Saturday, August 29, 2026

๐ˆ๐ ๐ง๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐†๐ซ๐š๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ? ๐’๐ญ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ˆ๐ญ!


๐๐”๐„๐’๐“๐ˆ๐Ž๐๐„๐‘ [๐]: “๐†๐ซ๐š๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ ๐€๐œ๐ž”, ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐จ๐ง’๐ญ ๐š๐๐๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐š๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐๐š๐ฒ, ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐š๐ ๐ค๐ž๐ž๐ฉ ๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐ง ๐š๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ง ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐‡๐ฎ๐ฆ๐š๐ง ๐š๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐†๐ซ๐š๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ?

“๐†๐‘๐€๐•๐ˆ๐“๐˜ ๐€๐‚๐„” [“๐†๐€”]: ๐–๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ, ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ’๐ฌ ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ž๐ซ ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐š๐ฒ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ซ๐จ๐จ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐จ๐›๐ฏ๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐š๐œ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ž ๐‡๐ฎ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ฌ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐›๐ž๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐š๐ฅ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐š ๐œ๐จ๐จ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐„๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ก’๐ฌ ๐ž๐ง๐ž๐ซ๐ ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ž๐ฅ๐. ๐€๐ฌ ๐ƒ๐ซ. ๐ˆ๐๐š ๐. ๐‘๐จ๐ฅ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฆ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ญ๐ž๐: “๐–๐ž ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐š๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐†๐ซ๐š๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ”. ๐”๐ง๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐œ๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ฒ, ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ. ๐€๐ง๐, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐จ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ž ๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ž ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ. ๐€๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐†๐ซ๐š๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ, ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ž ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐œ๐ค ๐›๐ซ๐ข๐œ๐ค๐ฌ, ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ง๐ž๐ญ, ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ž ๐›๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฌ, ๐ก๐š๐ง๐  ๐š ๐ฉ๐ข๐œ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐จ๐ง ๐š ๐ฐ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ง๐ฌ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐œ๐ก๐จ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐†๐ซ๐š๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐œ๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ง๐ ๐š๐ ๐ž๐. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ž๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ž ๐›๐š๐ฅ๐š๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐š ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐ญ๐ž ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐›๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ, ๐ง๐จ ๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ง๐

๐๐ฎ๐ญ, ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐š ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐š๐ง๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐จ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ ๐ข๐œ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ซ๐๐ž๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐ง, ๐ข๐ญ’๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž. ๐’๐“๐Ž๐ ๐ˆ๐“!

[๐]:๐‡๐จ๐ฐ? ๐‡๐จ๐ฐ ๐๐จ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ข๐ง๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐๐ฎ๐š๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ข๐ญ?

[“๐†๐€”]: ๐ƒ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ... ๐“๐š๐ค๐ž ๐š ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐ฌ๐ž๐š๐ญ, ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐š ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž. [๐‹๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐š๐ง ๐„๐ ๐ฒ๐ฉ๐ญ๐ข๐š๐ง.] ๐€๐ง๐, ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž. ๐…๐จ๐ซ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐  ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐š๐ซ๐ž. ๐€ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ž ๐š๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ, ๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐š๐ซ๐ฅ๐ฒ. ๐Œ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐ข๐ญ ๐š ๐ก๐š๐›๐ข๐ญ. ๐†๐ซ๐š๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐จ ๐ข๐ญ’๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ค. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ’๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ž. ๐€๐ง๐, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ’๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ž๐ง๐, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐š๐ฆ๐ž: ๐’๐“๐Ž๐ ๐ˆ๐“! ๐๐ฎ๐ญ, ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐›๐ž๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐š๐œ๐œ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ž๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐Ÿ, ๐š๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž๐ง๐ญ, ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐›๐ฅ๐ž๐ฆ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ’๐ฏ๐ž ๐›๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฒ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฏ๐ž ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฆ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฏ๐ž๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ’๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ž.

๐ƒ๐จ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐š๐ง๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง?

[๐]: ๐๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ?

[“๐†๐€”]: ๐๐จ๐ฐ, ๐ ๐จ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐๐จ ๐ข๐ญ! ๐Š๐š๐ฉ๐ข๐ฌ๐œ๐ก๐ž?








Thursday, August 27, 2026

๐–๐ž ๐Œ๐š๐ฒ ๐‹๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐ข๐ง ๐ˆ๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐“๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ ...

 

We May Live in Interesting Times ...

In these time we may be living under the spell of an assumption that science and technology give us all there is to know. You tell me! God? Not a shred of scientific evidence. You gotta prove it!

[As if God needed proof!] 

What is the "God" anyway? A Patriachal figure seated on a throne in a Heaven? That's one way to look at it. Biblically, in particular. These times, however, we're clued into the Quantum Harmonic Coherent Resonance — or something like that — what's more "scientific". Let's not get into making "God" nothing but a conversation piece. Net, net ... "That What's At the Center of it All". Okay?

And, by the way ... prayer. If the Creator created us Humans with speech, don't you think He's ["She's" for you wokeys] isn't approachable with your words? 

More. And — Danke Mein Gott im Himmel — science and technology will always be smart and capable enough to solve problems we create as they may show up. Even the unintended lousy consequences of actions undertaken with little forethought. In other words, “No need to be too careful on policy, we can fix it on the back end”. Only, it better take well to a good spin with the Hoi Polloi. [So we elect likeable dummies.]

Going a step further ... Perhaps the powers that be [READ: Those prominent in the public eye attempting to enlist the Populusque Romanus in their narrative frame.] they are just doing some good old-fashioned "Magical Thinking". That is, the kind of thinking that lives in its own exclusive self-created frame that is based on the idea that if a sufficient majority of people buy into it [the narrative], well, that's what reality will be. Of course, we know about that; it’s called political propaganda.

No, but I'm referring the kind of "Magical Thinking" that has it that reality for us is what someone we are conditioned to believe in decides it should be. Who for all we know most likely will be in full-blown egohood mode, and believing that they can manipulate the public consciousness so completely that they can wield the power of manifestation through the collective supportive energy. Like, reality is what you not only say it is, but things show up just the way you want. Literally. [A Ferrari in the garage in the morning. If not sooner.]

BTW. I believe such power of manifestation is in fact possible for us Humans. But, only on the Creator-instilled proviso that what we want to show up in our reality is in line with the Way of Things. There is such a thing as the Word of God. One who hears it acts accordingly. Acts well. “Well” being for the good of all. Oh, no! Now we get to debate over what is "good for all"? Well!

What’s really interesting about these times is that we’re becoming aware of all this going on. Not just playing the game, seeing the game for what it is. A game. Once seen ... now we can change the rules.

 

 

 

 

 

Friday, August 21, 2026

๐’๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐๐ž๐ฐ ๐“๐จ ๐Š๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐€๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐€๐ง๐š๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฒ ... ๐€๐ง๐, ๐’๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐„๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐๐ž๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ

Not everyone is a student of Human Anatomy. But ... 

But, as a Human you have an anatomy, so it might be a good idea for you to have some familiarity with it. Like you probably drive a car. No need to know how to time the ignition, or adjust the valves; but some knowledge is helpful; some even necessary. The pedal on the right is to go. The one to the left, that's to stop. A third pedal? If you have a third pedal, hat's of to you; you know from what that's for. You OG. Kapische?

Knowledge, not just the intellectual/conceptual elements as taught in school; but the actual/perceptual knowing. How it feels. Just like driving that motor vehicle. We each have some level of knowledge of how cars work; but, with your hands on the wheel it's a direct experience. If you're into cars, then there's a whole romance to it. The responsiveness of the drivetrain, handling, the sounds, road feel through the suspension, torque. Like that. At least it used to be an experience, before the smooth and silent electrical drives and the self driving variants; the latter which are basically glorified shipping containers. But, even those ... it's an experience; even though who really will probably never know how that "self-driving" AI even works?

So, stick around. If only for the superlative prose. You might learn something that'll suit you down the "road". See what I did there ... "road". As in driving a car, as in the "road" of life. Kapische?

Okay. So let's get anatomical. [That's what she said.] 

Okay, okay ...

Basic Human anatomy: an aggregate of labels for a lot of identifiable parts. Arms, legs. Hips, shoulders. Torso, neck, and head. On the inside, muscles, bones, organs, blood vessels, nerves, blood, and guts. Systems: Muscular, Skeletal, Circulatory, Nervous, Digestive, Endocrine, Integumentary [skin, hair, nails], Respiratory, Urinary, Cardiovascular, Lymphatic, Reproductive. 

That's the short course. Of course, any one of those on the list has a whole library full of scientific study and documentation each. I'll leave you to delve as you will.

Did I leave anything out? No? 

Well, yes! 

The Fascial System. Which is comprised of, you guessed it ... "Fascia". Duh! 

You heard of it? Probably not. Just today I spoke with a high school Biology teacher. Fascia? Huh?  No wonder. It's always been there, but just like the way science progresses, it's an evolution. Hasn't been on the Biology study menu much; that is, not until recently. 

First, what is this "Fascia"?

Fascia is what we call the soft connective tissue network what holds everything together. Dr. Ida P. Rolf, considered "The Mother of Fascia" — so named for how her eponymous work first spotlighting the Fascial System — referred to it as the "Organ of Structure". And, by structure, we're talking relationship. The Fascia is a bodywide continuous "fabric" going from under the skin and down to the bones; it convers and interpenetrates everything. Every muscle, muscle bundle, down to the muscle cell wall. And, every organ. Even the brain. If it weren't for Fascia the body would be like just a sack of Potatoes. Fine for Potatoes, but us Humans we like to get around some. To be blunt, if you took away the bones, just like a pile of shit. But, Mother Nature put the stuffing in it and now Fascia is the shizz. Look up one David Lesondak, he's Tha Shiznit on Fascia. But, when it comes to "Gravity" and how it powers livin' da dream ... your "Gravity Ace" is the Man.

Not until recently there's now getting serious focus on Fascia as a distinctly important tissue, and as a system in itself. Until around now it hadn't received that much scientific or clinical/medical attention. Now it's Gangbusters. And, now ... now everybody is talking about it, working with Fascia. Working on Fascia. Releasing Fascia. Exercising Fascia. Sculpting Fascia. Stretching Fascia. "Fascia Fitness." There's even a gizmo, "Fascia Blaster". Some call those into this as a study, "Fascianistas". Be sure to pick up a copy of The Fascia Connection by Fascia wunderkind extraordinaire, David Lesondak. But, don't expect to find anything at all on Dr. Rolf's ideas on the Gravity factor. He's been trained in a variant of her work, and makes his bread and butter on therapeutic applications. Alas, no mention of her being credited as "The Mother of Fascia". For that, here's a link where the award winning video documentary "Ida Rolf Mother of Fascia"can be accessed along with other written resources.

Let's jump the shark right now, and cut to the chase. What's it do?  Fascia in its role of holding things together and keeping things in their right place is functionally like the pulp of an Orange. Imagine all those juicy drops of citrus are like muscles each enveloped with a Fascial surround; and the skin of the Orange, like your skin ... there you've got a pretty good idea of what is Fascia. Maybe even consider those thickish bits separating the Orange segments to be like dem bones. 

Kapische?

So, why's this Fascia stuff important? It used to be just the stuff you had to clear away to get to the good stuff, like those organs and muscles and bones and all the rest of what goes on in the Human body. But, science evolves, and we now are looking into Fascia like the optimistic kid who is so eager to have a pony he's sorting through a pile of horse shit. "There's gotta be a pony in here somewhere!"

You see what I just did there? It's a poke at the let's-all-jump-on-the-bandwagon of gushing enthusiasm making Fascia the next new shizz. It's all the talk among researchers and clinicians who offer manual therapies. There's a keen interest, but with a narrow focus; so much so, that even students of Dr. Rolf's peerless and definitive method who are writing extensively about Fascia but in their enthusiasm forget to relate that to the larger issue. Which is? Which is how the Gravitational field of the Earth is the central overarching organizing factor for healthful, balanced living. 

How did Gravity get into the picture? Good question. The Creator is ultimately responsible. Talk about intelligent design! Let's just say that without it Fascia would be gravy. You know how when you roast a Turkey the connective tissue melts and you make gravy. I do like to wramble, but I'm not gonna get into a recipe for such. Look it up. 

And, let's add how such balance in respect to the demands of Gravity is a factor in peak performance and full creative expressiveness. Makes common sense, right? You wouldn't want to keep driving your car with the front end out of alignment. The body is a vehicle too. Gravity lends itself to metaphor. It's like the road we travel. The medium for Humans just like water is for fish. And you know if you take a fish out of the water for too long, well, it gets fishy. We could get into a side bar discussion on space travel, and the effects of weightlessness. As far as Gravity goes, not even smarty pants Elon Musk knows from what we're talking about here. If you know him, pass it along. Heck, that guy wants to go to Mars, and Humans have yet to realize their innate potential to live in a healthy relationship to Earths Gravitational field. Sometimes you can be too smart. As in, you know so much, you can't see what you don't know. The Wise Ones say all knowledge is ignorance. Chew on that Fascia why don't you.

But, and alas. Even now with seven international conferences since 2006 on Fascia research, we've arguably still not made that essential point. 

Which is ...


At least not enough to register on the top of mind radar. That's my research of one, but I'd bet a bundle it's pretty smack on the money. Maybe not even in mind if prompted with some clues. Even now, if this is all new to you, it's probably not gonna sink in right away. You know it took a bit to figure out the Sun doesn't revolve around the Earth. It just looks that way. So, Fascia. You can't see it, so the grokking of it may take a few takes, or more. You do know that the Sun doesn't circle the Earth?


Let's put two and two together. There's Fascia, there's Gravity. 


So?

The Fascial System is a three dimensional fabric/matrix rich in microscopic interconnected collagen protein fibers. Knit together as a fabric. But three dimensional. Bodywide it provides tensile support under the tensioning effect of the action of Gravity. 

This now gets us back to Dr. Ida P Rolf. You may have heard of her work, originally nicknamed Rolfing. Now it's a field in itself: Dr. Ida P. Rolf Method Structural Integration. "Structural Integration", if brevity is your thing. 

The main idea is this: the Human body has the ability to form and reform in response to patterns of use ... and misuse. It's plastic. 

Here's an example from my own family. Uncle Stash. Not the brightest iteration of the clan. Round shoulders, flat forehead. When you ask him a question he reliably will shrug his shoulders. Gets the answer, slaps his forehead. We are shaped by our experience(s).

Fascia is not just elastic like a rubber band, but plastic: as in it takes shape, and can be reshaped. That last point. A biggy. I can be reshaped. Of, if you're a youngster, can be taught is that direction. Who taught you to stand, to sit, to walk. Basic stuff. We're self-taught. And just take a gander at the variations on that one standard theme. We go to school, but who teaches proper body usage. It doesn't show up automatically. It's learned.

Good News! 

Capitalizing on that plasticity the method Structural Integration uses manual pressure and movement coaching in a sequential series training program to foster a reorganization toward balance of the entire body. The goal is to conform the arrangement of the body to the basic standard(s) for all physical structures. In the architectural design and the building trades the well known term is "Plumb & Square". The Human body is a structure, and as any Anatomist knows from day one, the design of the body calls for up and down vertical alignment with symmetries and everything nice and level. 


It's easy to assume we're talking about keeping one's balance. That's a thing, of course. What we're talking about is the balance of the makeup of the body as a whole. How the parts fit and work together. Structurally. And integrated. Not just integrated as a body as such, but the whole integrated within the Gravitational field of the Earth. Basic ecology really. How your body stacks under the influence of Gravity. Literally.

We all intuitively understand this from playing stacking blocks as young children. 

Until recently this whole proposition has not received any purchase in either the professional or on the stoop at the street level imagination. Dr. Rolf planted her flag on in solid ground. And, also sehr importante, it's been unrecognized that the Human body has the capacity to learn such balance; and to restore such balance when things get out of whack.

Per Dr. Rolf: "Some individuals may perceive their losing fight with gravity as a sharp pain in their back, others as the unflattering contour of their body, others as constant fatigue, yet others as an unrelentingly threatening environment. Those over forty may call it old age. And yet all these signals may be pointing to a single problem so prominent in their own structure, as well as others, that it has been ignored: they are off balance, they are at war with Gravity."


So, where's the pony, Fascia-wise? It's right there. Do this. Sit down on a firm flat surface chair. Loose and natural. Look inside. The force of Gravity is creating signals you can feel. It's called enteroception. To cooperate with Gravity's organizing way, just be with what's going on. Breathe. Do like Lennon and McCartney suggest ... "Let it be".

Try it. You'll see. Stay with it, though stay with it daily for a while. This may be new territory. Get used to it. You'll like it. 

That's the Gravity "Pony"!

And, you are very welcome!





Sunday, August 16, 2026

๐–๐š๐ข๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ข๐ญ ... "๐‡๐š๐ฅ๐ค๐š! ๐‡๐š๐ฅ๐ค๐š!"

 


 

๐ƒ๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐–๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐“๐ข๐ฆ๐ž "๐Œ๐ž๐๐ข๐ญ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ " ...

 


STOP TRYING TO SILENCE YOUR MIND 
TILOPA’S RADICAL SECRET

What if the very person trying to become silent is the reason silence never comes?

We have been taught to fight thoughts, control the mind, suppress distractions, and somehow force ourselves into meditation. But Tilopa’s Mahamudra teaching points in almost the opposite direction.

Thought appears — let it appear.
Thought disappears — let it disappear.

Don’t chase it. Don’t fight it. Don’t turn it into an enemy.

The moment you struggle against the mind, another layer of mind has already appeared: the controller. One thought is trying to defeat another thought, and we call that meditation.

Tilopa’s instruction is radically simple: stop interfering.

His famous Six Words of Advice have been translated along the lines of: don’t recall, don’t imagine, don’t think, don’t examine, don’t control — rest. Another traditional rendering concludes by pointing toward allowing the mind to settle by itself. (Unfettered Mind)

This does not mean violently stopping thought. It points toward releasing our involvement with thought—neither feeding it nor struggling against it. The Ganges Mahamudra Instructions similarly teach relaxing in the mind’s natural, unaltered condition rather than manufacturing another state. (Lotsawa House)

When there is nothing to suppress, nothing to follow, and nobody desperately trying to become peaceful, something extraordinary becomes visible:

Silence was never created.
It was underneath the struggle all along.

Source: Inspired by Tilopa’s Mahamudra teachings, particularly the Six Words of Advice (Six Nails) and The Ganges Mahamudra Instructions. The quote in the image is a modern interpretive paraphrase inspired by Tilopa’s teaching, not a verified verbatim quotation from Tilopa. (Unfettered Mind/Facebook)



Saturday, August 15, 2026

๐’๐จ, ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐Œ๐ž ๐–๐ซ๐จ๐ง๐  ..

"Anything I might say someone can be prove me wrong. So, now that you know I'm wrong, we have nothing to disagree about." This I got for the great teacher Dr. Serge Gracovetsky who opened his scientific presentation so charmingly with this statement at the First International Fascia Research Congress in 2007.

Who likes being wrong? 

That would be ... well, nobody. Who likes being right? I assume you're intelligent enough to know the answer to that question. Am I right? 

So here we are, everybody is right. Thinks so, anyway. Oh, those that disagree with me, they're wrong. But, to them, they're the right ones; and I'm ... you guessed it. That would be an emphatic, wrongo! Goes with the name, "Wronski".

Am I right?

There's a problem with being right. Not like right about what side of the road to drive on, or which way to unscrew that pickle jar. Not that functional stuff we all have a consensus agreement about. Right as in "most certainly I am" about the conceptual, political, theoretical, scientific stuff. What's it all about kind of stuff.

If you want to get a snootful of righteousness need I get into the military conflicts currently raging? Or, how the medical/pharmaceutical/industrial complex is so all in on Chemistry. There's probably a pill to take for any which way you turn. Is there a pill for righteousness? Side effects? We'll cover the voice over in those ubiquitous commercials with some breezy tunes and happy faces having fun.  "Don't take it if you're allergic to it." Legals are covered. Ask you Doctor. After all he's an expert. Translate: he's right.

It's that certitude don't allow for anything new to get in. Like there's no other way to look at it. Certainly not anything contrary which disproves the position. "Right", after all, is just a position. Way on the other side of the teeter totter from "Wrong". The center just puts you on the fence. Or, so they say.

Beware of the certain ones. Not that they're not necessarily right, but that they're certitude has them in a lock. And, as any God-fearing Buddhist will tell you, things have a way of changing, most certainly. Even in science. All knowledge is provisional. Facts are facts, of course. Theories are workable, until they're not. The Earth was once considered the center of things. Easy to see how come that was the big idea. Then some smarty comes along and it turns out the Sun is. Galileo got into some hot water with the Catholic Church with that idea.

And who would vote for a candidate who claims to not know? The thing is though when you take the position of not knowing, this opens up the field to take in a wide view and seeing creative options, no clutter of certainties. This is not a new idea. It's been there all along. Buried, perhaps, under the din of competing certitudes. 

They say a man who knows doesn't speak. Don't be taken in by the silent ones. They could just be gaming the system, pretending to know. Which is another way of showing the tell that they don't. But, do they know they don't know? That is a good question.

Here's the deal. When you put yourself in that "I don't know" place you find yourself in the most creative position. Nothing coloring your view. You can see all the possibilities in their own right. If you don't know, then you have to look at something or other afresh. This does not mean that everything you know is down the toilet. No. It's just that you're not clutching it in front of your eyes. It's there. To be drawn upon as needed. But, not forcing itself onto the screen. Then you can incorporate what you do know with a new possibility. This is intelligence. Something we might want to teach in the school curriculum of the youth. 

Capische?


๐ˆ๐ ๐ง๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐†๐ซ๐š๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ? ๐’๐ญ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ˆ๐ญ!

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