The International Church of slacklife
Jul 23, 2018

The path that led to the line

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Edited: Jul 23, 2018

I slacked once at a friend's house. Checked it off in the obsessive mind I have as something I could dive into. I go pretty hard into whatever has consistency and my attention in life...

I get taken on magical journeys of flow in multiple sport's, and I'm a total flow junkie. Somehow though ripping burms and dropping cliffs always stayed consistent.

Veganism fucked my world up. From that twisted realization, birthed a new way of looking at my mind. Whose rules am I following?

Read a ton of books. Same obsession thing as earlier.. power of now, be here now, ishmael, and a lot of others.. life changing knowledge written on tree's and plastic...

My love and I sold all our shit and bought us a good ol van. Left Alaska and headed south , on a journey that taught me so much more about flow. Just like the line, vanlife flow is about staying open and letting it come*.

That journey showed me that I could make that childhood dream of going pro in biking a reality. I was connecting to that flow and having a super hard time staying egoless though. The little Joe that's deep inside has quite the scheme imagined for my biking experiences..

Looking ahead at what I wanted from this life (mother's voice). I just saw myself drifting from the spiritual journey and MY true morals in the biking dream.

Days of reflection time pushed my mind into seeing that I needed external motivators to stay commited at the level needed for biking & skiing. Somewhere in between this limbo deciding point, of giving into the ego and external motives or staying true, we got the red portal to the gods. 20 bucks in boulder :)

It came slowly. I wasn't devoted at the start.

Life is very difficult for me to understand right now, I feel like we are all settling in some form. Unaware. Just to stay sain

Riding has become going to battle for me. The reality of death has been accepted on some form, and so I focus on treating it with respect. The slack was at first just to help improve my knee's for that battle and have something new and challenging to do with my queen.

Then it became a release..

Soon it was my morning peace..

I felt feelings of connectedness to source so I pounded "light on life" goooood book

Now I was hitting flow on the line like on the bike and ski's. Not as strong, but I tasted it and the fire lit.

The journey in life has taken me to the Shasta~trinity forest, where aspen and I have been posted up on some lovely souls property. Fortunately their work is easy and doesn't require commitment.

Then it happened.

I've been living for the line.

It has taken me completely.

The last month, I've worshiped passionately every morning 3~4 hours. Not satisfied until I get into that juicy sweetness of flow.

I wake up thinking "what rules of this strict line will be shown today?"

The internal motivation is for flow. Not ego. And it is a HOLY FIRE BURNING STRONG AND PURE.

Holy shit just talking about that superman flow so much gets me feeling a taste of that wild beast lion mode. I fucking love it.

I've felt alone.

Now I feel SOOOOOO MUCCCCHHHHH STOKE to know you guys are out here.

Oh god the journeys to come.... That sweet adrenaline...

A voice had already been saying to me that I was a slacker. After reading that bible 2 days ago and seeing this community, I've decided

I'm doing this.

I've pushed into flow solo many times now, and feel like that dedicated time has rewarded me. I feel confident in trusting myself to learn. I'm very open to any mentor that will take me deeper into this world. I'm mentally ready to go way out of this comfort zone.

I crave relationships with people far beyond my skill.

Check out my instagram, I'm going to post videos of my slack progression. @joecronkk message me there if you resonate with my energy and let's meet up!!!!!!!!

As I write this, the place I'm staying at is deep in the forest. massive, strong tree anchors are every where.

We are in a gorge with mountains all around. There is a hip camp online: deerlick springs plantina, CA. Also free government campsites. Come plan an adventure here!!!!!

 

I did something naughty. It was my own life and my own decisions. I felt the voice say it would work out well, and I listened. I know of the free solo world. It played its part in this realization to the faith.

 

 

*I think there is a balance of living life in flow. Still figuring out the rules to this one haha..

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