Ninjadom
The other night I went on the Orange Tour, with Jack Florey and associates, who you can look up. This involved a lot of trying to move quietly, be constantly aware/observant, keep a sharp eye out for any possible hazards...things like that.
I found myself practicing a completely new way of moving. I'd try to be constantly aware of where all my body parts were, keep proprioception a foreground rather than background process. That was kind of hard. Every few minutes, I'd "send a pulse of awareness" from my head downward through all my extremities, and that would keep proprioception fronted briefly, but it'd fade fairly soon. (I wonder whether it's possible to do that continuously, or whether it's just a matter of remembering to send enough pulses that it's de facto continuous.)
And there was the trying to move quickly and quietly. I tried to make all my movements deliberate, to "hold myself like a dancer", to step silently and walk without my pants making that swish-swish noise, to move like a cat. And it sort of worked -- I know I was a hell of a lot quieter than the majority of the other frosh, and I saw some of the Jacks doing the same sorts of movements I was doing.
It felt wonderful -- very martial, very...hmm...'competent'? not quite. Very in control.
It's harder in daylight, partly because it looks funny and partly because the mindstate isn't quite right (or isn't made right for me, I have to make it right myself).
Hooray roof and tunnel hacking.
I found myself practicing a completely new way of moving. I'd try to be constantly aware of where all my body parts were, keep proprioception a foreground rather than background process. That was kind of hard. Every few minutes, I'd "send a pulse of awareness" from my head downward through all my extremities, and that would keep proprioception fronted briefly, but it'd fade fairly soon. (I wonder whether it's possible to do that continuously, or whether it's just a matter of remembering to send enough pulses that it's de facto continuous.)
And there was the trying to move quickly and quietly. I tried to make all my movements deliberate, to "hold myself like a dancer", to step silently and walk without my pants making that swish-swish noise, to move like a cat. And it sort of worked -- I know I was a hell of a lot quieter than the majority of the other frosh, and I saw some of the Jacks doing the same sorts of movements I was doing.
It felt wonderful -- very martial, very...hmm...'competent'? not quite. Very in control.
It's harder in daylight, partly because it looks funny and partly because the mindstate isn't quite right (or isn't made right for me, I have to make it right myself).
Hooray roof and tunnel hacking.