Blinded By the Light

Pure energy can’t be seen only felt and that’s what goes on for me when I take Tripp Doherty’s class. Sure we hear him and we see him gesticulating in his own inimitable style but as I have said many times before its not necessarily what he says or how he moves it’s the energy he embodies. 

From my spies in Mamaroneck I hear that they’ve been blinded by the light and a growing addiction for Tripp has them holding hands and singing in unison as if it was a revival meeting. Spin class? Holding hands? What’s up with that? Has this small hamlet taken the magic from the Lavender Palace? Stay tuned because I am your double agent. 

My Friend Tripp Doherty Part 256

It’s been a great Tripp these past 3 years. We watched a man who wears his heart on his sleeve lend us his soul like magic each morning. He’s given us way more than just an energy field when he’s at the top of the key. It’s love potion number 9 that seems to envelope us in our own force field. 

What has penetrated for me is that when we come together in the Lavender Palace all our troubles seem to become what they really are: Situations. I can at times engage in self-talk that is not only deleterious to my vocational life but to my personal life as well. Tripp is one of those people that have helped me keep my “situations” right size and in this way I can handle just about anything. This ain’t no disco but it’s also not just a spin class. 

Tripp had his image ceremonialized last night at Lululemon in Manhasset  and the photographer who captured him in motion got it just right.  Congratulations Tripper for all your efforts, your love and dedication from us your devotees.  

Able to Leap Tall Buildings in a Single Bound

When you see a manager in the dugout you have to feel for him because he can’t swing for his players nor can he field ground balls and line drives. He is in essence held captive and can only react after the fact and although he can anticipate he can never actively be involved in what is transpiring.  

Not the case with Tripp Doherty he can lead by living example in the Schwinn we are in. We can emulate his pedal stroke and he is with us not just our witness.  I usually put my outstretched hands out to feel the energy in the room and beyond the vibration there is the palpable energy from all of us talking back to Doherty in the silent language of love and respect that we hold for him.  That would normally be an overstatement anywhere else but not here, because it is simply true. 

When he climbs the wall he’s is our illustration that anything is possible all we have to do is think it and we can scale any height any obstacle any situation.