J.S. contemplates the mysteries of tea...
I just figured if I’m to have an action figure around, he should be active!
By the way, I tried to print off his clavichord on cardstock today, and mucked up both pieces trying, having great difficulty getting it to feed through the printer. So, back to the drawing board. Of course, the other possibility is to try to find a miniature harpsichord, clavichord, or some such thing for him to play. Or, as John suggests, just put a mug of coffee in his hand and leave it at that!
Bach–Coffee Cantata (proof that Bach had a sense of humor!)
Coffee, tea (ginger in my case), we’re talking about infusion. Really, permeation to the point of a full integration.
That’s what I’m working on with Dale in my Alexander Technique lessons. I swear, it’s going to have to be that way, and not through conscious effort, because the more I do it, the more I realize how unaware I am of my body. So many times this afternoon, he asked, “how does the right feel different from the left,” or “how is that feeling different than it was before?” My honest answer most of the time was, “I’m not sure.” I love how every answer I gave was excellent–because it was honest. We could all reward honesty in similar ways more often, couldn’t we? Anyway, I’m really banking on a lot of that learning going in at the unconscious level, because so much happens so quickly in those lessons, that my conscious mind cannot keep up with it! The next thing I know, he’s sending me up out of the chair to walk around the room, and praising what I’m doing, which I’m really not thinking much about, but I must be doing something better, because Dale seems pleased! Then there was the instance in which I told him that my left shoulder felt higher than my right one. Immediately, he placed a mirror in front of me, to disprove this kinesthetic debauchery that I was experiencing. It was strange to notice, perhaps for the first time, something about my body that I was feeling that simply was not there. For a minute, I could understand the confusion a person with phantom limb pain, for instance, experiences, albeit on a much less horrific scale.
That does bring up a question about hallucination, doesn’t it? How often are we convinced through one representational system of something that we don’t experience through another? How many times have you sworn something was one way, only to question your own opinion minutes later?
Just something to think about…
Be well, and at peace,
Phil
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