The International Church of slacklife
Apr 17, 2018

From Near Death to Slacklife

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Edited: Apr 17, 2018

In the midst of wandering through a sea of good vibes at Electric Forest Music Festival 2014, I came upon a nest of slackliners. This triggered memories of my childhood walking by the Slackpark next to Santa Monica Peir in my hometown of Los Angeles. Though I didn't give it much more thought than 'amazing' as a child, this time I thought, 'I want to try'. The door to me living the slacklife had been opened though I had not yet fully crossed over to the other side. What happened the following summer was, in an act of extreme slackrelige, I placed myself into an accident that not only sent me to the brink of death but also damaged many relationships and left me with a sinking sense of identity. It was in this, the lowest point of my life I allowed the SlackGods to work through me and purchased my first line. As the community of Slackers was thin in Cleveland, where I had foolishly chosen to go to school (it is a far cry from the Slack-Mecca Yosemite), I slacked alone. A couple hours into my solo session I managed three steps enough to say I'd accomplished something but I'd yet to learn flow. Soon I recruited my roommate

to join tons of sessions and other friends to try out the line for themselves. Over the course of the next two years I achieved flow friendship and fun in depths and heights I'd never expeirenced before! To describe my experience with Flow I will say this, it comes when I am happy and committed to exsist in the present moment. To Flow I must have believe in my ability to react to changes in my environment with confidence. To Flow I must let go of the past, have a target just at the edge of my percieved reach, and breathe fully in the present. Flow feels to me like communing with nature, which I wholy believe myself to be apart of. The more I flow the clearer Flow becomes, though the further I must stretch myself to attain it as I have grown since the last attempt. Flow exsist in all areas of life. Slacklife has given me sanity in the most chaotic and hopeless of times, it has helped me to achieve balance. The more I slack, the more at one with myself and the rest of the universe I am. Slack is Love, Slack is Life.

Apr 17, 2018

Beautifully said. I think the Slacklife has saved more of us than we realize from bad paths we didn't want to go down. Thanks for sharing<3

Apr 17, 2018

I was in that nest of slackers, I remember your face from EF 2014... the slack triangle we set up in front of the main stage. Crazy.

Apr 18, 2018

Great testimony. I'm glad the slacklife has helped you so much as it has for me. Thanks for sharing!

Apr 18, 2018

Heavy. The line lifts it up. And we balance it.

Apr 18, 2018

Is it okay if I use some of this testimony on the homepage?

May 4, 2018

wow that sounds like the most wonderful thing, almost out of a dream. “wandering through a sea of good vibes” and then to stumble upon slackers slacking? maybe tonight i will dream that! or even better i could hope tomorrow to live it! thanks for the words!

Dec 4, 2018

"To flow I must have belief in my ability" summarises it for me ;)

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