Part of a letter expressing the desire for more precision in explaining Alexander work

A snippet from my past. I can’t even remember who I was writing to.

I have a lot of trouble with the whole notion that although there isn’t supposed to be a "right" way of working, we’ve still got to be on our guard against getting it "wrong"; yet nobody really knows what "wrong" is. I went to a five day workshop on "zero-balancing", which is a hands-on approach based on acupuncture, osteopathy and Rolfing! It’s suprisingly vigorous, in fact rather heavy handed, but the effects are of a delicate nature, and the explanation – the rationale behind it all – is wonderfully clear.

They work structurally but actually address the energy body, which they believe lies within the skeletal system. This seems a bit cranky, I know. Anyway, they (or we, since within five minutes we were all working with a confidence it would have taken about ten years to achieve in an Alexander training school) put hands on and make "an essential connection" with the client. "Assessment" is then carried out on "foundation joints", which are basically joints with little or no independant movement: ie, the sacro ileac joint and most of the vertebra. "Fulcrums" are then applied, which is a traction like process that is held for several seconds and "allows the possibility of change". During those seconds the energy body is supposed to have a chance of reintegrating itself with the physical structure.

I realised when the bloke in charge described the Alexander Technique, in passing, as a "pure energy approach", and at that precise moment virtually everyone else in the room, hearing the word "Alexander", sat up on their haunches, visibly stiffening, how little we really know about what we are doing; and how out of synch our reputation for "posture" is with our concept of "direction". In fact, how much of what happens during Alexander work is undocumented, unexplained and, possibly, accidental.

Anyway, I came away convinced we need to be more precise in our explanations – especially to ourselves – of what we’re doing.

I’m planning to put an advert in STATnews asking teachers to describe how they "work on themselves" (anonymously) for an article or booklet I’ll write: this is the crux of Alexander work; "working on each other" is all very well, but someone, somewhere along the line, has got to be hoisting themselves up by their own bootstraps, and I can’t believe everyone does it Adam’s way.

I visited a sports therapist recently for an old tennis injury and after I had removed my shirt he suggested I had a serious postural problem with a pronounced dowager’s hump and obviously taut trapezius muscle. I tried not to be too shaken by this and was pleasantly suprised five minutes into the remedial massage to hear him say my trapezius was actually in better tone than any he had worked on. I only hoped he was similarly misguided about my dowager’s hump.

Then I visited an acupuncturist for another stab at my hay fever. As I lay on my front in order to have the needles stuck in he prodded my spine and said my lack of lordosis and upper back curvature suggested I had had a serious back accident and must be in great pain. I do get twinges in my back, but generally it’s never felt better, and so I talked him into believing – or pretending to believe – that what he was viewing was an "Alexandered" body; and what he must be comparing it with was a standard made up of "normal" bodies, most of them with excessively pronounced curves. I hope I’m right.

I’ve now been on a horse ten times: five lessons, where I trailed along behind an instructor who told me to keep my heels down and imagine I was a tree; and five wild hacks with a friend where I’ve had my work cut out simply staying on. It is with a hollow laugh that I try and "apply" Alexandrian principles to riding: I haven’t got any spare attention for anything, what with my hands clenching the reins, my feet trying to stay in the stirrups, my groin quivering in anticipation of another ball crushing canter… Finally, I’ve realised that riding isn’t the passive process of sitting on a horse as it moves around that I fondly imagined it might be but the much more active one of moving with another living creature. I’m enjoying it, though: the sensation when you are moving – both physically and mentally – with the horse is marvellous.

Outline proposal for evening classes early in my teaching career

This was written a long time ago!

INTRODUCTION TO ALEXANDER TECHNIQUE

1: Become aware of unconscious harmful directions.

2: "Inhibiting" those.

3: Sending new useful directions.

"Means-whereby"

"Primary control"

Definition of jargon.

"Inhibition" simply means stopping sending unconscious harmful directions.

Brochure of a dozen or so pages.

1: The brain is continuously employed giving directions to the body. This is going on usually unconsciously.

Thus: to stand, and to continue to stand, requires continuous directions (unconscious) from my brain to my body. If those directions were to cease, I would no longer be able to stand. If I decide to sit, the directions alter and cause my body to go through the process of sitting.

2: The Alexander Technique attempts to bring the nature of these unconscious directions to our conscious attention.

Thus: while standing, or sitting, or engaging in any activity, I will, if I consider the matter at all – which is unusual – almost certainly notice that some of my directions from my brain to my body are harmful. I may not notice the extent of this at first; but lessons are designed to teach you the nature of these harmful directions. These harmful directions folow a universal pattern. They are most evident in movement, particularly a movement that involves any sort of forceful propulsion, such as sitting down or getting out of a chair. The pattern is commonly known as "the startle pattern" and will be familiar to many people as a typical reaction of fear and suprise. The neck usually tightens, the head is drawn down towards the shoulders, the shoulders hunch, the small of the back tightens, the spine shortens overall, the ribcage and stomach tighten and the breathing becomes shallow or non-existant; often the buttocks tighten and the thighs are drawn towards the pelvis. This pattern, while familiar to most people as something which occurs in extreme cases, is actually evident in the majority on a perpetual basis.

3: Having become aware, to however limited an extent, of the harmful nature of these previously unconscious directions, the next step is to stop such directions from being sent.

Thus: if I become aware that I am stiffening my neck, I can stop doing it. As I release my neck, my head will automatically release in what we call a "forward and up direction" (explain) and then the spine will naturally lengthen. This process of becoming aware of harmful unconscious directions and stopping such directions from being sent is known as "inhibition".

4: Progress depends on having enough lessons to bring you a clear awareness of where you are going wrong. To take it further you will need to learn to replace those inhibited previously unconscious harmful directions with new beneficial conscious directions. The more assidiously and often you do this the more effectively the Alexander Technique will work for you.

5: What is the point of it? Many, many problems are due to these unconscious directions, formed long ago as habits, causing physical tensions that bring unwanted symptons.

[I get much more of a buzz out of explaining the Technique than demonstrating it. I don’t find it easy to demonstrate: how does one demonstrate an intellectual concept?

About Inhibition

This is a letter I wrote to a colleague.

Thanks for your letter. I’m sorry not to have been able to discuss inhibition, or much else, the two times I’ve visited; but I don’t think even if the entire morning was given over to talking it would do much more than scratch the surface.

I’ve been busy recently which explains why I haven’t got around to writing. When your letter arrived I jotted down a few points which I thought were relevant and I’ll try and explain them.

Incidentally, although I agree we don’t have to convince each other, there’s no doubt Alexander meant something pretty specific by ‘inhibition’. If he was around to award people marks out of ten for their understanding of the term I think there would be a low pass rate; so it’s as well to at least try and explain our different views.

It seems to me when you say inhibition is "primarily a mental activity" you are missing the point. Inhibition isn’t the leading up to or even the act of reaching a decision not to proceed in a certain way, but its implementation. In itself, it is no more mental than kicking a football.

You also say you confine your inhibition to the sending of "preventative messages" and that you don’t rely on kinesthetic feedback to initiate this because of worries over inaccurate feedback. I think you’re confusing inhibition with direction here. It is hardly enough merely ‘wishing’ or ‘desiring’ to stop something we are already doing.

The "manner of reaction to a stimulus" obviously means something very different to both of us. For me, it encompasses all resulting thought and action, including "the end", "the idea of the end", "the manner of use in achieving the end" and particularly "the conception of the manner of use in achieving the end". It doesn’t matter whether we are acting consciously or unconsciously, the net result will be made up of exactly the same components: a mental process with inescapable physical consequences that together form our ‘manner of reaction’.

When we inhibit, we set out to change something physical through an alteration in a mental state that is dominated by our intention to achieve a particular end. Let’s take as an example the phone ringing. We hear this – physically – and we want – mentally – to answer it; we decide – mentally – to move and begin heading – physically – towards the phone. All this happens unconsciously and in the blink of an eye. How do we inhibit?

The first step is to become conscious of our unconscious intention. To do this we need to become aware of the messages we are sending; these will inevitably be to gain our end while shortening and narrowing. It is important to understand that in order to become mentally aware of such messages – to actually recognise, rather than guess, we are sending them – we need to become kinesthetically aware of their consequences.

The second step involves stopping sending these messages. Just as it is only possible to know they exist by becoming aware of their effect, so it is impossible to stop sending them without receiving confirmation we have done so. The desire or wish to stop sending the messages, the hope that we have stopped them, is not enough.

Any attempt to proceed without referring to our kinesthetic sense is based on the common but I think mistaken idea that – as you express it – we should "inhibit any immediate reaction to kinesthetic feedback". (I assume you’re talking here about conscious kinesthetic feedback, experienced by someone who is neither having a formal lesson nor working alone with a mirror.) As I understand this, we should not be inhibiting whatever unconscious intererence we become aware of so much as any conscious desire to stop it. In other words, we should inhibit inhibition!

Can it really be the case, though, that having once become conscious, we should say ‘no’ to stopping what we sense ourselves doing wrong, and instead give ‘preventative directions’ in the hope they will nullify messages we are unwilling to recognise the effects of anyway?

The only too likely result is that our unconscious intention to shorten and narrow, which we have raised to consciousness but decided to ignore all physical signs of, will remain unchanged, because we will have little option but to also ignore its mental side – the two being indistinguishable; and all we will have achieved is a refusal to face up to misuse in the name of inhibition while paying lip-service to the notion of doing so by giving directions.

The major problem is one of recognition. It is easy to recognise poor use, kinesthetically; but how do we recognise the thoughts that cause it, especially in isolation? What, after all, are the distinguishing characteristics of messages to shorten and narrow, other than the effect they have on us? How can we withhold, and know we have withheld, consent for their despatch except through the realisation – inevitably kinesthetically perceived – of their non-arrival? Besides, what thoughts could we inhibit, if not those producing the results we didn’t trust? What other thoughts would we even know we were having?

Unconscious messages, raised to consciousness, neither become verbalised, nor – so far as they pertain to our use – recognisable in any way except through the kinesthetic sense. We can say ‘neck free’, or think about ‘lengthening’; but unless we let go, to the degree our level of learning allows, of whatever is preventing better use from happening, we will achieve little.

This ‘letting go’ isn’t a physical action. It is caused by, and remains dependant on, the mental decision to stop ‘holding on’. We rely on our kinesthetic sense to know, at any one time, whether and how much we need to do this.

You say: "Every action is preceded by a thought and every thought is followed by a corresponding action. In this sense the two are inseparable and every action is psycho-physical in nature. However, the part of this psycho-physical action which we are able to change is the thought and we can only to this by replacing it with another thought."

I don’t disagree; but I think it would be no easier to change the thought associated with poor use without acknowledging it kinesthetically than to bring about a change in that use without refering to the thoughts that caused it. However much we may think we recognise our unconscious intention to shorten and narrow, without accepting the validity of our kinesthetic experience of this, it cannot be the case. After all, why should we expect our cerebral acuity to be any more reliable than our sensory appreciation?

Whatever stage we are at in learning the Technique, we should assume our awareness of mental messages concerning use will exactly mirror our appreciation of their physical effect. It couldn’t be otherwise. This means that without kinesthetic aacceptance of what we are doing, we will be no nearer ‘guiding or controlling’ our actions than if we were functioning unconsciously.

As for "conscious guidance and control being a plane to be reached rather than a method of reaching it", I see this in simple terms. You say that "greater association with the body is achieved as the result of inhibition and direction", but I think of it as integral to the process. To my mind, "conscious guidance and control" depends on association with the body; and rather than being a "method of reaching" this, the dual procedure of inhibition and direction is itself "the plane to be reached".

This is one of the reasons I emphasise the importance of association with the kinesthetic sense. I have never considered the Technique a procedure that leads to a different state of being. In proper application, it is that state. If we are successfully inhibiting and directing, at any level of expertise, we are already ‘on the plane’. If we live in hope of reaching it, through the repetition of a particular procedure, we have got hold of the wrong end of the stick.

Writing this note has certainly clarified one thing for me. I never properly realised how pivotal the kinesthetic sense was to our becoming conscious of previously unconscious messages sent from mind to body concerning use: how unintelligible, without reference to that sense, those messages would remain.

I look forward to hearing from you, trying to persuade me otherwise.

I’ve just re-read your letter and after puzzling for a moment over your conclusion that it is "the manner of (your) reaction which is the object of inhibition and not the reaction itself", found myself wanting to ask you how you distinguish between the two. How do you recognise what your manner of reaction is? What are its distinguishing characteristics? What makes it stand out from the maelstrom of activity going on when the phone rings and you begin to answer it?

Letter to Direction concerning breathing

I wrote this in some exasperation at what I perceived as the general view – within the Alexander profession, as in the outside world – of the Technique concerning itself almost exclusively with people who used their voices, and their breath, ‘professionally’.

Dear Editor,

Interesting as the articles in the Voice issue of Direction were, I found myself wondering how useful, in a practical sense, the information they contained would be for the average reader, even allowing for the likelihood of that reader being experienced in the Alexander Technique.

Far more relevant, and certainly more fundamental, than what we might do in order to breath more freely, would have been a reminder to stop what most of us, pupils, students and teachers alike, spend vast quantities of time already doing. I refer to the all too common practices of holding our breath and sucking in air.

Anyone can check this for themselves by noticing next time they slice a loaf of bread, sign their name, thread a needle, get out of bed, change gears in their car, scrub out a pan, lift any sort of weight, or – heaven forbid – rise from or descend into a chair, whether they stop breathing; and while talking – or shouting, singing, chanting or whistling – whether the quality of their inspiration leaves anything to be desired.

The point is, we don’t have to be opera singers or seekers after an elusive inner voice or even experienced Alexander people to benefit from breath work. What we do need is a degree of perspicacity, and also, I’m afraid, humility. So many of us hold our breath when we do anything even remotely stressful, and gasp audibly as soon as our vocal functions are called into play, that it sometimes seems a natural process rather than a sign that that process is being interfered with; yet it is well within our capacity to rectify this, not by learning to do anything new, but by stopping doing something we are overly familiar with.

Yours sincerely,

Nicholas Brockbank.

Body Know-how by Jonathan Drake

BODY KNOW-HOW by Jonathan Drake.

Jonathan Drake has written Body Know-How for use as an adjunct to Alexander lessons; or, in the absence of a teacher, as a partial substitute for them. It is presented as the practical self-help manual he believes he would have benefited from during his own re-education, when appropriate guidance, in written form, might have shown him, in a way that his teachers apparently did not, how to apply the principles of the Technique to everyday life.

For those who want it, the author provides all the necessary information: the formal work areas – the chair, the wall, the floor; and the standard applications – semi-supine, monkey, the lunge, the squat, the whispered ah, hands on the back of a chair, etc. The logical way of applying these procedures to the various activities of ordinary life is shown; and the need to inhibit and direct, at each and every juncture, in order to inform the subsequent movement with appropriate thought, is emphasised throughout.

Whether a thorough reading of this book, or even a course of lessons, is enough to enable a person, in any real sense, to "work on themselves" in the way Jonathan Drake suggests, is debatable. Certainly, I was well into my training course as a teacher before I had any notion of what such work implied. Had I had the chance to look through Body Know-How earlier than that, I might have grasped sooner than I otherwise did the importance of certain concepts; but I doubt if this knowledge would have increased my awareness of what I was doing that was wrong, or enabled me to do it any less often.

Despite all advice to the contrary, as a pupil there appeared to me a right way of doing things, and that that was what must be learnt. The more variety my teachers introduced, the more that seemed to be the case. The average reader will hardly respond any differently, however dedicated he or she may be to putting the ideas of inhibition and direction into practice. Any subsequent lack of progress would not be the fault of the written instructions in Body Know-How, which are admirably clear, but of the near impossibility of executing them without adequate objective feedback.

However, the accompanying illustrations are a different matter. The model cannot be blamed, since she has been given the unenviable task of trying to convey quality of movement in what look like – and I suspect, at the time of exposure, were – still poses. If she had been photographed carrying out ordinary daily tasks, with the best and worst of these being employed to highlight the two extremes of good and bad use, there might have been more of a chance of portraying the hoped for "directed activity"; rather than what look like a series of "Alexander positions".

To contrast these illustrations with those in Michael Gelb’s book Body Learning, which also attempt to convey the essence of the primary control working without undue interference, but in this case in people who are not knowingly applying the principles of the Technique, is almost to wonder what those principles are.

The unfortunate implication from the photographs in Body Know-How is that we should seek to avoid bending the back or twisting it or moving the neck about or in fact doing anything that would appear to compromise a "NHB" relationship which, however well defined it may be in the text, is difficult to perceive visually other than as a general immobility. The clear danger to readers is that instead of allowing the spine to lengthen, in itself, during a given activity, they will try to hold it, throughout that activity, in whatever position they have learned to associate with a lengthened state; leading inexorably to the stiffened appearance that can be the bane of our work.

The key to successfully applying the Technique to ordinary life must be not to look as though you are. This should lead, in time, to not looking as though you need to. There is a photograph of F.M.Alexander, sitting reading a newspaper, with his legs crossed, of which it has been said, "He doesn’t look, as you might say, sitting doing the Alexander work. He’s just reading a newspaper". It can hardly be the case that by uncrossing his legs, as many teachers recommend, including Jonathan Drake, and by getting down on the floor and using a supportive reading device, as suggested in Body Know-How, F.M.Alexander would have become more able to apply the principles of his Technique than if he had remained seated as he was.

There is a clear distinction here between good use, resulting from a particular mental attitude, and sound body mechanics, which is the attempted emulation of that use, but without regard to the attitude that brought it about. Although it is easy to confuse the two, the challenge for teachers must surely be to avoid giving pupils the impression that it is what they do that matters most, so much as the way they habitually do it. Jonathan Drake does, in fact, touch on this in his text. Unfortunately, his book has an overwhelmingly visual impact; and since most of the nearly two hundred photographs are of the way things ought to be rather than of the way they actually are, the average reader is likely to end up trying to imitate good use, instead of discovering and avoiding the habits that prevent it from occurring naturally.

An unusual lesson

I once visited Noam Renen, a ‘renegade’ Alexander Teacher. This is an account of my experiences.

Around the time I finished training, I was in correspondence with a teacher called Noam Renen. I didn’t know much about him, other than that he disagreed with something I had written. One day, out of the blue, he phoned from a nearby town, and invited me to visit him.

When I got to the flat he was staying in, he started working on me. He was either silent or talking of inconsequential things. Basically, for a half hour, he took me from standing to monkey and back to standing again. I never sat. There wasn’t even a chair in evidence. At no time did he touch my neck or head. His hands were most active around my hips.

When I commented on this he had me kneel on the ground and I went (assisted by him) from kneeling with thighs and trunk upright to sitting on my heels, again without him touching me other than at the hips and occasionally the shoulders. This continued for a while. Then, for half an hour or so I lay supine while he sat in a sofa at my head and held my outstretched hands.Neither of us moved or spoke.

At no time did either of us mention orders, directions, inhibition, or anything remotely connected with what I understood as the Alexander Technique. He never suggested I work on him and I wouldn’t have known where to start.

Later, he opened a tin of tuna and ate it with a fork, asking if I could get him an invitation to address the course I had just left. On the subject of training courses, he was fairly scathing. In fact, he didn’t have a good word for anyone in the Alexander world, being convinced he was the sole person teaching the ‘true’ Technique.

Prior to my visit, I had done something to my back and was in a degree of pain. It was only when I got home that I realised there was no longer any discomfort. Actually, I hadn’t felt so good for ages. I had difficulty putting this down to anything Noam had done; but I would have had far greater difficulty attributing it to my own prowess.

Since then, I’ve heard the odd fragment concerning Noam, little of it complimentary.

Oddly, the way he took me from standing into monkey, repeatedly, like a well oiled machine, opened my understanding up of how we move like little had over the full three years of my course. I’ve done something similar ever since; and every time I’ve been back on the training course, teaching students, the way I do this has been commented on. If asked to explain, I say it helps reveal the operation of a reflex response like nothing else. I don’t touch anyone’s neck or head, either. I’ve tried and it unquestionably interferes with the ease of the movement.

This story wouldn’t be complete without reference to Noam’s website http://www.fairwork.com/fmalexander/, where he reveals himself to be something of an eccentric. Nevertheless, I feel I owe him a lot.

A second ‘Noam” website, created by Julio Maidanik, can be found at :http://members.fortunecity.com/noamrenen

In a recent phone conversation with me, Noam claimed my recollection of him eating from a tin of tuna was wrong, and that as a vegetarian he would never have done this.

Working with difficulty.

I gave lessons over a period of several months to someone who was seriously disabled. This is an account of our progress.

Hello,

Some years ago, I was asked by a mother if I would give lessons to her 19 year old son who had been severely handicapped as the result of a road accident.

I went along to see the family.They appeared very well off; possibly they had won an award of compensation following the accident; because their son lived in a purpose built annexe to their house, complete with swimming pool and live in help. In addition, numerous therapists of every persuasion visited daily.

I had mixed feelings about working with handicapped people; and when I was introduced to Simon, I felt these were justified; but the money was good, and the mother insistent, so I agreed.

Physically, Simon was whole, if grossly lopsided; but he appeared to have absolutely no control over any part of his body. His various helpers toiled to built muscle, improve co-ordination, maintain brain activity, etc; but I was left with the impression nobody was making much connection with whatever Simon himself thought – if, indeed, he thought at all – largely because he couldn’t speak and gave no appearance of understanding anything that was said.

Conversation was limited to the sort of cheery greetings and unanswerable questions I would have found myself in other circumstances addressing to animals or babies. Everybody did this – including Simon’s mother, sister and father – and I found until I got used to it that I was often reduced to tears before I had even arrived at the house at the mere prospect of having to converse in idiot fashion with someone who months earlier had presumably been a strapping teenager in full command of his faculties.

I gave my lessons in a conventional fashion. Simon would be ‘sat’ in a chair by his helper; then I would set to work, with the helper at arms distance to lend support if a crisis occurred. Putting my hands on I remember thinking how crucial it was for me to stay ‘in my back’. The trouble was, try as I might, I couldn’t rid my mind of teeming thoughts concerning Simon: the nightmare of his downfall, the stench from his colostomy bag, his blistering halitosis, his wild, staring eyes, the state of his neck, head and back, which seemed made of unyielding lead panels riveted together that every so often, with no warning, buckled alarmingly.

Sometimes, his arms or legs would take on a life of their own, waving or kicking violently. My hands, like fragile leaves, would be blown away; so I would have to compose myself and start again.

I talked as I worked, saying more or less what I would have said to any other student, but less of it. It seemed utterly fruitless to expect Simon to have any understanding of what I was saying concerning inhibition or direction. He couldn’t ask me questions; there was no certainty he heard me; he never once in all the lessons I gave him offered the slightest indication with his eyes or any other part of his face that he even recognised I was there.

We worked in a version of semi-supine, too. This was carried out on the floor. I laboured away, initially just getting Simon into an approximation of what I considered reasonable alignment. This was physically fairly demanding; and it left me wondering if I should just be ignoring his evident out-of-synchness and putting my hands on and simply directing instead. However, whenever I did do that, the lack of response I got, the lack of the remotest sort of feedback, made me believe I might as usefully have been working on a tree. Something could have been happening, but it was at a depth I had no comprehension of; and basing my ‘lesson’ on that sort of hope seemed an unnecessary form of wishful thinking.

Having rearranged the bulk of Simon, I would take a leg and try and move it. Sometimes, I felt the hip joint ‘give’ ever so slightly. More often than not it was like trying to encourage the raising or lowering of the socket of a bike saddle that had rusted fast. I didn’t want to force anything; but if I didn’t make a modicum of effort, absolutely nothing happened. The same went for the arms, and, sadly, the head. Taking Simon’s head when he was lying in semi supine was like taking hold of one end of a concrete object. His head, neck and back seemed all of a piece – a solid, unyielding piece.

Compared to his ‘helpers’, I was gentleness personified; but compared to what I was used to doing, I felt grotesquely heavy handed. Turning his head – trying to encourage Simon to ‘let’ his head be turned – was next to impossible. Once or twice I got a sense that there was the suspicion of a potential movement at one or other of the topmost vertebra deep inside his skull. Other times, I was convinced this was an illusion. Whatever movement took place in Simon’s neck, it was mostly spasmodic, and I had the impression it was initiated somewhere in the shoulder region.

As I struggled with Simon’s physical form, I tried to adhere to the conviction that the less I did and the more I thought, the greater the effect would be. I never had much evidence of that; and gradually my faith diminished. We worked at getting in and out of a chair, too. I would have my hands around Simon’s neck, not gripping him so much as trying to provide a cradle of support around which his head might have the possibility of not trampolining backwards and down as soon as it (he?) sensed something different was required. The helper would position himself on Simon’s other side, holding his trunk upright. We would then encourage Simon forward from the hips; but in all honesty I don’t know that I ever located Simon’s hips at all. He seemed to have an extraordinarily convoluted lower back, linked to a curiously misplaced pelvis; and given that his legs were different lengths and shapes with vastly opposing muscle mass, coming forward in order to rise from the chair was a haphazard business.

But we did it! Part way, at least. Simon would rise into a sort of truncated monkey, with us holding him from either side like guy ropes to prevent swaying. Finally, he stood, in tottering fashion. Then he would descend, falteringly. By the time he was back in the chair, his head had usually gone into a species of spasm that I then spent the next ten minutes trying to calm.

I gave Simon lessons twice weekly for a few months, then stopped as I was going abroad. On my return, I met and discussed him with the friend who had originally introduced me to the family. Simon’s mother, it seemed, was thrilled with the changes in her son. The friend produced a snapshot she had been given of Simon looking very dignified and composed in a dinner jacket in a wheelchair at some smart occasion. I was pleased; but I felt no inclination to return.

Looking back on the lessons I had given, my primary feeling was one of horror. I don’t think this had much to do with the nature of the lessons so much as the concern I felt at what I imagined it must have been like to be Simon, encased as he was in a muscular system that appeared to me to hold him in an indescribably fierce grasp. Teaching the Technique, I had got to feel how ‘tight’ an average body was; and there usually seemed to be a direct correlation between that and the degree of difficulty or stuckness or pain experienced.

Making a comparison between the worst case I had come across of seemingly unnecessary muscular tightness and Simon’s situation was meaningless. Simon was in another league altogether. My fear was that he was living within an unyielding knot of torment that he had no way of conveying to anyone around him, nor necessarily even being able to consider any alternative to himself; yet I had no evidence he was in pain. What degree of discomfort he suffered, I have no idea. I don’t know if he enjoyed or endured his days; or even if he had any viable means of knowing one way or the other.

What brought the memory of these lessons I gave Simon to mind again was when I recalled the ‘lesson’ I had had when supine where Noam Renen simply held my outstretched hands for thirty minutes while neither of us moved or spoke. Someone suggested that whatever the teacher’s state, something of it will have affected me, though their hands. Whatever I did with, or to, or for, Simon, it evidently had an effect; but I’ve always wondered whether, if I had done less, by putting my hands on with an absolute minimum of overt movement or even intention, the outcome might have been different.

The trouble was, I felt I had to ‘do’ something. At the very least, I had to encourage Simon to move. He did enough lying around, as it was. Besides, I didn’t have the nerve to pass myself off as an Alexander teacher who took no apparent interest in movement of any sort!

All this happened a long time ago. If I was asked now to do the same again, I don’t know what I would say. I’d like to think I might be able to take a leaf out of Noam’s book; but then I’ve no idea what was going on in his mind and body that made such an apparent impression on me at the time. Knowing what went on in my mind during the lessons I gave Simon, and assuming it would have been reflected in my body, I sometimes wonder that he benefited at all.

My Dad’s back

In later life, my father suffered badly from asthma. I went with him to what we both assumed was a competent osteopath. What ensued surprised us both.

My dad was thrown off an armoured car in the latter stages of WW2. His back and ribcage were never okay after that; and he used to make regular trips to see an osteopath. He always felt better afterwards.

When I was in my early twenties, I did something to my back as I tried to persuade a heifer calf to lie flat in the boot of a estate car. I went to see my dad’s osteopath shortly afterwards. It was a fearful experience, with grotesquely magnified clunks reverberating around inside me as he leaned his weight against my curled up body. However, there was no pain; and I particularly remember the subsequent night’s sleep being blissful; but as I stretched and clambered out of bed the following morning, there was an ominous click and my back relapsed.

As my dad got older, he succumbed to asthma. His original osteopath had died, so he sought out another. After a couple of false starts, he found a chiropractor he was happy with, who seemed to do both his back and his breathing amazing amounts of good.

Time passed. I was staying with my parents on the occasion of what turned out to be his last visit to the chiropractor; so I went along for the ride. I was encouraged to come into the consulting room; and was transfixed by what went on. My dad lay supine on a couch. The chiropractor took his head, made a few gentle looking adjustments, and then made one, very sudden, relatively violent twist.

There was a cry of anguish from my father, along with a rippling series of loud cracks from the area of his spine and ribs, as his body – fourteen stone, heavily built – rose from the couch, flailed helplessly, before landing on its back again. It reminded me of nothing so much as a rag doll being flipped through the air.

Almost immediately, my dad got up from the table and I could see at a glance how different he was. The entire right side of his body, which moments earlier had been taut, with his shoulder held several inches higher than on the left, was back in balance. I was astounded at the transformation; but I was also astonished that his neck hadn’t snapped during it.

I well remember my ambivalent feelings. I had been ‘working’ on my father during my visit – a fair number of three quarter hour sessions – but I had made virtually no impression; whereas this man, in less than five minutes, had effectively ‘cured’ him. Still, I would have had great difficulty not stepping in and stopping the proceedings – on strict safety grounds – if the chiropractor hadn’t signalled he had already done all he was going to do.

As it was, I was just drawing breath, when he came up to me, peering into my eyes. He announced himself as a consultant iridologist, and proclaimed after a brief scrutiny that I had a serious stomach problem that needed seeing to. He handed me his card, which I was further astonished to see claimed he was also an acupuncturist and a homeopath.

I mentioned my doubts to my father as we drove home; but I felt somewhat churlish doing so. Driving down for the appointment, his asthma had been so bad, we had kept conversation to a minimum. He had looked like a stuffed frog: hardly able to breath, rigid upper body. Furthermore, it was clear he was in pain. Now, he breathed like a baby, his eyes sparkled, and he appeared utterly relaxed.

He stayed well for several months, before the asthma gradually crept back up on him. He rang the chiropractor; but he had moved away from the area. He tried other practitioners, but none of them did him much good. Meanwhile, he sank ever increasing amounts of conventional asthma medication.


One night, his breathing became so bad, the doctor was called. He injected some adrenaline based drug that made my dad as high as a kite. His breathing improved no end; he became almost maniacally happy; but he died in his sleep that night.

Shortly after, my mum sent me a press cutting about the chiropractor. Apparently, several complaints had been received, not about his treatments but about what he had got up to with young children while alone with them in his consulting room. He was subsequently jailed; but what was particularly interesting was the emergence of the fact he had falsified virtually all his alleged qualifications!

Ten years on, I have no obvious signs of a stomach problem; but I remain eternally grateful to this ‘chiropractor? for giving my dad several new leases of life.

I’m not sure what the moral of this story is.

The Undivided Self by Ted Dimon

THE UNDIVIDED SELF by Ted Dimon.

The structure of this book, its thesis, its grammar and phrasing, its uncompromising nature and, it has to be said, its repetitiveness, all reminded me of the written work of FM Alexander. Such intense conviction, buried in such dense material, without much in the way of either illustration or diagram, are not what we have grown used to in recent years; but the unremitting weight of text does reflect the author’s conviction that the truth behind the Technique is not easily conveyed.

Unfortunately, since Ted Dimon’s approach is academic rather than populist, those most in need of this truth are least likely to find it through reading The Undivided Self. This book is not intended as a primer, and there is little possibility of it being widely read outside the immediate Alexander community. Even within that community, it seems more likely to gather dust on bookshelves than be mined for its veins of wisdom.

Ted Dimon begins his story with the homely account of his own introduction to the Technique. Having a back problem, he found the physical changes brought about by lessons immediately gratifying. At first, these changes happened unconsciously; then, in tandem with an awakening kinesthetic sensitivity, he gained a modicum of control over his reactions.

A problem arose, however, in connection with particularly stressful tasks, when he felt powerless, despite his best endeavours, to influence his use for the better. It was while observing the tenacious hold on his body still enjoyed by subconscious habit patterns, indissolubly linked to the mere idea of fulfilling an action, that Ted Dimon began to appreciate the true significance of consciousness in the way the Alexander Technique worked, and how profound the ramifications of changing the way he thought about doing something, rather than trying to do it differently, could be.

Dimon believes humans and most animals function largely subconsciously (by which he means habitually); but that consciousness is an attribute unique to our species, through which we can bring about change, both in our environment and within ourselves. He concedes that our subconscious processes are more likely than the average animal’s to become distorted, as a result of the peculiar stresses of civilised life; but holds that Alexander’s genius was in recognising we have the ability to rectify this, by raising those distortions to consciousness.

The bulk of The Undivided Self is taken up with exhortations to elevate in this way as much as possible that is currently subconscious. Here, Dimon makes a clear distinction between consciousness of our underlying intentions and awareness of their results. Repeatedly, he stresses that kinesthetic awareness, however accurate, and whatever the degree of control we gain over our muscular condition, is not enough to effect deep change; there must be an acknowledgement of what he calls ‘the total pattern of activity’.

Understanding what Dimon means by this is crucial, since it is the central tenet of his book. He believes that whatever stage we may have reached in recognising and ‘letting go’ of interference on a bodily level, it will be of no lasting avail if we have not developed our consciousness to the point where it is able to encompass our normally subconscious mental conceptions. He claims it is only when we enter a unified ‘state of mind and body’, where we are equally cognisant of both idea and action, that we become able to chose between following an habitual pattern of behaviour or acting non- habitually, however stressful the stimulus.

The problem for most people is likely to be one of recognition. Generally, acknowledgement of a physical reality, such as muscular imbalance, is more readily available to consciousness than recognition of what is causing it. It is relatively easy, as most Alexander students know, to learn to perceive, kinesthetically, the habit of pulling the head backwards and down; over time, it becomes the matter of a moment to stop doing this. It is far more problematic to recognise with equal facility the pattern of thought lying behind such a habit and discover how it might be restructured in order for similarly beneficial – and, Dimon claims, longer lasting – change to take place.

However much we as Alexander students may say we know our mental reaction to stimuli impacts on our muscular state, it is insidiously tempting to address that state directly – albeit through an indirect process – than to search for the intention behind the reaction.

It is precisely this search that Ted Dimon is insistent we must carry out, on a continuing basis. How we might do so remains a matter for ourselves. There are, frustratingly, no obvious guidelines. Asked to direct our attention to our bodies, we all have some notion of where in space they are; and knowing a location allows us to survey it better. Asked to direct attention to the internal processes with which we not only do this surveying but also formulate and carry out our underlying intentions – one result of which is the imperfect use being surveyed – it is hardly surprising we flounder.

It is because what is suggested in this book is so difficult to pin down that so few of us like emphasising it. The notion that we are truly indivisible, that our musculature is an exact reflection of our mental state, but that that mental state is to our physical state what Alexander believed the head was to the rest of the body – in other words, primary – is widely accepted within our profession. This isn’t an insight new to Ted Dimon; we all spend a lot of time talking about it. The problems arise when we try to put the idea into practice.

It would be regrettable if we were to think we had only ourselves, or our teachers, to blame for the deficient way we approach the Technique. One of our troubles is, what we do in teaching is so undeniably physical, with our use of the hands and our reliance on tables, that we rarely pay much attention to the finer points of our mental state. We espouse conscious control and think, naturally enough, that control over the retracting head is synonymous with reining in its less easily recognised cause; but fail to see how many of us have become contented body workers; which is not the discipline Alexander developed.

An alternative reason for our falling short may be that that discipline is incompatible with modern life. It is not hard to agree with Ted Dimon that humans have evolved a complex subconscious mechanism for dealing with the majority of tasks while leaving a more superficial part of ourselves free to get on and do other things. This is what enables us to think, in the abstract way animals can’t; and what allows us to build and maintain increasingly complex societies.

Unfortunately, Dimon’s solution to the resulting ills of use – that of raising as much as possible that is subconscious to a conscious level – raises the question of what we can reasonably expect to bring our attention to bear on at any one time. Of particular importance is whether such a procedure will jeopardise our ability to think about what we are not doing – in other words, to reflect – since it is on this unique skill that all human progress depends.

The trouble is, consciousness is not the same thing as the conscious mind. In many ways, the two are polar opposites. Ted Dimon may believe animals and children are little different from adult humans, in that they function largely subconsciously; but in the absence of our self-conscious veneer, beneath which any such repository of habits must lie, it seems more correct to say that all sentient beings are born in a state of full consciousness, from where adult humans, and growing children, are at various stages of alienation.

Such alienation is an essential feature of the human condition. Its result is the conscious mind, which is what marks us apart from other creatures; but our ability to reason, analyse or work out, is not part of the original consciousness common to us all. Paradoxically, the process of inhibition and direction, through which we hope to attain greater access to this state, depends – as civilisation does – on the same reasoning ability that took us from it in the first place.

The key question is, how much of Dimon’s ‘total pattern of activity’, which he accepts became largely subconscious in humans in order that we could be free to think, abstractly and reflexively, as we made our way in the world, can be allowed back to consciousness without it impacting on that freedom.

The answer may well explain why the Alexander Technique has become primarily a body oriented discipline. It is simply too hard for us to keep a grip on our place in the world without relying increasingly, rather than decreasingly, on our subconscious ability to handle the bulk of the work. The maintenance of society and civilisation depends on our being able to think for extended periods of time exclusively about subjects removed from the present. The less we continue delegating to our subconscious, the less we will be able to do this. Doing less abstract thinking would, of course, have useful repercussions, besides increasing consciousness and improving use; but it runs directly counter to much that we hold dear.

Reading The Undivided Self brings home how easy it is to believe we are conscious when we are not, and how difficult it is to become conscious without leaving behind the ego that feels it should simultaneously be bolstered by the process. It also reaffirms the possibility that animals, who often appear to act without reflection, if not mindlessly, may be already basking in the state we so feebly aspire to. Far from being in the vanguard, it is perhaps more appropriate to view ourselves as having fallen from their heights. What is particularly mortifying, knowing it is only conscious thought that prevents our enjoyment of full consciousness, is the realisation that without it would be unable to call ourselves human.

Selflessly, Ted Dimon has taken it upon himself to update, extend and amplify Alexander’s core beliefs and put them into the most modern context imaginable – the control of stress – without one iota of dilution. Sadly, the end result only serves to emphasise the fundamental impossibility of those core beliefs being realistically taken up by the modern world. That doesn’t make the Technique defunct; although it may not be the next evolutionary step, it is uniquely useful, remedially.

Man’s Supreme Inheritence edited by Jean Fischer

Man’s Supreme Inheritance: by F. Matthias Alexander; edited by Jean Fischer.

Of the available literature on the Technique, the four books by Alexander stand alone. Everything written since has been essentially derivative. Without Alexander’s actual words, we would have little to fall back on but other people’s memories, making his Technique more difficult than it already is to evaluate.

This new volume of Man’s Supreme Inheritance is presented as the definitive version of what was Alexander’s first, seminal publication. Edited by Jean Fischer, it is exemplarily produced, containing most of what made up all previous editions, from 1910 onwards; and, with explanatory notes on its printing history and a contemporary foreword by Walter Carrington, could be considered complete.

Unfortunately, this is not the case. Although Jean Fischer must be thanked for making readily available, in a quality format, a book that is an essential, undeniable part of every teacher’s heritage, he has, as editor, mistakenly seen fit to remove from the text what he terms "part of a sentence which contains a misleading and inappropriate analogy".

The missing passage comes from a chapter entitled Evolutionary Standards and their Influence, which was added to Man’s Supreme Inheritance in 1918, and consisted largely of a diatribe against the nation and people of Germany. To discount any suggestion he later changed his mind about what he had said, Alexander wrote a validating postscript in 1946.

Although it would be understandable for a man of his day to have found little admirable in the behaviour of ‘civilised’ Germany from either period, whether he was justified in similarly deriding savages – as Alexander called ‘uncivilised’ people – for their allegedly far greater lack of adaptability and control, going so far as to suggest that "when confronted with the unusual these people quaked like cowards, and fled panic stricken from the unaccustomed", is debatable.

Alexander’s chosen example of such a reaction was "the case of the Negroes in the southern states of America when the men of the Ku-Klux-Klan pursued them on horseback dressed in white". However offensive or ill chosen these words may appear, it is hard to imagine why Jean Fischer left them out of what is otherwise an original document. After all, there is much in Man’s Supreme Inheritance that could be similarly excised, if it was simply a matter of retrospective censorship.

To tinker with Alexander’s text, other than in a search for brevity, sets a dubious precedent. As teachers, we must learn to accept what he said, whether we think it good or bad, and not try and imagine we know how he would have expressed himself had he been alive today. There is, undeniably, much that is unpleasant, as well as much that is misguided, in Man’s Supreme Inheritance. In recent years, largely because of the difficulty of getting hold of a copy, it has probably been the least widely read of Alexander’s books. Many teachers will never have studied it; some, knowing what to expect, may feel a distaste for doing so now. Brushing Man’s Supreme Inheritance under the carpet is an individual option; but as a society, teachers have to stand, in general terms, for everything Alexander said, however unpalatable or untenable it may seem; unless they decide – again, as a society – to disassociate themselves from certain aspects of his beliefs.

Alexander had a unique insight into the human condition, which he elaborated, somewhat unnecessarily, into a generalised view of mankind ascending an evolutionary gradient. At the lower end sat the primitive races, hardly differentiated from animals, functioning instinctively; with civilised nations, at various stages of progress, further along the way – those of the West, for the most part, in the vanguard; and somewhere in the far distance, an idealised society governed, as he saw it, by ‘conscious control’.

The trouble was, Alexander didn’t devise his Technique to help bring such a society about so much as discover it in curing an irritating voice problem. It was only when he found other people’s disabilities could be resolved in the same way as his own that he formulated his concept of ‘use’, eventually claiming his method of improving this was as much evolutionary as remedial. Through conscious guidance and control, he believed mankind could continue to enjoy the benefits of civilisation without suffering from the ‘debauched kinaesthesia’ which he saw bedevilling its progress. He proudly forecast "a race of men and women who will outstrip their ancestors in every known sphere…"

It is salutary to remember that what Alexander hoped we would achieve, from an increased emphasis on the ‘means-whereby’, was essentially the same physical standard of use ‘savages’ already enjoyed through their dependence on instinct. He may have believed we had a potentially greater degree of mental control over our behaviour than them; but in point of fact, we are unlikely to become, through his Technique, any more conscious – in ‘psycho-physical terms – than those Alexander so freely disparaged.

They apprehended their world differently, hardly disassociating themselves from it. Lacking the propensity for abstract thinking that renders so much of our own behaviour automatic – allowing us to live, for the most part, inside our heads – it is inconceivable they were not more attuned, for more of the time, to themselves and their environment, than their civilised counterparts; or that they were not more aware of the operation of a ‘primary control’, which – assuming it exists – only our insatiable predilection for detachment and abstraction could ever have so completely inured us to.

For Alexander, this capacity for rational thinking, by setting us apart from the animal, and to a great extent, the primitive, world, may have been the unwitting cause of a polarisation of mind and body that made modern man only fractionally attentive; but it had given us what he believed was freedom of choice; and he felt it was our task to make the most of this, rather than eulogising its non-emergence, or lesser development, in others. He certainly saw little virtue in abandoning the reflective, analytic capabilities that had taken humanity so far, however much they may also have lain at the root of its problems.

While admiring Alexander’s insight and vision, his desire to bring within the remit of reason much that would otherwise have remained instinctive was only laudable from the point of view of a troubled society. Imagining his Technique was universally applicable, he ignored the fact that those whose sensory appreciation was reliable, amongst whom would have been the indigines of his homeland, hardly needed a helping hand.

Civilisation, meanwhile, develops apace, largely due to our continuing to do the exact opposite of what Alexander recommended. Leaving our bodies to function unconsciously while we get on with the mental side of things is the sine qua non of progress. Modern society depends on it. For those who suffer as the result of this split, the Technique is a logical way back to health; but since psycho-physical disunity is the price we pay for cultural progress, it was probably over-ambitious of Alexander to think we could lessen our dependence on one without detriment to the other. Man’s Supreme Inheritance offers us the unlikely scenario of recovering consciousness of our use while retaining all the advantages of a civilisation that, by prospering, had deadened us to it in the first place.

Alexander’s solution, that we widen our field of attention to enable us to take in both means and ends, is clearly incompatible with the demands of modern society. His Technique may enable us change the way we react, largely by acquiring better habits, and in doing so, help us get back in touch with ourselves; but in an everyday context, unless we are peculiarly adept, we are unlikely to get much done, particularly cerebrally, while paying simultaneous attention to the way we are doing it. In all likelihood, such a skill, if globally pursued, would have very different consequences to those Alexander imagined when he foresaw future generations entering "new spheres as yet undreamt of by the great majority of the civilised peoples of our time".