Post-Intensive Musings

To say my recent experience at a TCC Intensive was illuminating would be an understatement. I am not much for hyperbole but the notion of being able to totally immerse oneself in TCC for several days was a pure gift. Initially, I prepared myself for some criticisms of my movements and coached my inner critic not to take it personally. While corrections were given, they were gentle and helpful which made my learning curve soar. I have been practicing TCC for several years and had a tendency to lean back during yinning and yanging movements. My back leg was not folding properly. The feedback I received continues to benefit my practice immensely and feels so right. Other corrections included some hand movements, which have also been helpful to bring home.

Beyond the mechanics of refining my practice, the impact of meeting with other TCC practitioners in such an intimate manner speaks volumes to my renewal and love of TCC. The simplicity yet complexity of the movements, and what they evoke for each of us individually, never ceases to amaze me. The meaning of TCC for each of us was unveiled as participants listened attentively to understand each other.

The notion of one’s practice taking different turns over the years also helped me realize our similarities. If I suddenly struggle to perform one movement and shy away from it for a period of time, I know this is okay. The concepts of the “bubbling spring” and tan t’ien were renewed for me. While one may argue these are the basic principles of the practice, we must remember we are human and tend to stray in our thoughts. This is analogous to the concept of mindfulness during my TCC practice. The mind will wander and we can gently realign. That TCC is a moving meditation is so aptly defined. I feel it deep within my bones and psyche when I miss a day of practice. This experience will remain within my fibers and guide me as I let go and move effortlessly through air.