When it comes to repairing the damage
that bad habits bring,
the mighty Alexander technique is still the best!
Have you always had a good back?
Well, that’s odd. Most people haven’t.
Like, eight out of ten people! It’s a bit like love.
It seems everybody hurts sometime!
Statistics, from the Aust. Bureau of Stats.,
indicate that in the last 14 days
one quarter of the population over fifteen
would have had their routines disrupted
or have taken a day out of their normal routines
because of back pain!
That’s people without any specific condition at all.
If we include those with particular problems,
close to one third of the population took a day out
because of back pain.
Just good old bad back and ‘slipped disc’ is costing us
around four hundred million dollars a year.
You might wish all that money came to to you!
But the truth is that it wouldn’t really buy you a good back.
Why?
Because manipulation and adjustment
don’t last. The usual interventions are only
temporary solutions.
Worse, you become addicted to going back again
and again!
Or you'll keep using the tablets
just to stay in the race.
You just keep on doing the things
that put you out of balance and wreck
your natural movement and co-ordination.
You have dismantled your invisible integrity!
That's what bad habits do!
Of course you’ll likely stick to your bad habit
even if it’s killing you!
Hey it isn’t just a bad back that can
make you stagger about in pain!
It could be your knee or your neck
with a stubborn pain that won’t go away.
It might be be a bad ankle that gets no better.
Perhaps you get headaches far too often.
The list is big!
Once again the standard interventions
can turn out to be temporary because
our difficulties are usually all about
tension, stress, strain and poor use
of our mind/body interface
during daily activity.
There’s got to be a better way to get better,
and there is!
Learn to cut across the habits of a lifetime
and restore ease, lightness and freedom
in our actions and movements.
Reconnect to your invisible integrity!
That’ll fix it!
'One Touch' ~ Invisible Integrity Robert Macleod
Using our psycho-biological 'touch' field
Monday, October 25, 2010
You're the best.
Hello all..
I want to leap in and start like this!
You're the best!
Closer than your Lap top, more intimate than your iPod
and handier than your iPad;
your psycho-biological organism is still the latest
and the greatest PC on earth.
And it's loaded with numberless
applications from birth.
applications from birth.
'OneTouch'
Surrounding you is your own personal 'Touch' field.
You only have to learn to make it active.
Though most us seem to be still on a
'sleep' setting, waking up the waking self
only takes the right touch!
'sleep' setting, waking up the waking self
only takes the right touch!
When your own touch field is active then
one glance from the awakened mind and change begins.
One touch from the awakened body and
regeneration commences.
regeneration commences.
Power up your personal touch field.
Make it active for a better life experience.
Make it active for a better life experience.
Touch on it to be free of stiffness, tension, strain,
pain, stress and distress.
pain, stress and distress.
One touch begins to release the causes of body
aches, back pain, neck pain, knees, wrists, feet.
aches, back pain, neck pain, knees, wrists, feet.
One touch to feel emotional intensity dissolve.
One touch to bring true relaxation.
Your imagination is not imaginary!
Create your own personal 'icon'.
An image, an impression.
An image, an impression.
Change your body's response by one touch
on that impression in your surrounding field.
on that impression in your surrounding field.
If you create an image of the 'you' that you
want to become, one touch can redirect
your life toward that new experience.
want to become, one touch can redirect
your life toward that new experience.
I see people for individual sessions and small groups... I run 'OneTouch' ~ a short course to getting better... really better!
Would I like to see you? 'course I would!
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Holding the Brush!
It's a common story, that a brush with death
gives you a new lease on life!
I never thought, of course, that I would be one of those
holding the brush.
It's not the sort of experience you would willingly click on
and down load another copy. One go at it is plenty enough
to inspire a deep appreciation of physical existence.
After my near miss, I was fortunate enough to have people around
whose expertise and skill were tremendous.
How I appreciated them. Not just the individuals,
but the 'humanity' that saved me, and then rallied round
from all directions to get me up and punching again.
God...people are terrific.
What happened? Well I'm not a professional soldier;
I didn't have bullets whipping round my nostrils.
I'm not a professional tree lopper either but
that's where I was; nearly thirty feet (about 8 or 9 meters) up a tree
taking off the last branch on the last job on the the final tree after
weeks of skilled work and dozens of lopped trees.
You should swallow that laugh because, oh yes,
even the clever Dicks of the world can miscalculate.
The flick back got me this time.
Whoosh I was up and away... a moments realization,
I was looking at a blue sphere in front of my vision
and then black; blank; gone.
Sometime... later... I ploughed into the ground
right by our pool pump.
Couldn't breathe. Had to work at it a bit, then life
started up once more.
There was a complete gap in consciousness between the blue sphere and my crumpling arrival on the ground.
The magic, the invisible integrity,
the sizzling synchronicity that preserved me in the 'gap',
it all (I know this now) comes, as we are fond of saying,
out of the blue.
Don't ask me! forget it! I have no idea what's there! But sheeeyit...
it's definitely there. I can feel the presence of that absence
right now as I type this.
Of course I was a bit of a mess lying there on the lawn with
no one else at home. My mobile , you guessed it, was on
the kitchen bench; which might as well have been the outer edge
of the galaxy from where I was. Besides, my world was only
about the length of my left arm high. I couldn't have reached it
anyway with my pelvis broken in a few places and my right arm busted out.
But that's the bad news... the good news was that I had rolled onto my back and had one arm and a neck that would move me ten centimeters or about four inches at a time.
So off I went creeping like slug, heading for dangling lead of the phone in the hall.
It seemed to take hours to get there. It was hours. I was very cold.
Every little thing was an obstacle. Especially the laundry step
where I got lodged for a long time. But its astounding what you can do when you have to. At last, with a tug, the lovely old phone in the hall landed on my chest. I phoned my wife. I knew that some caring people would soon come and scoop up the bits; I just gave up.
When I surfaced and opened my eyes many hours later in one of our
major hospitals I realised that all of my family were standing there.
"Christ" I thought, "it's worse that I realised". But it wasn't.
A medic leaning over me said "Jeez, you were lucky,
did you have a motor bike accident?" "Nup" I said, feeling dead
stupid, "I fell out of a tree".
A whole string of 'you were lucky's' came my way from nearly
every one. One cheery individual said "Jeez you were lucky, you shouldn't be here".
I'd crushed the brachial artery in my elbow as my forearm dislocated,
but I had not severed it, so I didn't bleed to death though my hand
was dying without circulation.
I'd ripped that hand open but missed the tendons under my thumb
that, if cut, would have left my right hand disabled for ages.
My spine was free from injury though my sacrum was fractured.
My pelvic organs were undamaged though my pubic symphysis
was busted open and ligaments were all over the place.
I suffered no concussion or brain damage at all... so I'm still as dopey as ever!
Lucky...eh?
But where is all this leading? Well, the 'gap' between there and here.
I have a name for it! Through inner guidance, I've always called it the Akudu dimension.
That's my name for the unspeakable stuff at the 'edge' of our daily consciousness.
That's what was really meaningful for me as I was holding the brush!
The space between 'the blue' and the ground.
The 'gap' where my body was but I was not.
The Akudu dimension is a transitional state, a borderline experience;
Leonard Cohen puts it perfectly... "It's coming from a hole in the air, it'scoming from a field that's not exactly real, or it's real but it ain't exactly there".
Now, we would usually say that this is mystical and beautiful
but useless in a pragmatic world. But be assured that I have been using the Akudu dimension to get very practical results indeed.
If it's hurting and it stops,
if you've had headaches for years and they go away,
If your back pain dissolves and leaves you in peace,
If you are confused and it clears,
if you're angry and you become calm and life changes...
or if you fall from a height with invisible integrity and survive
and rehabilitate beautifully, then that has to be
solid gold in practical daily living.
Well I'm going to build up the idea of another dimension for you
in my blog pages. It's another dimension that is very close,
that has always been there for you and that you can learn to use
really easily to fix nearly any damn thing.
Why wait till something gets desperate and dangerous
when you can get in first and get better... really better!
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About Me
- Robert Macleod
- I'm from Ourimbah on the east coast of Aus. A once tiny town that wound up with a freeway up its ar...mpit. I took off for England in my early twenties to pursue a career in music. It all went well. Then in 1979 I discovered the Alexander Technique and began to train as a teacher. I completed training and turned up in Perth at the beginning of 1983.

