a little down in your dog
the musings and inspirations that help me get down in my dog on a daily basis. music, philosophy, art, words.
  • Happy Equinox. From Mary Oliver’s “Lines Written in the Days of Growing Darkness” fall always makes me so nostalgic. This year I can mostly taste the salt of tears in crisp air always whether they come to the surface or not. #equinox #autumn #maryoliver #lettinggo
  • Happy Equinox. From Mary Oliver’s “Lines Written in the Days of Growing Darkness” fall always makes me so nostalgic. This year I can mostly taste the salt of tears in crisp air always whether they come to the surface or not. #equinox #autumn #maryoliver #lettinggo

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  • Banks - Goddess

    For Zoe. I miss you crazy like. 

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  • It is possible for us to discover our own innocence and childlike beauty. Discovering the innocent childlike quality in us does not mean being reduced to a child. Rather, we become fresh, inquisitive, sparkling. We want to know more about the world, more about life. When our preconceptions are stripped away, we begin to realize ourselves—it is like a second birth. We discover our innocence, our primordial quality, our eternal youth.

    -Chögyam Trungpa

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  • The dewdrop world is the dewdrop world
    and yet – and yet.

    -Issa
    18th Century Japanese Haiku Master
    On the loss of his daughter

  • Stretch your arms and take hold the cloth of your clothes
    with both hands. The cure for pain is in the pain.
    Good and bad are mixed. If you don’t have both,
    you don’t belong with us.

    When one of us gets lost, is not here, he must be inside us.
    There’s no place like that anywhere in the world.

    -Rumi
    From “There’s Nothing Ahead”

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  • “There is a sacredness in tears. They are not a mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love.”~Washington Irving

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  • Shunyata, Groundlessness and Vinyasa

    Groundlessness is a concept that Pema Chodron discusses a lot in her wonderful writing and talks. It refers to shunyata, or the buddhist concept of emptiness. This is not emptiness in the sense that nothing is there. It is emptiness in a sense that nothing, including ourselves, is solid and predictable. This is not some myth or made up story to get through hard times, it is actual reality. We can test it and see that our results are always the same. Nothing on this earth, in this universe, stays the same. 

    For me the vinyasa practice embodies the sadhana of opening to groundlessness. We traverse from pose to pose with skill because we have studied the postures themselves. We prepare ourselves well for that journey by understanding alignment and actions in each pose. But what about the spaces between the postures? In the process of transforming our body from form to form can we be as present with the spaces between, those inevitable areas of groundlessness? 

    As I prepare for my workshop today, I am reminded of this beauty and elegance of attention. Between each shape is a multitude of possibilities and that wide openness is the very same thing as shunyata. Emptiness actually means that anything is possible. 

    I look forward to sharing this work with you today and my hope is that it inspires ever more practitioners to take “vinyasa” beyond the athleticism of achieving great stunts and many chaturangas and into the space of shunyata. Skill in action. Opening to possibility. Letting go of where we fixate and seeing that it is wide open.

    See you there.
    xo
    AP

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  • "Vulnerability can sometimes make you nervous. It is uncomfortable to feel so real, so you want to numb yourself. You look for some kind of anaesthetic, anything that will provide you with entertainment. Then you can forget the discomfort of reality. People don’t want to live with their basic rawness for even fifteen minutes."
    Chögyam Trungpa
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  • my hanging playground today

    this is what happened when i played on the ropes today!  i found an amazing psoas stretch that got me where nothing else seems to get.  so good.  make sure to use your arms as leverage on the wall to turn the torso away from the leg in extension. 

    gahh.  so good.  

    enjoy! 

  • from Wendell Berry’s Prayers and Sayings of the Mad Farmer

    Dedicated to my Teacher Trainees…  

    II 

    At night make me one with the darkness.
    In the morning make me one with the light.

    IV
    Don’t pray for the rain to stop.
    Pray for good luck fishing
    when the river floods.

    V
    Don’t own so much clutter that you will be relieve to see your house catch fire.

    VII
    Put your hands into the mire.
    They will learn the kinship
    of the shaped and the unshapen,
    the living and the dead.

    VIII
    When I rise up
    let me rise up joyful
    like a bird.

    When I fall
    let me fall without regret
    like a leaf.

    XII
    Let me wake in the night
    and hear it raining
    and go back to sleep

    XIII
    ….
    Make the human race a better head.
    Make the world a better crop of ground.

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  • nevver:

    Might as well, Max Wanger

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  • Taylor McFerrin
    Invisible/Visible (feat. Bobby Mcferrin & Cesar Camargo Marino)
  • wanted to share a little tidbit with you of this amazing album i have been loving and playing in class..

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  • La Mole, Italy
… i love how the grapevines reach up to the sky with their leafy arms as if to say, “yes, this is how beauty transforms to liquid love”….
  • La Mole, Italy

    … i love how the grapevines reach up to the sky with their leafy arms as if to say, “yes, this is how beauty transforms to liquid love”….

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  • "My mission in life is not merely to survive, but to thrive; and to do so with some passion, some compassion, some humor, and some style"
    Maya Angelou
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  • The gentle spring rain permeates the soil of my soul.
    A seed that has lain deeply in the earth for many years just smiles.

    Thich Nhat Hanh

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