A Conversation With My Psoas

You may think that my Psoas is getting a lot of airtime lately and you would be right. It is quite literally my entire focus at the moment. I have read that some schools of thought are that the psoas is not a muscle at all, but rather an organ. Every day I log on …

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Moving With Intention

Last Saturday was very relaxed. I did interact with a newly identified bird, the Olive Thrush. It came down to the roof of the shed first and watched me for a few minutes. Then he dropped down onto the turf and started pecking at a piece of apple that I had given Poppy. Before she …

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The Sex Lives of Snails and my Psoas

Norm and I were sitting outside last weekend in the evening and we were having one of our 'one of us is autistic' conversations. I often wonder what my neighbours must think if they hear the things we discuss. Lisa: I have been watching the snails. Norm: what? where? what snails? Lisa: There on the …

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