To Tai Chi or not to Tai Chi – getting over myself


It takes me a while to figure out how to incorporate new things into my life. My typical practice is to muddle along with an idea wrapped in frustration until I have an aha that reflects how simple the thing really is. Yes, I try my damnedest to complicate things.
 
I’ve been taking tai chi for about 5 months now and have enough body memory to attempt a session at home but I have been unable to wrap my mind around the logistics. Where? When? Is anyone watching? Music? Silence? Will I do enough? Will I do it right? Will I get bored?
 
Where? In the front room.
When? Whenever I find the lull I seek.
Is anyone watching? Probably Ron Scot Fry, but he thinks that my movements are pretty.
Music or Silence? Yes.
Will I do enough? Yes.
Will I do it right? Yes.
Will I get bored? No.
 
This last question is the crux for me. I used to get bored, bored, bored training for my marathons. Last week, Sifu Kevin explained that tai chi is never boring. Today, I agree. There’s a wu chi space that happens after monkey brain stops flinging poo for a nanosecond. I’ve experienced it in class but never doing tai chi alone.
 
Sweet.

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April 18, 2010

Are things clearer today because I drank too much last night? (Definition of irony?)


My eyes are heavy and my heart is light.  Unfortunately, because I didn’t wash the make-up off before falling into bed last night, my eyes are also crusted with mascara.  Forgive the typos.

I feel like I’m on the verge of figuring some stuff out.  It’s time to take pen to paper and follow my thoughts.

Is it because I went grocery shopping yesterday and then released a new Caper Co story?  Is it because the sun is shining today?  Is it because I sent my love to someone I miss and I feel like it was received?  Is it because I watched some fab long-form improv last night and then stayed up way too late consuming vodka and salsa?

I’ll let you know.

Significantly,

Susan Scot Fry

Update… Hmmmm.  Yes, I have indeed figured some stuff out.  Let me tell you about it.

January 24, 2010

Today I pray. Do I sense a pattern?


Today I pray.

And I begin to weave life patterns through conscious choice.

I love patterns.  When I was marathon training, I used to create letter and number patterns in my head.  As a very slow runner, they kept me from going insane.

Significantly,

Susan Scot Fry

Update…

Again, this was a curious process.  Having prayed before, I’m starting to get a feel for what to expect.  I skipped over the “should I be asking for something? (like whoever I was communicating with is a genie in a bottle…)” part and moved more quickly to some interesting connections.

The pattern that’s emerging is that it’s important to do this regularly.  Prayer for me is much more like meditation with words.  I also know that I won’t do it every day, but on Sunday’s there seems to be a lot of that sort of thing going on. Also, the more I do it, the more effective it becomes.

Funny.

S,

SSF

January 3, 2010

Today I will pray.


Today I will pray.

This is significant because it’s not something I do.  I did when I was little.  Later, I learned to meditate.  My prayer today will include bits and pieces of so many of the things I’ve discovered about my spirituality, but the significant thing is that it’s what I’ve decided to do.

Wish me luck,

Susan Scot Fry

(PS.  If you want to see how I did, click on Comments.  If there aren’t any Comments from me, I’m not done yet.)