Author: Penny O’Connor

  • Walking with freedom

    I have been having a wonderful week swapping work with Pippa Bondy, a teaching colleague from my days when we trained in the Alexander Technique in North London. We walk down to a special bay nearby every morning for some swimming and Chi Kung and then walk back up the steep path. I find again that place of non-doing, where letting the legs go as I clamber up the hill moves me gently easily lightly…..in the water I let the arms go and as they automatically sink into the water beneath me, I find myself propelled forward effortlessly, no pushing, connected, conscious…..
    Pippa has develpoed a shamanic healing practice and I recommend you visit her site www.ancienthealingways.co.uk – a very practised and sensitive guide.Group walk down the mule track

  • Mental Gymnastics

    What’s going on? I asked Justin as he paused perplexed for rather a long time during our lesson together this week. ‘mental gymnastics’ he replied. And we laughed because that’s exactly how it is – a brain workout.  Inhibition and direction:
      “Have a thought of walking, then say no, I’m not immediately going to walk, but I I’m ging to keep my directions going. Then ask yourself if you are free to sit in the chair.  If you are free to sit, then you are free to walk…..”

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  • still point

    still point“At the still point of the turning

    world .Neither flesh nor fleshless;

    Neither from nor towards; at the

    still point, there the dance is.”

     T.S.Eliot

    Finding the still point, non-doing, non-interfering, ‘coming into our backs’., not end-gaining but staying present…..it’s at the heart of our work.

  • Unwrinkled

    After 20 minutes in semi supine on my table last night, I asked my student Mark how he was feeling.  After some thought, “Unwrinkled…”  came the reply. Love it.
    And last Friday an acting student who I’d been working with for 4 terms on her terribly stiff neck and shoulders at last manged to let go. “I feel my head is turning on a ball bearing!” she gasped in wonder and surprise as she looked around the room and floated up from the chair…..