Instead of planning lessons like some may think I should be doing, just five minutes ago in an empty classroom, I finished reading “Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance.” I am not making a “review” of it, and I don’t even know if I can recommend it to anyone. At such a strange moment… Continue reading Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance
In a matter of a day, here in Toyama, Japan, the temperature has dropped 10 degrees celsius, and boy can you tell. My heater air-con has come on for the first time in 6 months, I immediately have switched to wearing a long-sleeve shirt and thermal long johns when lounging in the apartment, getting out… Continue reading Into the Fall
As of Oct. 21st I have been in Japan for one year. Also, I just read that the original release of Super Mario Bros. on Nintendo happened 25 years ago. Mario and I are almost the same age. Sometimes it’s fun to see the timeline of it all. Advertisements
I’ve been going to lots of Aikido lately, but haven’t been posting my “Lessons”, but here are a few snipits of information you may be interested to hear. So, for Wednesday class in the next town over, I usually meet my sensei close to home and he gives me a ride. But last week he… Continue reading Some Snipits
This post is motivated by an ever-present curiousity of Bushido, recent studies of Buddhism, and immediate readings of “Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenence” by Robert Pirsig. I’ve always been interested in religions, but for my whole intellectual life, I have been thoroughly dissatisfied with the family of doctrines of Christianity, Islam, and Judaism;… Continue reading Blind Faith vs. Faith by Feeling
Lately all of my interactions with people have been a bit off, and at practice tonight, I had no idea what I was doing. I couldn’t follow anything, I feel like I didn’t recognize anybody tonight, and maybe I’m making it up, but I think people were noticing and wondering what was wrong with me.… Continue reading Where is My Head?
Your martial technique impresses me less than the lives you have lived. Martial proficiency is reflective of the journey, not a standard to worship. Never compromise your stance,but sometimes your stance is compromised. Never fight force with force,but sometimes you must use force. On the path one must move forward. Maybe one day there will… Continue reading an Ode to my Teachers