𝐎𝐡𝐦 𝐅𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐜 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐁𝐨𝐝𝐲

Ohm 

Fractal 

Sine Wave 

Morphic Resonance

 in the Human Body

A little background ...

I have a career in the field of Dr. Ida P. Rolf Method /

Structural Integration. Its main goal is the balance of the body with the Gravitational Field of the Earth.

Adaptation to the energy field of the Earth is an evolutionary potential for Humans at this point in history. It doesn't take much to make the point by reading the news that the Human experiment is a mixed bag. 

Zeitgeist stuff aside, note Energy Field. There's the Human energy field [individually, and collectively]. There's the energy field of the Earth. That would be Gravity. And, of the Universe; come to think of it.

Dr. Ida P. Rolf's idea was to further human evolution by directing [righting?] it's course following one single solitary as-plain-as-the-nose-on-your-face, common sense anatomical perspective; justified scientifically, in Physics. In the simplest of terms: Plumb and Square. That is the norm for structures on Earth. For the Human body too. Put another way, vertically upright, even [symmetrical], and level [horizontal]. Not in some robot assembled way, but as a dynamic reference for living. It's there already. Gravity is the message. We, as Humans, can tune in. Consciously. Proactively. Sustainably.

The genius of Dr. Ida Rolf is in originating an approach to fostering a transformation in the arrangement of the body along the lines of Gravity. This is not just good theory, folks. It's a way to go. It works. You may have heard of it; some are familiar with the nickname "Rolfing". 

That's a little background. Now for the electrifying stuff. Let's talk the Body Electric.

David D. Wronski seen here in Official Goin' to Work Mode

"Ohm Fractal Sine Wave Morphic Resonance in the Human Body."

Ida Rolf spoke of our work as organizing the body as if it were an electric wire. [Do you see where I'm going with this?]

She planted her flag in her usual straightforward, unambiguous way: "This is the gospel of Rolfing: When the body gets working appropriately, the force of Gravity can flow through. Then, spontaneously, the body heals itself."

Take a moment. Tune in to the life current inside your skin. Sorry, no electronic devices allowed for this exercise. No distractions, please. When you stop and look inside, you'll notice ... YOU'RE ALIVE, BRUH! And, it's electric!

In other words, there's a flow. So, Pilgrim, let me ask you this: How's your flow? Really. I know it's a cute way to put it, but when you settle quiet and look for it, it's there. Maybe too there-there, maybe. Lot going on in that we don't pay much attention. But, ignorance is not an excuse. It's good to feel. To feel good. And, let's be clear; when I say feel good, I mean that you can feel what's there to be felt. Real good. [Don't mean you have to like it though.]

Let's pause. If you've read this far you may be wondering where's this going? I am too, BTW. But, this is "Wronski's Wramblings". I'll get you there. If you want to "Cut to the Chase" or "Jump the Shark", let me give you a little taste of my smack: Those imbalances you carry around with you in the makeup of your body ... those self-identified and cherished thought/feeling "notes" seemingly written in stone on the sheet music of your life ... they are nothing more than the force of Gravity flowing through points of resistance in the structural fabric of your body ... and, what's more, they make a sound that resonates throughout the system bodywide ... and, what's more-more, that "electronic" song you sing is heard around the world; across the universe. Further complicated by the mistaken assumption that that is who you are. [Guess what? It's not!] Yet, here you are, just you doin' you. Until you recognize this error, you're just a one note Johnny, a one trick pony. A fake deck all with the same card.

So that's the situation. If you see it. Until you do, it's "Hey, that's just the way I am." Key point: there's a choice. What is that? Get things straight. Take out the resistance. Ohm my God! It's really that simple? Yes, it is. 

There's nothing to fear. 

I once met the funny man — as if — Garrison Keillor on the street in Manhattan. I pressed my spiel about Dr. Ida P. Rolf Method / Structural Integration on him. He said he knew people in California who where so laid back as a result of "getting Rolfed", he was worried that if he got into it he wouldn't be funny — as if]. I neglected to suggest that if he did, he'd actually be funnier. Moral of the story: We take the random set of imbalances we've acquired in our life history and make a living off them. I'd say that's a beggars bargain. DO YOU REALLY WANT TO LIVE!?

Getting the wiring straight don't mean you just play a single monotonous note. No frickin' way, Bruh! It means that you will have a choice on how you want to calibrate the amplifier. Capisce? Infinitudanally.

So now let's get into the subtle stuff. Those fractals, and sine waves.

It's like a pebble in a pond. You know how you toss in a pebble and the water resonates with ever increasing circles. Each with its amplitude and separation is a mirror image reflection of the shape and size of that what you tossed into it. Yes? 

Same with how the flowing force of Gravity comes up agin'st a "blockage" [read closed/tight/resistant] and, right there Johnny on the spot, there's a fractal created. Each one individual, as like snowflakes. And, like fractals will do, radiating outward in that individually unique shape energetically with the corresponding amplitude and duration. Simply put, our imbalances report as intensities of feeling on the range of "I can live with that" to "stop the world I want to get off". And, like when you are emotional, others pick up on it too. 

Another way to express about this flow of Gravity is to call it the Life Force. If you want to get metaphysical, you can call it "Spirit". And we all know what that Spirit is. It's Love. And, as the Beatles said it, "All you need is Love".

 

The Way of Walking Alone — DOKKODO — Miyamoto Musashi

 

My Life is Played in Beatles Songs

Imagine that! The Beatles got it right. Got me, all right!

There's a place in Central Park in New York City called Strawberry Fields. Yoko was instrumental in the creation of that memorial garden soon following John's death.

When I worked on the Upper East Side on nice days I would walk to home on the Upper West Side through Central Park. I liked to pause and sit and watch the passing parade on one of the benches at the entrance to the Park at West 72nd Street, just opposite the Dakota Apartments. John and Yoko lived there. That spot was also the entrance to Strawberry Fields.

Prominent at that peaceful oasis there on the walkway is a large mosaic, circular and with "IMAGIN" prominently in the center.

On a quiet weekday once around the time that Strawberry Fields was newly created I visited, and was alone there. I stepped to the center of that mosaic. Imagine! A surge of energy went through me, like a rocket ship. I think it made a swooshing sound. Powerful. Unexpected. Surprising. And, then, that was that. Nothing more to say. There I was. Must've been a life changing moment. Don't ask me how. I don't know. Just an amazing experience.

One other time I was sitting alone with no one around except a young mother nursing her baby on the bench opposite me. I never before, or since, saw such a lovely thing as that. 

I just got it! Those Beatles. In my life! Again.

Lessons from Rebecca

I once new a young woman named Rebecca. Her deal was walking around under a cloud labelled "NOTHING SEEMS TO WORK". Her conversation was larded with that neurotic ground strata. Her facial expression; posture too. Defeated by impossibility.

Like the guy who runs into the emergency room at a hospital screaming at the top of his lungs, "I can't breathe! I can't breathe!". No amount or manner of pointing out the obvious does any good. You know, in order to scream like that you need to have breath. Yet, he's convinced otherwise.

Young, forlorn Rebecca was in the same self-set trap. No amount or manner of telling her that her mental position ITSELF was the obstacle. 

When you see that operating in an individual you may choose different approaches. Only to get yourself trapped into that self-defeating kabuki. Getting inveigled into a dance where you try your best to help the situation with remedies of one sort or another. Or, you go for the jugular, and point out the ground of being position where if nothing seems to work, then nothing will work. Endless pursuit of remedies; but, to no avail. Until that "Nothing Seems To Work" idea gets released. And, until then, nothing seems to work. 

Capische?

It's easy to see such fallacies held by others. But, what does what I see in those others show me? About me?

The epiphany for me has been seeing how that which I clearly see operating in others is in fact operating in me. Not just as an idea. But, to see it directly. The many and sundry attempts to break through that wall of nothing working has left me behind my own wall of nothing working. 

The salvation is in seeing the falseness of that position. The falseness of seeing the holding of that position. The falseness of holding itself.

Aren't we all just a little too tired of dragging our hearts around?

Healer ... heal thyself.

PS ... The surname given me is "David". Middle name, "Daniel". So, like my namesakes of yore, don't count me out. I've discovered that accepting that I hold "Nothing Seems To Work" as a life filter ... in that acceptance there is workability.