Mastery Emerges From the Details

Do you know what a CTA is?

How about a USP? or the why biz consultants say “The riches are in the niches”? Have you heard the Prince of Print’s story about the hungry crowd?

I’d wager that 80% of those biz owners – whose businesses have lasted longer than 5 years, have seen growth of 20% or greater, and are heading for another stellar year – could easily answer my questions.

Can you?

He was their last hope, the desperate solution, the final wacky choice before the lid of their coffin was fastened over the top of their finally resting heads.

And of course – as we know – FM came through.

In January 2016 I am coming to London with a team of teachers to answer the question this blog is posing. We've even set up a free online course at this link to warm you up! I also endeavour to answer this question below...

Alexander’s discoveries are my passion; they have been my life and work since the age of 20, and I intend to be living and teaching them up to my last breath.

I have been writing about group teaching in my last two blogs. This is my last post on that.*

Actually, these three blogs are based on a series of 3 emails sent to Alexander teachers living in the UK about a Symposium ATSuccess has organised for Jan/Feb 2016 in London. It kicks off with a free online course (click here to join).

Back in the day when I was training in London during the 70s, group teaching was considered a cheaper, lower grade version of learning Alexander's discovery. Some people still think this way. This wisdom is premised on the idea that giving pupils’ an experience is king: what you are teaching is a sensation.

I agree - when your primary means of education is first to deliver an exceptional experience, then prolonged physical contact with a pupil is pretty much essential. This in turn leads to a world of “hands on” and intensive one on one teaching.

Ending two years of Roundtable Masterminds with Perry Marshall in Chicago.

It’s 4.49am, wide awake, bag packed – having just posted this to Facebook:

I hate sitting near a loud talker in a café when I am alone, don’t you?

I get distracted by listening to any stranger going “blah, blah, blah” about “whatever”.

This week, I came across just that kind of person in the Poinciana Café in Mullumbimby, and then an amazing thing happened…

Years ago I was having dinner in a restaurant in Paris with a dear friend of the time, when a serial killer in the guise of a French intelligence officer strolled over and, uninvited, began intruding on our dinner conversation.