Monday, October 27, 2008
Sitting on a rock
There is a Japanese proverb: Ishi no ue ni mo sannen (石の上にも三年), literally means: "Three years upon a stone." Not too many people will have the patience to sit on a rock for three years. My teacher, Shibata Sensei, uses this saying, to encourage patience and perseverance in our practice. He says that one will eventually find something, or something will be revealed to those who stick with the practice for a long time.
This expression has been passed down from masters to apprentices for hundreds of years. In order to deeply study a Way or a discipline, one must undergo at least three years of training and study with little or no initial visible reward or sense of tangible progress. Many people in the West do not really understand the value of such sacrifice, and it is only when one comes across a great teacher, one may begin to understand the real worth of such a path.
In our society we are looking to be rewarded, to make progress, and see tangible results quickly. Unfortunately, this usually does not lead to a deep study, especially if we're looking for an immediate gratification. Sometimes people call the Dojo and ask how long it takes to get a black belt. We usually tell them jokingly they can purchase one at the nearby martial arts supply store. On this particular path, it takes a certain level of personal commitment and sacrifice. It takes perseverance, and following with the heart. It takes great love, love that translates into deeds, into practice. This cannot be explained over the phone, and not even in a face to face conversation.
One doesn't necessarily need to sit on a rock in order to get this. One must choose to trust the process, and continue on the path without the need of constant encouragement, or ongoing rewards or praise. Studying deeply and sticking it out will eventually reveal great things.
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Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Trading places
For many years I was driving past homeless people, standing at the freeway off ramp, and just felt sorry for them. From time to time I would give them a dollar or some change, moving on without a second thought. Years past and I watched a documentary called Skid Row. It was filmed, mostly with a hidden camera at Skid Row, where 80,000 homeless people live in downtown Los Angeles. The movie captured the daily life and stories; some which are core shaking. Watching the movie generated many thoughts about how I would feel, if I were to live there, dealing with the poverty and crime, and living in such fragility and vulnerability. Since then I started feeling much more compassion and consideration to the situations and conditions these human beings face, right here, in our city, as well as in many places all around the world.
This can be practiced in Aikido daily training. One can be Nage (the person who apply the technique) without much consideration to Uke (the person who is taking the technique). The encounter may go smoothly, and the technique will be performed — yet, the more sensitivity and awareness we practice with our partner will enable us to have better "blending" in our encounter. An Uke, on the other hand, that chooses to be participating actively, with true intention of attack, and that trains with awareness to Nage, becomes a responsible part of the outcome of the encounter - staying connected and looking for openings throughout the technique. So, in our training we can trade places, not just physically, but in our awareness as well. This provides many opportunities to deepen our study about techniques, timing, distance and positioning, while observing from the different sides, and from various angles.
Trading places teaches us about others and our environment, perserves our minds' flexibility and clarity, while keeping our hearts filled of compassion and understanding.
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Friday, October 17, 2008
Moments of impermanence
On Monday morning the Sesnon fire started some ten miles away from our home, and was moving quickly Southwest. It was somewhat relieving to find out that it was proceeding the other way. We were advised, just in case, to pack, and also to take our irreplaceable items.
I found myself walking from room to room, looking at our belongings, at our stuff. Furniture, art, clothes, books, music, kitchenware, electronics, and even our little rock collection — all looked like stuff, like replaceable items. I was surprised by two different feelings I experienced simultaneously; a quiet willingness to leave all our stuff behind, and a core-gripping feeling of impermanence. A light connection line ran between the two, as they were complementing each other.
On Tuesday morning we woke up to the bad news - the fire had changed direction during the night, and now was moving swiftly towards our neighborhood. My daughter, Aria (6) and I went to check on the situation outside, and saw the blaze coming down the hills of our neighboring O'Melveny Park. A couple of hours later, we watched the sixty foot flames threatening to reach the backyards of some houses bordering the park, about seven blocks away from our home.
A police car announced an evacuation, and I took Aria to stay with friends, then returned back home. I walked in and around the house, and felt as if I was watching a movie. It was all part of reality, yet, on the same token, it felt like it might not be.
The fire was contained that afternoon and was stopped right at the neighborhood's edge, thanks to the many helicopter water drops, and the firefighters on the ground. Luckily — no houses were damaged, and no life was taken. Only O'Melveny Park, mostly burnt, is standing there, with its black ashed hills, like a witness, testifying to what had actually happened, and how right now - it is all over.
Soon, there will be new flowers, grasses, green bushes and trees growing there, erasing the signs of this fire — dancing its simple twirl of impermanence.
I found myself walking from room to room, looking at our belongings, at our stuff. Furniture, art, clothes, books, music, kitchenware, electronics, and even our little rock collection — all looked like stuff, like replaceable items. I was surprised by two different feelings I experienced simultaneously; a quiet willingness to leave all our stuff behind, and a core-gripping feeling of impermanence. A light connection line ran between the two, as they were complementing each other.
On Tuesday morning we woke up to the bad news - the fire had changed direction during the night, and now was moving swiftly towards our neighborhood. My daughter, Aria (6) and I went to check on the situation outside, and saw the blaze coming down the hills of our neighboring O'Melveny Park. A couple of hours later, we watched the sixty foot flames threatening to reach the backyards of some houses bordering the park, about seven blocks away from our home.
A police car announced an evacuation, and I took Aria to stay with friends, then returned back home. I walked in and around the house, and felt as if I was watching a movie. It was all part of reality, yet, on the same token, it felt like it might not be.
The fire was contained that afternoon and was stopped right at the neighborhood's edge, thanks to the many helicopter water drops, and the firefighters on the ground. Luckily — no houses were damaged, and no life was taken. Only O'Melveny Park, mostly burnt, is standing there, with its black ashed hills, like a witness, testifying to what had actually happened, and how right now - it is all over.
Soon, there will be new flowers, grasses, green bushes and trees growing there, erasing the signs of this fire — dancing its simple twirl of impermanence.
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Wednesday, October 15, 2008
A visit from the Peace Dojo
This last Monday we had the pleasure of hosting two Aikido practitioners from the Peace Dojo, in Awassa, Ethiopia. Tesfaye Tekelu and Meshu Tamrat are the co-founders of the Awassa Youth Campus and children Center, a small, grass roots, non-governmental organization. The organization houses the One Love AIDS Education Circus and Theatre Company. They serve hundreds of vulnerable children and perform for thousands around Ethiopia. They also have the first Aikido Dojo in the country, the Peace Dojo.
Tesfaye and Meshu are touring the USA in efforts to raise awareness and funds, and we are so happy our Dojo was one of the many stops in their tour.
Here is a video about the Awassa Youth Campus:
It was a pure joy practicing with you, Tesfaye and Meshu. We wish you a successful and safe journey, and we hope your shining spirits will keep spreading the peaceful message of Aikido around Africa, and all around the world.
To learn more about the Owassa Project organization, check out their blog and web site.
Tesfaye and Meshu are touring the USA in efforts to raise awareness and funds, and we are so happy our Dojo was one of the many stops in their tour.
Here is a video about the Awassa Youth Campus:
It was a pure joy practicing with you, Tesfaye and Meshu. We wish you a successful and safe journey, and we hope your shining spirits will keep spreading the peaceful message of Aikido around Africa, and all around the world.
To learn more about the Owassa Project organization, check out their blog and web site.
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Peace Dojo
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Three years
North Valley Aikikai celebrated its three years anniversary on Sunday. It seems like the number 3 has great symbolic meaning in all religions and mystic ways; it symbolized the trinity of body-mind-spirit, life-substance-intelligence, force-matter-consciousness, creation-preservation-resolution. The family: father, mother and child, the three dimensions, the three postulates: the thinker, the thought and the thing, and the past, present and future. The number 3 is a number of optimism, movement and expansion.
Here are some pictures from our party, which was a pure joy of celebrating with Dojo members, adults and children, the students' families, guests and many friends:
Eli demonstrating with the children
Adults
demonstration
Wine, dine and prayers for many more years of celebrating community.
Photographs by Roger Hoffmann
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Tuesday, October 7, 2008
The fire of anger
In the past few years I get less angry for some reason. In my teens and twenties I used to get angry quite often, yet it seems to have muted down with the years. So many times the fire of anger will burn everything inside, and erupt in full force with destructive words and actions. So many times, I got very angered, lost control, and then couldn't take back, or correct, the results of my deeds or communication.
As the years pass I notice that the frequency, as well as the process of dealing with anger had changed quite a bit; in most cases I choose to keep my anger inside, and not allow an external manifestation, in form of natural reaction to my feeling. I often have violent, degrading and vicious thoughts and my mind starts running evil scenarios through my head. From this moment to my response there is a delay stretch, that seemed to have lengthen with time. I allow myself to really feel the anger, yet, in some way, to nurture it.
In this video, the Zen teacher, Thicht Nhat Hanh, (interviewed by Ram Das) describes the way of handling anger "as a mother holding her baby". This profound way of the fragility and delicacy we are to treat our internal fire with, may bring a fresh breeze into the heated moments.
A few days ago I was washed by anger in the midst of a happy occasion. A couple of my students arrived late to the Dojo's third anniversary party, and therefore were not able to participate in a demonstration that was presented by all the students and instructors of the Dojo. I was angry. Externalizing my feelings would have brought the party to its end. I chose to allow myself some time with it. Bringing some compassion and softness into the surface helped me turn this energy into good laughs and a quiet lesson for my students.
Photograph by Roger Hoffmann
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Outreach to blindness
Our Aikido school has been active with its outreach programs for the past two years. We mainly concentrated on our Outreach for Education, which included visits to middle and elementary schools; consisting of live demonstrations, as well as verbal material that intertwines with the current curriculum (like: ancient Japan, martial arts or world culture), and words of empowerment. We talk about following the heart, the pursuit of dreams and the practice of perseverance.
A few months ago, my husband, Eli, and I discussed the possibility of teaching Aikido to people with disabilities. He suggested we start teaching Aikido to the blind. His idea was that they could learn something that perhaps they had believed impossible. And by doing so, could gain confidence and improve the balance in their lives. Some of Aikido is based on various grabbing attacks and responses to those attacks. A blind person is able to utilize the contact of an encounter into an application of techniques. A great example is shown in this video of Steve Fyffe Sensei from Great Britain, demonstrating Randori with three attackers. Steve Fyffe Sensei has been blind from birth, and holds the rank of 4th Dan in Aikido.
We contacted several local organizations, and established the program with Junior Blind of America, one of L.A.'s largest non-profit schools for the blind. The program was set to a six month commitment, and started mid September, with a group of twelve blind adults. We started with basic movements and techniques, as well as falls (Ukemi).
Currently the program is in need of more mats, as the group grew bigger than originally anticipated. We would like to provide around a dozen mats for the program. We will welcome any individual, company, group or school that will be able to lend us mats, donate mats, or provide funds to purchase mats. Please contact us at info@northvalleyaikikai.org
We will greatly appreciate any help to this program.
Working with the students of Junior Blind has been truly a heart opening experience, for me and my students. We all feel the true human connection, whether we are disabled or not, blind, visually impaired or sighted. We all have great enthusiasm about this learning of Aikido, and for the new relationships that are being formed through this program.
A few months ago, my husband, Eli, and I discussed the possibility of teaching Aikido to people with disabilities. He suggested we start teaching Aikido to the blind. His idea was that they could learn something that perhaps they had believed impossible. And by doing so, could gain confidence and improve the balance in their lives. Some of Aikido is based on various grabbing attacks and responses to those attacks. A blind person is able to utilize the contact of an encounter into an application of techniques. A great example is shown in this video of Steve Fyffe Sensei from Great Britain, demonstrating Randori with three attackers. Steve Fyffe Sensei has been blind from birth, and holds the rank of 4th Dan in Aikido.
We contacted several local organizations, and established the program with Junior Blind of America, one of L.A.'s largest non-profit schools for the blind. The program was set to a six month commitment, and started mid September, with a group of twelve blind adults. We started with basic movements and techniques, as well as falls (Ukemi).
Currently the program is in need of more mats, as the group grew bigger than originally anticipated. We would like to provide around a dozen mats for the program. We will welcome any individual, company, group or school that will be able to lend us mats, donate mats, or provide funds to purchase mats. Please contact us at info@northvalleyaikikai.org
We will greatly appreciate any help to this program.
Working with the students of Junior Blind has been truly a heart opening experience, for me and my students. We all feel the true human connection, whether we are disabled or not, blind, visually impaired or sighted. We all have great enthusiasm about this learning of Aikido, and for the new relationships that are being formed through this program.
“It is possible to give without loving, but it is impossible to love without giving.”
~ Richard Braunstein
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