Not much news AT-wise lately; my teacher is moving house, so I haven't had lessons for some weeks. That's okay, I find that I finally have the discipline to lie down every once in a while and listen to myself, even though the last weeks have been extremely stressful, both workwise and privately. The stress doesn't disappear, I'm still my usual worrysome self, but at least I now know that I have a way out, and that it's my own responsibility to take care of myself.

I still have my Chi Gong lessons every week, and one thing made me think. We do a lot of energy-moving exercises. I noticed that when my Chi Gong teacher explains these exercises, he always uses the word 'imagine', as in 'imagine you have a ball of energy in your hands. Now imagine we slowly move the ball.' When I just started Chi Gong, I didn't feel anything. But as time went by, I started feeling this energy as two spots in the palms of my hands, and later as an actual ball. And now, I'm reaching the point where I can't even imagine not feeling it.

I find this remarkable. If my teacher had told me that there were energy balls, I would never have believed him. But by imagining energy balls, they became a reality for me. Imagine is a funny word; it takes away the need for things to be logical, and therefore opens up a whole new range of possibilities that I might otherwise never have accepted to be possibly true. Which only shows how I am limited, not by what is possible, but by what I think is possible in my reality.

This is it, I don't believe in coincidence anymore! I've been quite restless this weekend, checking the internet for a holiday of some sorts, preferrably in combination with AT. I was thinking of flying to Bristol, but wasn't sure whether I'd like it. Just returned home from work and lo & behold: a letter from Switserland with an announcement of a sequel to the Engelberg workshop. Cool!

"Gravity is a habit that is hard to shake off."

Not some ancient sage, but good old Terry Pratchett in Small Gods.