My 18yo daughter graduates from school tomorrow.

Angelica stays late at school tonight - preparing pranks for us staid old baby-boomers who amble up in the morning.

How will they prank us?

By disrupting our habitual experience.

The world is full of disrupters. Every generation thinks theirs is the worst.

Back at the start of the 19th century, a train was a concept. When real trains showed up - slowly - it was a shocking. It revolutionized life. Suddenly - fruit could travel from one end of England to the other.

In a day!

My first crisis happened within 2 years of my 18 years of living in Japan happened in Kyoto,

Jaldhara had our young daughter Angelica in the pram, and had just said goodbye. I turned, and started heading down the escalator to go to Tokyo…

And I tripped. I tumbled down the stairs. And - by a remarkable confluence of unexpected factors - dislocated my arm. OUCH!

The worst part was being alone. Speaking no Japanese. Having no idea what to do next.

So I screamed. I screamed as loud as the air in my body would let me…

It's impossible not to be strategic, manipulative, plotting and Machiavellian, when you are unable to listen to the clear communication of another human being.

A case in point is the way I am continuing to treat my ex-partner, as if he were an animal needing to be re-captured. Despite his clear request to remain free.

As if he didn't know his own mind?

As if he can be tricked into thinking like mine?

How could I objectify another human being this way?

It's mammalian behaviour. It's how I am programmed to respond.

Desmond Morris, in his 1971 book Intimate Behaviour writes:

"If the monkey is a male, it will never again, as an adult, know the total intimacy of a loving bond. Until the day it dies, it will continue to exist in a loveless world of rivalries and partnerships, of competition and co-operation."

Isn't that the life of an increasing number of people today?

Reflecting on an end of intimacy I experienced recently, I wrote to a dear friend that I was mourning the loss of

How long would it take you to give 24 individual lessons to 20 people?

First off, would you work an 8 hour day?

If so, how many in the morning and afternoon? 8? 12? 16?

In my heyday, I gave 13 on average, 16 on a busy day. Now, I wouldn't dream of it. But 6 in the morning, and 4 in the afternoon, I could do that. 10 a day.

Could you do that?

Then keep reading.

Yes, now it's official.

An Australian doctor entered my name into Medibank's database as a "Chronic Back Pain Sufferer". She wanted me to benefit from the "5 funded sessions" that Medicare will grant me.

I didn't have the heart to tell the doctor that:

My recent dispatch declaiming the sacred sheen of Alexandrian inhibition brought forth some solid affirmations. Phew!

From Jane Buhler comes this nice summary of the original post, throwing in a declaim of another AT sacred cow…

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Have you ever noticed how many weird people are associated with our work?

The only reason I know this is because I am one. My teenage daughters say:

“dad, you're weird, sorry”

then they assure me...

I don’t mean to downplay Alexandrian inhibition – it is a critical piece, and fundamental to any enduring change process, no question. It’s also counter intuitive to many people, so fascinating.

Yes to all THAT.

Except there’s nothing particularly “Alexanderian” about inhibition.

Dan Kennedy, one of the seminal direct marketing figures – and not a very nice man – complained a long time ago about Professional groups of all kinds.

Dan was influential in the Chiropractic world – being one of the key figures orchestrating their extraordinary ascent into almost equal status with the medical Profession in the public’s eyes.

Chiropractic has become a legitimate medial alternative in a personal health crisis.

That’s called building incredible credibility.