Archive for September, 2010
I walk past this stuff on the way to work all the time. People bent over on a bench, coughing up a lung, taking puffs of smoke in between hacks. Grossly obese. How did they get to this point? I always wonder that. At what point did they give up and NOT take into account that they had a choice – that they still HAVE a choice.
Acupuncture, Chinese Medicine, Martial Arts – it’s all just a vehicle for me. I could be digging ditches, signing legal documents or walking dogs. The THING is not about the activity – but the energy I bring to it. I see about 40 patients per week. Sometimes more, sometimes less. But out of those 40, I only connect on a certain level with maybe five. Those five patients really want change in their lives. They want to get better. Sadly (and realistically) the others are helping me pay my bills.
But nonetheless, I still try to inspire them all. The patients and martial art practitioners I come across all have potential. Watching their behaviour is key. I try and find out at what ‘level’ they are operating at in their lives and I operate about one level above. You can’t push people too hard or they’ll push back (or leave).
Some days I have bad days. But most days are good. And I try to share that good…that potential with others. And I hope, through my efforts, I continue to leave traces of inspiration for others to pick up and hold onto…in hopes that they do the same.
No matter how many ways I spin it in my mind, I just can’t figure it out. I can’t make the numbers work. People are complacent…I know this…I worry about this. …and yet I still dream… For what reason?
Are there enough people that care? I mean…really care. About themselves? About the martial arts? Would they learn to love the martial arts like I do?
It’s in my blood. I can feel it down to my bones. I’ll never give it up. That feeling of self-expression, music bumping, heavy bag swinging, sweat dripping from my brow into my eye.
One in 6.8 billion.
Found out last night that my training partner was not going to be around today.
No worries. Got a friend from Calgary checking out a possible employ out here. Gonna meet up with him.
Find out he’s got a Realtor picking him up and taking him to look at some houses.
No worries. I brought my gym stuffs and away I went to the boxing gym.
I come prepared.
CHORONZON: I am a dire world, prey-stalking, lethal prowler.
MORPHEUS: I am a hunter, horse-mounted, wolf-stabbing.
CHORONZON: I am a horsefly, horse-stinging, hunter-throwing.
MORPHEUS: I am a spider, fly-consuming, eight legged.
CHORONZON: I am a snake, spider-devouring, posion-toothed.
MORPHEUS: I am an ox, snake-crushing, heavy footed.
CHORONZON: I am an anthrax, butcher, bacterium, warm-life destroying.
MORPHEUS: I am a world, space-floating, life nurturing.
CHORONZON: I am a nova, all-exploding… planet-cremating.
MORPHEUS: I am the Universe — all things encompassing, all life embracing.
CHORONZON: I am Anti-Life, the Beast of Judgement. I am the dark at the end of everything. The end of universes, gods, worlds… of everything. Sss. And what will you be then, Dreamlord?
MORPHEUS: I am hope.
I was foolish and naive to allow people who constantly made excuses to filter into my life. Luckily, Gung Fu taught me that there can be no excuse. We either “do” or “do not”. The ones making excuses were the ones desperately attempting to shift the burden of their inability to “do not” onto another thing, place, person or object. In the world of practising Gung Fu the only two colours therefore are black and white. Shades of grey do not exist, the same way that a person who makes excuses cannot be said to reach any level of competence in an activity. So, I encourage those who are; too busy, too fat, too sick, (and so on ad infinitum) to watch this;
I wrote two blog posts over the last few days, both of which have gone missing. One was titled ‘Money’ and was about my latest preoccupation. The other one was about the lyrics to the song Gabriel by Roy Davis Jnr. I can only hope that the posts, exist in some seperate reality where a new ethereal group of readers are enjoying them. I liken this to something I read in a Sandman (Neil Gaiman) comic years ago, where the dreams of great poets and writers like Shakespeare were collected in written form in a vast library, the house of Morpheus, Lord of Dreaming.
So this is a test to see if this one goes onto the blog. If not, perhaps this is a sign that it is time to move on.
Shoutout to Mike Pekor of
With reference to our post Who We Are;
Steve Smith from the Little Dojo;
wrote the following;
“This out side the box possibility view of Gung Fu is what gives people the freedom for self discovery and development of a personal “way”.
Constant testing of concept and refinement give the practitioner more of a sense of control over the “experiment” or learning through trial and error and correction is is what has given science it’s jump in the last few centuries, once it was given some freedom from the dogmitization enforced on it from outside influences.
Fook Yueng said we are now living in a golden age of gung fu for this very reason. People who in the past had closely guarded their knowledge are sharing sometimes freely on youtube etc their concepts which gives open minded people a whole new level of feed for testing and study.”
For more on Fook Yueng (who taught Bruce Lee);
10 hill sprints with 10 pushups after every sprint
Attribute training: Pole and Swords
The Dark Wing Chun blog is a collaborative effort, made up of like-minded people. The Gung Fu that we advocate consists of an undefined set of approaches to fighting that strip away a lot of dogma and get right down to the bare bones of engaging with an enemy. Success can be established through observable results. It is also a requirement that these results are replicable by other people. The problem as with any practice is that an individual’s personal system of beliefs, or sense of ‘what is possible’ can affect the results. We fully support individualism. The successful Gung Fu man therefore, is one who can successfully see the world from within more than one belief system or paradigm. He is not stuck in a singular mode of thought. In fact, what is encouraged is free-thinking outside of mainstream Gung Fu practice.
Slower, he walked along in his thoughts and asked himself: “But what is this, what you have sought to learn from teachings and from teachers, and what they, who have taught you much, were still unable to teach you?” And he found: “It was the self, the purpose and essence of which I sought to learn. It was the self, I wanted to free myself from, which I sought to overcome. But I was not able to overcome it, could only deceive it, could only flee from it, only hide from it. Truly, no thing in this world has kept my thoughts thus busy, as this my very own self, this mystery of me being alive, of me being one and being separated and isolated from all others, of me being Siddhartha! And there is no thing in this world I know less about than about me, about Siddhartha!” (Herman Hesse)
Dance of the Whiskey Stick
The living word of pure Consciousness – you are That.
The reflection of the King’s Face – you are That.
There is nothing outside of yourself,
Everything you want is there – you are That.