This Covid-19 pandemic world is quite something, isn’t it? I keep losing track of time…wow it’s almost June already. Our current reality is totally surreal. Stress city right? Just when I think I am starting to cope really well, I remember my wild anxiety dreams. These happen nightly. Are you stressed out or anxious? It… Read more »
Whenever a crawling activity comes around in Alexander Technique teacher training, I become perturbed. I cannot crawl. My knees are too damaged, and in fact, my surgically repaired knee has been tentative these days…so much so that often enough I have to prop a pillow under it when I do a lie down…I cannot get… Read more »
We started up again in Alexander Technique teacher training, after the Thanksgiving break. After the guided lie down and the first round of turns, my trainer surprised me. He announced to the class that, going forward, he wanted me to put hands-on the other two trainees when he wasn’t working on them. Well, I was… Read more »
Spring is sort of showing up here in NYC. Our week long break is over…I am now ensconced back in my Alexander Technique teacher training. Three months have gone by since we have started. I guess I have finished the equivalent of two semesters of training. Rumor has it that I am progressing along quite… Read more »
The inevitable has been accomplished: after two months of medical testing to make sure things were copacetic, I finally had the surgery for my torn left meniscus. I’ve had a bunch of surgeries in my life; this was the first one really where I have the comfort of my Alexander Technique lessons and training to… Read more »
Three weeks of my training course had passed without my presence. The semester was established. I went back to visit. I figured it would be a nice thing to do before my pre-op that day. The visit made me realize that now I have transitioned back from being a trainee to being again solely a… Read more »
So my flute guru, Keith Underwood, paid me a house visit to give me a lesson. I told him I needed mega help as I am just coming out of that medical-worry funk that stopped me from picking up a flute. Yeah, I know, self-defeating behavior. Sigh. Talk about feeling rusty! I told him that… Read more »