Wind at my back conversations
Welcoming you to a series of stories, reflections, and quotes for discussion.
Wind at my back: I was surprised by my newly developed autonomy early one morning near the ocean. The rising sun found me at the edge of a magnificent cliff above the turbulent Oregon coast. The waves were roaring below, and the wind was strong at my back. Sinking into my practice of the Peking Yang style 24, absorbed in the nuances of balancing in the wind amongst the big rocks, the taiji form began to unfold. Stepping out with a line of “cloud hands” curving towards a “grasp bird’s tail”, I was able to continue my practice that early morning hour. Brush strokes of cold air enlivened my senses as I leaned into the edge of the wind. My awareness grew, steady on my feet, meeting each moment as it appeared,
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