Tantalizer 275: Premonitions - From New Scientist #826, 28th December 1972 [link] “Methinks I am a prophet new inspir’d”, says John of Gaunt in Act II of Shakespeare’s King Richard II. I...
Saturday, October 07, 2006
Thank you for your patience during this break in transmission.
Normal service will resume as soon as possible...
In fact I hope that now I really am back.
Today we returned from a week away so there will be a few photos to see before I get back into posting any art. We spent the week in a holiday cottage in Cornwall. The whole estate is currently for sale if anyone has £1.8 million to spare! If it were mine I'd turn the cottage we were staying in into a studio...
So what you wonder have I been doing to keep me from blogging for several months?
In June, for the last two weeks I was on retreat. In July, August, September I've been working on myself to improve my health - I was using energy medicine which always sounds far too weird when explained so I won't try - but a consequence of it was that I was using all my creativity in working out what to do with nothing to spare for any art or blogging. Several interesting things did happen and I will blog about them later. For now I'll just relate one synchronicity that occurred.
A couple of weeks ago the work that I was doing on myself came up with the phrase:
H.K. is Health Kinesiology and is something I first experienced on my birthday in 1997. It was so transformative that I trained in it, although until then I'd not trained in any alternative therapy of any sort. I practised on anyone who would let me for a couple of years after I'd trained but then I stopped being able to get "energy permission" to work. So that was the end of my potential new career... One of the people I'd swapped with during that time was the woman who'd first done H.K. on me. I hadn't seen her since I'd stopped doing H.K. on others, sometime in 2000.
Having done this work on transcending H.K. I went down to my local Amnesty bookshop which is one of my regular haunts. I'd found a couple of interesting looking books but I felt that there was something else. I lurked for a while. In fact I think the chap behind the desk, who was new and didn't know me, began to give me odd looks. Then I heard someone bring in a bag of books and say a couple of words - I recognised the rich South African tones of the woman who'd first done H.K. on me. I dropped the books I'd been considering and rushed out of the shop to catch her.
She had stopped H.K. sometime ago too - because she didn't like the advanced courses. So there we were closing the circle.
And its relevant to this posting as I've been waiting to begin blogging again, not sure what I was waiting for, knowing that I would start again... but now I've suddenly found myself wanting to take photos and thinking about art... its time and here I am...