The Ballad Of Justin Stone (November 2009)

Come and listen to my story ’bout Justin Stone

Teachin’ T’ai Chi Ch’uan, barely kept his classes goin’

Then one day while he’s doing no-thing

Came a new T’ai Chi – up his bubbling spring

Chih, that is, Joy thru Movement, Divine Love.

Well the first thing ya know, ‘ol Justin taught a class

Then a teacher training, the word was spreading fast

In ’93, New Mexico’s the place he thought to be

So he drove from California down to Albuquerque

Bosque, that is, Hot Air Balloons, Southwest Cuisine.

So now it’s time to give our thanks to Justin and his form

The benefits await us, and peace becomes our norm

Please don’t ever organize, or give into greed

‘Cause T’ai Chi Chih is but a gift to serve humanity

Y’all keep practicin’ ya hear?

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Over the river and thru the woods,

To Nebraska’s Conference I go.

To move alongside, to share and confide,

With the closest family I know.

I join the first practice and throw in my dirt,

So all of our flowers may grow.

More hugs and connections, and rosy projections,

Like Christmas without all the snow.

With presence of mind, I find presents of mine,

Thru song or laughter, a smile.

The excitement abounding won’t last without grounding,

By rooting, my effort’s worthwhile.

Yet perhaps the best moment of every year

Is when Justin’s voice fills the room.

Whatever his focus, he’ll manage to poke us:

Be a good teacher! Now go forth to bloom.

>>>>>>>>>>