Showing posts with label tai chi. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tai chi. Show all posts

Exercise Your Mind

Everyone knows that exercise is important in keeping you healthy. But how do you work out several times a week without exercise getting boring?

You try something completely different.

Like exercising your body AND your mind with the centuries-old Chinese martial art of Tai Chi. 

I’ll bet you don’t think of Tai Chi as a martial art, do you? With its slow, flowing, graceful rhythms, it’s hard to imagine fending off an attack with a mere wave of your hand. But… remember The Karate Kid?  Wax on, wax off?  Daniel was actually learning karate from Mr. Miyagi while cleaning the old master’s car.

It’s the same with Tai Chi. Sped up, the moves could knock an opponent on his ass.

So I decided to give it a try. Hey, it doesn’t hurt to combine exercise with self-defense training for a girl, does it?

I’ve started with the 24 form. The moves are memorable: the wild horse waves its mane; the white crane spreads its wings; drive the monkeys away; grasp the bird by its tail; wave hands like clouds; stroke the horse from above; play the pipa; the fair lady works the shuttle; needle to the bottom of the sea.

Those are fanciful names, but there are also the more obvious ones: boxing the opponent’s ears with both fists, punching and kicking.

Breathing is also an important part of Tai Chi. And when you concentrate on breathing as you move, a funny thing happens. You go into a zone, a kind of trance. Your eyes, your mind, your body, your breath all focus on what you’re doing. It’s a kind of meditation. And it’s incredibly relaxing even as you’re strengthening muscles and bones.

I’ve had some of my most creative ideas for books in the moments after a Tai Chi class ends. Because when your mind clears, there’s more room for creative inspiration.

If you’re a writer, author, or someone just looking to shake up your exercise routine, I’d recommend Tai Chi. Anyone who’s read my thinly-veiled contemporary romance Fear Of Flying know how much “breathing” has helped me during takeoffs, landings and airplane turbulence!

How about you? How do you shake up your exercise routine?

Leigh



Do You Believe In Past Lives?

As I got home from my weekly Tai Chi class yesterday, I had a strange thought. Why do I like this Chinese martial art so much? It’s meditative and centering, but is that the reason? I'm not Chinese, but when I lived in California, I took 10 years’ worth of Chinese Brush painting lessons, falling in love with the intricacies of its fine line style of painting with watercolor, and the stark black ink of calligraphy. Does my penchant for these two distinct disciplines possibly mean I was Chinese in a previous life?

Does the fact I will NEVER take a cruise mean that I drowned in a previous lifetime? I’m deathly afraid of water; I can’t even be out of my depth in a pool without freaking out. Heck, as a girl I never even wanted to learn how to swim! I once won a free cruise to the Bahamas and never even claimed the prize.

What makes one person like the color red better than the color blue? Or prefer the driving beat of rock music more than classical music or jazz? Or fall in love with one person and not another?

In the second book of my slightly-futuristic Tau Cetus Chronicles erotic romance series, Programmed To Protect, police agent Leith Wyatt falls in love with a Beautiful Doll sex robot named Ginger. Not for the incredible physical satisfaction she gives him, but for the person she is. You could say he loves her software, despite her hardware. She’s a woman, and he’s a man. End of discussion. Readers have given me wonderful feedback on the believability of Leith & Ginger’s unique relationship, and that’s the best compliment any author could hope for!

So… just exactly what is it inside of us that dictates our preferences? Do you believe in past lives influencing our current ones, or are today’s choices ours alone? It’s an interesting question. What do you think?

Jenna