have neglected.

When what we need is to protect it, love it and respect it. 

We need to step up and deflect.

All this nasty practices we need to reject. 

Pollution, deforestation, abuse and discrimination. 

Over consumption and peoples manipulation. 

Feel your heart, it's beating. 

Feel the air, keep on breathing. Open your mind, love is healing. 

You're the ravens and the fox.

You're the lizard, you're the hawks.

You're the snake and the otter, and like you there is no other.  

Sharpen your blade, slash your attachments.

Tone your muscles up and fight against political harassment. Corporations love for greed, love for self sustainability is really what we need. 

There is magic, there is spirt on everything that you touch.

The light is present and its living, please remind fully lush. 

Flush your vanity, flush your greed.

Come back your roots, connect with the green. 

Feel the music of your songs.

Feel the poetry as you write along. Infatuation just a beautiful excuse to give birth to creation. 

Move your body and stay agile, there is no time to become senile. 

You're magical, beautiful and Devine. 

Full of wonder and creativity, you're truly sublime.

Open your heart to feel compassion.

Go out there, do the work and do it with passion. 

You're a warrior, you're not less. Step into the unknown, feel its bless.

Pull out your sword and do you best. 

It's your mission and were here together, this is my vision, I'm not here forever. 

So now I come to you and ask.

Observe your thoughts and in your purpose please don't relax. 

Be mindful of your actions.

Be proactive in your steps. 

The work ahead is tough, but please don't distress. 

I'm here to hold your hand.

And to lift you when you need. 

But please lets work together. Because I'm sick of all

this greed. 

I want to see the birds fly.

In a sky that bright and blue.

I want to see the forest thrive.

I want my kids to see it too. 

The earth will continue it's cycle, whether we're here or were gone. 

But wouldn't it be beautiful, if we we're here together, in peace, enjoying it all along?

The warrior way. 

Purpose

As I move about, transient through towns, villages and even the madness of huge cities.

Purpose

As I meet the old strong farmer in love with his crops and land, the restaurant owner happy and sometimes not, to serve his/her customers. The young adult trying to make it in city life. 

Purpose

As I move about feeding myself in new places with foods which sources are unknown to me.

Purpose

As I witness the distraction in the faces on the people oblivious of the opportunity to connect with one another.

Purpose 

As I walk, sometimes slowly, sometimes fast. At times with direction other times just following my feet. 

Purpose

This earth is my home, each part of it known or unknown. Why then, why sometimes does it feel so alien? If all of this is our land, my land. Why do we act as strangers not only to each other, but even to ourselves?

Purpose.  

Are we lost in a world of distraction? Are we busy in a world of compliance? Are we blinded in a world of beauty?

Purpose

No matter what we see, no matter what we believe and no matter what we think.... We are one, in this together. And separation will only bring us further from our....

Purpose.

Give a hand, give a smile, lift your gaze to connect, use your words to acknowledge and manifest. Touch lightly and move forward mindfully.

With purpose.

Tree playtime - Thailand

Tree play time Slacking Monkeys

Old recovery movement from Peru

Recovery movement in Peru

Charity thoughts

Dear charity workers who bring supplies to the villages around the world. Your job is kind and really appreciated. Valuable and in some cases, even healing.

Here is one thoughts which came to me as I witness the process of supplies delivery to a village in Malaysia, from some people who seemed to love helping. 

Rather than brining candy to the kids which will potentially be harmful for their teeth and health. Rather than bringing toys and other modern item, rather than packing everything you bring in plastic bags - Why not instead teach them ways of proper trash disposal? Why not instead supply them with biodegradable shoulder bags to replace plastic bags while shopping at market? Why not instead teach them crafts and self sustainable farming methods so that they don't become accustomed to waiting for you every month to bring them things?

They don't need things, they need skills, education and awareness. By bringing things you are creating wants and installing desire to posses and own. This things are also packaged, and in a way you're bringing trash to people who do not know how to dispose of it. 

And if you yourself bring your supplies inside plastic bags and the like, would it not make sense be sure to take it with you when you leave. To leave no trace behind.

Because after all I once hear "Give a man a fish, feed him for a day. Teach him how to fish, feed him for a life time"

This intentions come from love, but if love is to be shared, it needs to be share with truth. As this kids jump, push each other, ripping things of your hands, and fighting with each other for what you bring, does this not make you see that they need to learn how to be thankful, appreciate and share?

Here are just some suggested item and activities that come to mind.

Farming tools and to localize someone in the village who knows how to use them. Biodegradable shoulder bags. Books. Trash disposing containers. Seeds. Clothing. Create educational workshop, local style crafting, Eco awareness and education. Natural medicines. Local music and traditions.

Get in touch with the elders, or if no one is around do your own research, get involved and help recover the tradition.

Ask yourself this question.

Are you helping because it makes YOU feel good. Or are you helping because you see the need?

Please think about this.

P.s. and PLEASE, after smoking your cigaret, DO NOT throw it on the ground. This is not your home. This is their land. And you, are a guest. 

Keep doing what you do, just do it mindfully.

Thank you.

Fast forward!

Alright... its been way to long. Lets fast forward.

After Venezuela I welcomed myself to the United Kingdom. 

On August 8th, still with the hype from teaching in Colombia and having met the pk guys from Venezuela, I arrive in UK ready for what would be a journey of physical re discovery.

While my body was nor feeling at it strongest, my recovering knee was responding well, I was ready to face another goal of mine, to participate in the London Rendezvous of 2013.

My participating in the RDV international parkour event as a coach was a dream come true, working along side many inspiring athletes, like Chau Belle, Chris "Blane" Rowat and many more allow for some awesome experiences.

In UK I was to meet Leanne, a lovely woman who has been a great influence in my personal life. Long story short we have shared amazing experiences and learned many valuable lessons together. From there we decided to embark to Asia. (Thailand, Laos and Cambodia.) to share lessons from life. it's been a blessing and an incredibly joy to share this journeys with this active, playful and adventurous partner in crime.

This trip was full of surprise for body mind and spirit. I was to be tested in many ways to regrow in strength and conviction. 

Them there was the ADAPT level two class in Glassgow, Scotland. To say the least, it should be renamed to Body and Mind Rite of Passage. I was challenged and stood strong, I was beaten down and stood back up, I was humbled and my heart gained strength. This event lasted a week, and while the week after I could not longer feel my body my spirit was re energized. 

I realized that even after the injury, even after not having trained in so long, the essence of my practice and strength of my will and the resiliency of my body never left me. I would do it all over again... But I hope Dan Edwards does hear that :)

Lastly there was a short trip to France... Where leanne and I stayed with Annty Marais (PKG coach) who took us around for a Parkour tour to Lisses, the birth place of the discipline which has changed my life. A short pilgrimage to touch the essence and witnessed the marks of what was left behind from so many others, who like me, came to this place to connect with the roots of the discipline.

Grateful for all of this, I was ready to head to Asia. Thailand awaited, and I was prepared. 

Thoughts!

While spending time moving and traveling around, you get to see many many things. Among them, one of my recent moments put me in front of a baby monkey tied to a tree in four thousand island, Laos. Wimping and vocalizing for attention and affection. His expression was not of a happy wild and free monkey at peace on the trees. If you know monkeys you know how expressive their faces can be. And might have noticed they do best without a leash on their necks or waist. This monkeys face expressed fear, sadness and for the most part confusion. There was very little I could do. Communicating what was on my mind, in a language I can't speak made even more difficult. Without much of a choice walking away was a practice of detachment to my ideals. Something hard for me to do. I often think of the little guy, trying to send strength and love through the distance. Though to me that's not enough. We can sit and meditate all we want. Practice detachment to life and our reaction to the emotional part of us. That won't solve the world problem without action. From all of us. 

So how do I feel, when I see a picture of a young Buddhist monk "proudly displaying" his pet monkey? 

Disbelief maybe... That even in some of the philosophies which seem to preach about love for one another, compassion as well as detachment from ego desires, we can still see such selfish behavior.

Maybe I'm judgmental. Maybe I'm just tired to see the injustice in the world which often falls onto the most innocent of creatures. Human and non human. whether its a baby monkey tied to a tree, a piglet in a meat farm, or a street kid begging in the streets of Pnam Penh. An injustice created by man and its egotistic ways. 

Maybe I'm in the middle if the tornado, watching all things go around me, to become aware of the speed at which everything spins around, showing the contrast of all different aspects of the world we live in. 

Maybe all of this is so I don't forget to continue to ask myself, how can I fully participate? How can I make of my existence a purposeful one?

The venting is over. Action must follow.