Synchronicity is the thing!

Have you ever had the experience of walking along a foreign street in some exotic country where you know no-one, and suddenly there crossing the street in front of you – you see someone you haven’t seen in years?

This has happened to me so many times.   Once in Paris – when a friend from university days suddenly magic’d in front of me as I walked along the Champs Elysee.   Then again in London when a friend from when I lived in Algeria saw me coming out of Ealing tube station.   And more recently someone I had lost touch with, who had worked with me in North Africa years ago sent me a message saying they’d found me on the internet!   Time and place synchronised – it’s as if time had stood still.

And then it moves on – like moving house.   You wait and wait, and seem to be motionless, and then suddenly there is the space in between and the old is gone and the new appears.

The waiting shows you the gaps between which otherwise you would not have seen.

I often think this when coming out of a tube station heaving with commuters.   You know your exit.   You could barge your way through the crowd.   Or be clearly focused where you want to go, and find the gaps between ….  synchronicity!

Enjoy.

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To Blog or not to Blog…

To blog or not to blog, that is the question? Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, or to take arms against a sea of troubles, and, by opposing, end them…..

I sit here pondering this question. Whether I blog (or not) is not a world shattering event. If I don’t blog nobody will know. If I do blog then maybe something insightful will emerge and float up to the surface like flotsam and jetsam come in on the tide – like jewels.

And I remember an occasion years ago walking along a vast golden beach – the tide so far out that it took forever to reach the waves. The sun was glorious.

We walked in a huge loop along the edge of the waves and swung up to the dunes and pine woods in the distance. There was driftwood and shells strewn on the surface of the sand. And then we saw a long curving timber lying there – windweathered and sea-beaten. It was almost covered by the sand. But there was a hole where once there had been a ship’s nail or rivet – just big enough to put my thumb through. I pulled and slowly this magnificent timber appeared like a ship’s sail – five feet or more in length. It was beautiful. It stood there gleaming in the sun.

I had found a treasure I could not leave behind.

There was a piece of old fisherman’s blue rope just long enough to tie through the hole. The three of us pulled and dragged this sail-shaped timber across the miles of sand to our starting point. Then I saw a rusty iron bar – it fitted in the hoop on the timber.

In triumph we put our booty in the car.

It has stood for almost twenty years. A standing stone, a beacon of steadfastness, endurance and strength and beauty that has seen the world and triumphed.

And I wonder at that chance happening on a golden beach – how strange that I found a jewel in the sand. Unexpectedly.

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Suzanne

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Important people in my life

There have been four important people in my life.

Why are they important – because they all changed my life in some way.

The first was my headmaster at the local primary school.    I went there at the age of nine or ten having been unexpectedly taken from my posh private school and sent to the local school.    I was lost and confused.   He took me and some other kids and gave us extra tuition before school to help us pass the dreaded Eleven plus.     I just failed by a smidgen!    However he had given me self-belief.

The second was my English teacher, a wonderful man called Mr Valentine.    He saw that I was good at English and particularly writing and, knowing that I couldn’t go to senior school without Latin,  took it upon himself to teach me Latin.    This meant that I went to Secondary School, passed my exams and went to University special info.

The third was Muhammed Ali who has just died.     He was at the height of his powers then, and his brilliance in and out of the ring inspired me to think ‘big’.   ‘Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee’   touches my heart.    He was unique.

The fourth was the head of my Alexander training school – Misha Magidov.    He ran his school of twenty five students and half a  dozen teachers with a generosity of spirit and kindness that allowed us all to open our horizons and fly.

I am am lucky to have had these people in my life.

the first gave me opportunity.

the second gave me a future and confidence.

the third gave me inspiration.

the fourth gave me the power to change.

I am grateful that I can now pay tribute to them as wonderful, unique and original beings with rare gifts that  they shared with the world.

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’til next time,

Suzanne

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ZINGING ON A GREAT DAY!

I’m really zinging today. It’s cold and miserable outside despite being the 1st June – where has that 20 degree sunshine of three days ago gone? But I’m still basking in it.

I know where I want to be, what I want to happen and the way is clear to the destination.     I have been enthused by the inspiration of people around me, a team of talented and crazy artists – who have been enthused by what I am doing in my courses and workshops.     When people who have had no idea what Alexander’s discoveries are, look in on a group of students exploring these discoveries – and start drawing what THEY see  – as people on the outside rather than from the steamy perspective of those inside the hothouse of the Alexander world.    Their freshness and excitement was palpable – and this added a vitality to the course that was in progress.

The students looked at themselves with new eyes,  there was a joy in what they were experiencing,  they grew in every sense of the word!    Their feet sprang up off the floor as they moved around the room partnering each other in groups of twos and threes.   There was a magic.

So I’m zinging!

And now the possibility of moving location is actualising itself.     This empowers all kinds of changes –  new people, new places, new ideas, new courses – the possibilities are infinite.

The ‘present’ is great – a vastness of space opens up allowing horizons to move away – I remember when I crossed the Sahara in a Renault 4 years ago, the silence, the space, the hugeness, the unchangingness of it, the beauty of being ‘there’ changed me forever.    That moment is NOW.    Enjoy.

’til next time.

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Suzanne

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