Read Kate Kelly's 'Inscape and Landscape' . It's a fascinating account of her diagnosis of, and recovery from, lung cancer - with the help of, and seen through the eyes of, Alexander Technique.
Below is a short extract:
Below is a short extract:
"After my diagnosis, I began to notice how much energy it took to maintain my public persona – my ‘public mode’ – and the different vitality I felt in the intimacy of close family and friends.
When I was in public mode, my intention, breathing, and body were often not aligned. I was holding my breath; there was a disconnection. It was then I realized I could come back to myself with Whispered Ahs. They have been a tremendous friend and touchstone.
Because of the pleurodesis operation I often felt tight chested, a heaviness as though I didn’t have quite enough breath. This was when not relying on how things feel – an understanding of faulty proprioception – came into its own. The reality was that I did have enough breath, and the Whispered Ah proved this to me every time I doubted it. The Whispered Ahs matched and really supported the new rhythm by which I aspired to live. ‘It’s all in the rhythm, it’s all in the rhythm … of the heart’ … a singing rhyme I learned from Roy Hart Theatre Practitioner Ivan Midderigh (about … swimming!). When I stay with my own beat, as it were, then there is time for breathing, there is space for thoughtful living.
I have written elsewhere about how the rhythm of the city can pull us into its pace: that just doesn’t suit some of us. Instead, I needed to take the time to pay attention to myself and my breath in everything I was doing (and sometimes thinking!)."
When I was in public mode, my intention, breathing, and body were often not aligned. I was holding my breath; there was a disconnection. It was then I realized I could come back to myself with Whispered Ahs. They have been a tremendous friend and touchstone.
Because of the pleurodesis operation I often felt tight chested, a heaviness as though I didn’t have quite enough breath. This was when not relying on how things feel – an understanding of faulty proprioception – came into its own. The reality was that I did have enough breath, and the Whispered Ah proved this to me every time I doubted it. The Whispered Ahs matched and really supported the new rhythm by which I aspired to live. ‘It’s all in the rhythm, it’s all in the rhythm … of the heart’ … a singing rhyme I learned from Roy Hart Theatre Practitioner Ivan Midderigh (about … swimming!). When I stay with my own beat, as it were, then there is time for breathing, there is space for thoughtful living.
I have written elsewhere about how the rhythm of the city can pull us into its pace: that just doesn’t suit some of us. Instead, I needed to take the time to pay attention to myself and my breath in everything I was doing (and sometimes thinking!)."
