For those of you who have ever been a teenager or been unfortunate enough to have endured a teen “love story” movie, you will have inevitably witnessed a teen guy or girl “dancing it out” on their bed to some 80’s or 90’s hit track.
If there was a way to cut corners or make a system of working that took the strain off, I would find it.
Then I found martial arts. Read the rest of this entry »
It was 5am, I was standing on the deck of the cruise liner ‘The Legend of the Seas’ in the East China Sea, watching the sun come up and smelling the warm salty air which touched my face.
This was one of the only times I had to myself to recharge while on the tour of China, Japan and Korea.
The rest of my time I was giving all of myself to instruct, inspire and heal the many wonderful participants on the tour.
So there I laid, projectile vomiting all over myself, and was scared but happy about it.
Perhaps I shall explain this a little further.
Let’s take a little journey back a couple of decades or so…
I’m stuck in a line at the supermarket behind a lady that seems determined to pay for her milk and eggs with handfuls of ten-cent pieces.
She has pockets of “shrapnel” an apparently no short term memory as she continues to lose count and have to start again.
Obviously as mentioned in my earlier articles, some pain is a good thing.
Despite the fact that having a sore gluteus maximus can be a pain in the ass. (I’m sorry I couldn’t help myself).
Pain actually has a many uses, though the duration of pain is something I would like to address.
Some of the best lessons I have been taught have come from the wonderful teacher of pain.
They have not all been enjoyable at the time of experience but valuable none the less.
One of the most important lessons is the value of a good sense of humour.
Now hear me out…