Some form of Emptiness...

Reflections on the journey of a path less travelled...

I guess this is my blog...

  I have alway been able to see the world differently to most (although this gave me hellish times as a child at school when I would complain to the teacher that I couldn't read the words on the blackboard, and I didn't know which hand to hold my pen in, and she would tell me I could see, and which hand to use...), over time, I would understand it was a skill, though a challenging one at that.
A typical introvert, passionate about movement arts, it wasn't until my 2nd year into a psychology dregree, and a very long way into advanced training in different arts, that I gained deep insight...
I was fascinated by movement not because I was inept...but because I read the world in an exquisiste level of detail; the nuance and sounds and signals I receive were a symphony...and I was enthralled by it...endlessly....even though, I make no claims on my skill, and have no personal delusions - most of the time, like that puzzled child, I feel awe by what I sense and see.  The difference is, I do not presume grandeur and I do not rush to claim expertise.  I am frequently a fool.
over the years I have trained myself, to unpick this world - of sensory, somatic and movement arts...
i have trained with different people, in different disciplines...and I have learnt much...

Here, I will share some of my ramblings and insights...


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