5.52am and there she is.

Old, dedicated lady - with an ancient Japanese brush broom - relentlessly scratching away the autumn leaves that accumulate daily.

Why does she do it?

I run alongside the Meguro river, and her section of the pathway is pristine. I see no home nearby, no institutions, no reason why she would be so obsessed about keeping her little section clean.

But she does. She is there every day I am there.

Don’t you love dogs?

I do. Because they love you. That’s all they do.

When you’re angry, they look sad.

When you’re happy, they wag their tail.

When you shout at them, they look worried.

They are waiting for you to love them again. And you can’t help it. You love them back. Their honest emotion and devotion, overcomes all resistance in your heart. You smile, melt before this all powerful channeler of love and say:

“Come here boy!”

and you get wet-licked all over your face.

What if a person was like that?

A number of kind readers picked up from my hospital blog, that my love affair with hospitals all started as a 2 year old boy, tied to a bed for 3 months. When asked about how I could have endured such a thing, I found my Self replying:

"The pain is at the heart of why I can keep going."

To do truly transform your life, it's an advantage to have a death wish.

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

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.

What a weird day.

I got just what I had been asking for, as I often ask in class:

"Does anyone have any questions, comments or complaints?"

It was inspired by my daughter Grace. When she was little, we used to play a game. She would complain to me. I would look outraged. I would puff and blow my Self up to over- size, then bellow in a loud voice:

"Grace! How dare you behave this way!!

Stop behaving like a 5 year old!!!"

And then Grace - with a little sparkle on her face - would quickly reply:

I’m hitting the stop button on my series of three.

Instead – today’s is Grace’s birthday, and it’s a good moment to reflect on my (and yours) mammalian instincts. These most often remain hidden to you, yet determine 99% of your actions.

That 1% is important: that 1% is Steve Jobs @ Apple. It’s Gandhi in India.

Conscious Constructive Guidance, the 1%.

As you live, injuries are natural part of living.

My right leg has been screaming at me these last few days, and I am wondering why.

Pains like this seem to mysteriously appear – an unexpected discomfort in a part of your movement system that seems to have no rhyme or reason. It’s irritating, consistent and defies your efforts to remedy it.

In cases like these, I whip out my “detective” principle of movement analysis:

There is always a reason.

(Don’t believe Coca Cola’s “No Reason” - it’s bullshit.)

Alexander didn’t invent the concept of Constructive Conscious Guidance.

Siddhārtha beat him to that by twenty-five hundred years.

Sorry old man, but psycho-physical unity, debauched kinaesthesia, inhibition, direction and the power of habit were already well-worked concepts before Jesus first appeared on the planet.

Not new. Nor original.