I wanted to hire an acrobat to be my coach to help with stroke rehabilitation.
I was flipping through Instragram, that smartphone app that “is a fun and quirky way to share your life with friends through a series of pictures.” I found Cassie. She was lying on the floor, balancing her adult student upon her straight-up legs. Actually, twirling her student’s body.
Cool. So, I found my acrobat teacher.
Cassie had tutorship in aikido in teenagehood. She is the daughter of Aikido’s Sensei who rank 3rd dan. She knows her stuff.
I know how to sloppy roll backward. In contact improv, I collapse on my friend’s back while he is standing. I do yoga, tango, ecstatic dance, and I ride a horse.
But, I didn’t know what Cassie taught me: under the big toe, behind it, there is a “sweet spot” that balance you when you stand, walking, running and jumping.
My tango teacher, Eric, and Cassie taught me to know what the subtle “sense” of kinesthesia given out to my body and my dance partner’s body. (The sense that detects bodily position, weight, or movement of the muscles, tendons, and joints.)
I remembered Bryner Sensei lecturing me in L.A. about my wooden sword act like my phantom limb or how I detect with my map of my body how to move my opponent’s body.