I would also like to write about the haptic desert of contemporary life, the frictionless surfaces and voice activated and wave-on world in which we are sleep walking. I do not think the sense of touch is given anywhere near as much import as is necessary and have an inkling this is impoverishing our learning environments, our living spaces, even our metaphorical choices and language due to the physical ruts our bodies are being funnelled towards. ('Haptic' is a useful word and is to touch what 'visual' is to sight, or 'aural' is to sound).
Swipe left, swipe right, click here for more pics, only a three minute read. Tl;dr...
Unlikely on this blog. So, today I will mostly be putting down intrusive thoughts, for the 21st year, whilst attempting to stay connected, attentive, relaxed and in motion or stillness, as appropriate, with 15 or so other wonderful people who have also chosen to come to Fetternear Hall and do this strange, difficult paradoxical thing. I shall write more later.
Sword exercise to train awareness to the end of the sword.
Staff practice, adjusting the supporting hand with pressure from the partner.
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