is your mind like water .. or more like mud?

Here's a thought:

"Your ability to generate power is directly proportional to your ability to relax."

I'm actually not quoting Katy Bowman this time, but David Allen, from his book, "Getting Things Done: The Art of Stress-Free Productivity."

And he's not talking about the chillin' on the beach kind of relaxing, but the state of being free from unnecessary tension in themoment of engagement (which Katy actually does talk about regarding muscle and posture and movement, and stuff...)

Early on in the book, Allen refers to the state in martial arts of 'perfect readiness', or 'mind like water'. (If you've been in my qigong classes, you will be reminded here of wu chi...)

He says, throw a pebble in a pond and watch how it responds: "...totally appropriately to the force and mass of the input; then it returns to the calm.

It doesn't overreact or underreact."

Can you imagine living life like that?


are you talking yourself into an early grave?

Today, I'm touting Katy Bowman's latest book, "Dynamic Aging", because you know... Katy.

But also, because before even reading it, I had been wondering about the effect our stories about aging (told to ourselves, to each other, by the media, and even by science) has on our perceptions.

It's hard to escape the endless stream of messages - in the form of products, services, medications - that if you (or someone you love) is of a certain age, you better prepare for a life of decreased mobility, increased dependence, and a steady downward slope into, well, you know.

We might do well to question this.


tripping over the future

Some people say everything happens for a reason.

Somewhere along the way, I've picked up the approach that when life throws a curve ball, I ask, so, what blessing can I find in this?

Like this past Saturday.

Yep. This is my left hand sporting a 'closed fracture of the distal radius' (i.e., a broken wrist), and one of two hands that I use to give shiatsu.

How did I manage that, you ask?

Kind of a funny story, actually. At least, in retrospect.