Bob Sullivan

Port Townsend, WA, United States

A naturalist living in the PNW. Loving life, whatever it brings next...

Soooooooothing.................. 🙂

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27 Sep 08:35

I loved listening to that water gurgling during this practice.  I felt as on an ancient ball of creation.  I kept peaking to see if it would go off!  LOL. It was great to see the man behind the camera.  Care to share how you two met?  😁

Great extended practice.  Planning a kayaking trip today so felt this prepared me.  Liked the optional sleeping swan variations.  

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27 Sep 02:49

It will be interesting to see how this works for others. I practice yoga and meditation daily. Even the competition I had with myself has faded over time. It’s just a part of life now.

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25 Sep 08:34

Tagged as a Favorite and very meditative for me.  My Lazy-Boy prop perfect for the half-saddles.  Gentle moves lend themselves to deeper work within the target areas, so beneficial!  For the past few days, during meditation, I have had a pronounced, warm, glowing surround the length of my spine.  In part I suspect to the work I've been doing with Yin.

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I wear sweats and a T-Shirt year round as my 1st floor stays cool.

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I did #3 today and really enjoyed it.  Time needed on the mat.  

#107: ..."Luminosity permeates the universe, And the secret sound that hums Everything into existence, Resounds everywhere.  Listening to the inner sound continually, Become lovers with the Secret One.

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23 Sep 14:22

In a pinch for time so opted for the Favorite of mine.  Yummy stretches with a meditative wake up.  Perfect way to start the day....🌇

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22 Sep 15:00

(Red Pine)

I feel compelled to share this with my circle. For some time now, I’ve been seeking new readings—perhaps sutras—to accompany my daily practice. After nearly two years with the Radiance Sutras, I sensed it was time for a shift. I’ve read the Yoga Sutras and am nearly through the Heart Sutra, in a translation and commentary by the renowned Red Pine (Bill Porter). At the end of the book’s long introduction, I was surprised to discover he now lives in the same town as I do.

Curious, I did a bit of searching to confirm where he lived, though I had no intention of approaching him—not until I felt more grounded in his work. I learned there’s a documentary about his life called Dancing with the Dead, which chronicles his thirty years in China.  

I watched it, it was amazing. What a remarkable life, translating ancient Chinese poetry, visiting mountain hermits, and offering so many luminous works to the world.

Then today, while walking my two dogs in Chetzemoka Park, I started down the path to the beach but turned back, thinking it would be too muddy. And there he was, Red Pine. We greeted each other, shook hands, and had a lovely conversation. I’ll admit, I was a bit awe-struck.

Next week, two of his translated works are set to arrive: The Collected Songs of Cold Mountain and The Mountain Poems of Stonehouse. I plan to draw my daily readings from these.  I definitely feel they found me...

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Do what's best and skip the rest.  🙂