1 the ability of a substance or object to spring back into shape; elasticity
2 the capacity to recover quickly from difficulties; toughness
I wanted to tell you about a recent event that showed me, in practical and personal terms, just how valuable these years I have spent involved with the Alexander Technique have been. This experience was amazing. I would not be well and healthy today were it not for this work. I might not even be alive!
A few days ago, upon getting out of bed, I was walking down a staircase (one which I have used without accident for 31 years). It was about 8:45 AM and the cat wanted to go out of the room. I have a large loft and my bed is up on a very big deck, high above the lower level. The stairs are steep and there is no railing. Somehow, as I went down from the top step to the next one, I tripped, and in an instant, I was falling. (You can see the layout in the photograph.)
I fell backwards and to the left, over the screen with the glass panels at the top, onto the laundry basket on top of a chest of drawers, and then bounced off that basket, splat onto the floor!
You should have seen the look on the cats face!
As I fell, time slowed way down, as if it were all happening in slow motion. First, I realized that my neck was free; that is, I did not think to free it, I just noted it was free. Then, I felt my cell phone fly out of my hand and I thought, “Damn it! I will need another phone now.” Then I felt the lower right side of my sacrum whack against what must have been the laundry basket. Then, I felt the floor.
Never was I panicked. I was totally calm and composed, and I noticed that I was. I thought to myself, “Just stay there and not move at all.” While remaining still, I slowly scanned through myself and realized that, by astonishingly good fortune, nothing was broken. I remembered that my housekeeper was due to arrive very soon; this was a comforting thought.
Slowly, I went to all fours. Again slowly, I got up. I was fine, not one break. Though I knew I would be very sore. I went to get ice packs and I lay on my Alexander table for 20 minutes with the ice, considering what I would do for the day. Would I be up to a train trip at 10 AM out to a horse barn to meet a pupil and see her ride? I decided, “Yes I could,” so, off I went. I returned later in the afternoon and taught two lessons.
I was supposed to go out Salsa dancing with a friend that evening. I considered whether that would be wise; my back was not happy from the fall, my limbs were badly bruised, and the right side of my face and head had suffered a great blow from the fall. We went to a movie instead.
I was very lucky, no doubt about that. But I was also supple and free and in such a state of equilibrium in general, that I was able to be resilient; the Technique gave me the tools to cultivate this resilience and to capitalize upon it. I was shown again how wonderful this work is.
I see so many older people who have become stiff and awkward and bent over with age in large part because of a lifetime of terrible habits of use. Had I not invested these many years in the study and refinement of my own use, had I lacked resilience, a bad accident like this (one that could happen to any of us at any time) might have put me into a total decline.
In ending, I am reminded of a lovely man I know who studied with F.M. himself. This man said, “Alexander taught me how to be upright, downright, forthright, and to move easily in any direction.”
Talk about facing a thing that can put you wrong and dealing with it differently!
G.B. Shaw had this to say about luck:
“Undoubtedly good and bad luck exists, but Good Luck has a habit of favoring the intelligent and turning her back upon the stupid.”
Those railings are being installed this week!