11 December 2005

Slippage

Slipping is a mysterious business. When someone slips you it feels that having known precisely where they are, suddenly they are gone, only to appear somewhere else almost instantly. It’s as though they have leapt through space and time. I suspect that this ability stems from working on other levels than the obvious one. A rough and simplistic depth line would be body, energy, spirit, heart, soul. Each underpins its predecessor and flowers from its successor. Mind can stem from any really – it depends how deeply you feel. I remember dear old Chris Brown – so uneducated that the rational process, which lets face it is quite unnatural, used to fill him with such anxiety and stress that it would feel that someone was moving the furniture around the room whenever he tried to think. However, when he was left to his own devices his mind would erupt from his other faculties quite beautifully and appropriately. If the person you are working with is operating on a deeper level, then their presence, on the operational level you are working, will feel ephemeral and misty and will be constantly slipping. Relaxation is simply slipping down a level on the depth line. So we relax the body to connect with our energy, etc. So if your partner is constantly slipping you it may feel that they are being clever and evasive, but really they are challenging you to their level which just requires you to relax. Unfortunately, working with a more advanced person can be disconcerting and the last thing on your mind is relaxation, especially when working with your teacher, who will always toy effortlessly with you. However, if you manage to suppress your natural fear in such a situation and relax just a little then the other will draw you into their space. It’s the nature of communication to want to happen, so to avoid it or miscommunicate (not hear) actually requires a lot of effort and always comes from not taking the other for what they are; projecting aspects of yourself onto the situation. We always create our own reality, so it’s entirely up to you whether it’s a beautiful one or an ugly one.

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