A troubled person searches far and wide for the meaning of life, trekking across the driest deserts, foraging through the densest jungles, climbing numerous mountain ranges. Upon one range, the troubled person stumbles upon an ancient monastery, knocks on the weathered oak door, and with an echoing creak, the door opens, and standing there is a feeble old monk with beady eyes. “Yes, how may I help you?”, questions the feeble monk. “I have searched far and wide for the meaning of life. Do you know the meaning of life?”, asks the troubled person. The feeble old monk with beady eyes looks deep into the troubled person and states, “You are not ready for the meaning of life”, and closes the weathered oak door, echoing throughout the ancient monastery.
Ski towns dotting the west have bedroom communities and one close to Teton Pass is Wilson, home of a tiny winy monastery, that cradles the pathway to the meaning of life. Air. Give up everything else and try to live with out air. Air is the first thing that all living things need and learning to breath properly, to be aware of ones breath, can be initiated by a Cam. The second most important is water and Cameron will greet you with your choice of tea, before getting started with proper air intake.
Jackson Hole Yoga Therapy, at the entrance to Wilson, Wyoming, is quaint in size, huge in knowledge, as a sponge of open mindedness resides here. Personal attention is the specialty, as private sessions abound here in this monastery situated below the famous Teton Pass. Drive on up, do some back country skiing, settle back down, and enjoy a cup of organic tea, before a session of knowledge on breath at Jackson Hole Yoga Therapy. By the way, Cameron is not feeble, does not have beady eyes, and the entry is not a weathered oak door.
Three female monks
Two male monks