Archive for Non Classical Gung Fu

Search The Darkness; Gung Fu

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , on June 3, 2013 by His Dark Side

The dust has begun to settle in the ether that surrounds me.

The prisms of brightness falling on my desk draw attention to the shards of light piercing through the slim gaps separating the blinds from the windows.

Even when it is day, I search the darkness. 

And as I sit here now, typing, still wearing a black business suit, I contemplate my next move. I’ll don a black hoody, grab my skip rope and exit my door.

After 20 years in Gung Fu, the only way that I am able to relate to the world in a way that makes total sense to me, is through martial arts. 

Don’t run from the darkness…

Search it.

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Jesse Teaches

Posted in Martial Arts and Training with tags , on December 14, 2012 by ctkwingchun

Function; Jesse Glover

Posted in Quotes and Articles with tags , , , on August 1, 2012 by His Dark Side

“The two major concepts that I have tried to instill in students are a sound physical fighting structure, (workable techniques) and a sound psychological structure, (how to apply the techniques in fighting and non-fighting situations). The key to the successful transmission of this information is an appreciation for functional reality, the ability to deal with the here and now.“

Jesse Glover

Simplicity; Jesse Glover

Posted in Martial Arts and Training with tags , , on July 19, 2012 by His Dark Side

“In character, 

In manner,

In style,

In all things,

The supreme excellence is SIMPLICITY.”

Jesse Glover (October 15, 1935 to June 27, 2012)

The Funeral

Posted in Death and the Macabre, Martial Arts and Training with tags , , , , on July 18, 2012 by His Dark Side

(Saturday 14 July, 2012, at 11am)

The black shoes that finished off my attire for the funeral shimmered despite the overcast morning weather. White shirt and black suit. It was 6.30am, when I departed my house, headed for Seattle. Ten minutes later, I flashed my passport and crossed the border.

Fog shrouded my vehicle for the initial part of my drive through woodland and rural homes. By the time I reached the motorway, the mist cleared revealing a dull grey slate sky, the sun obscured.

I reached my destination early, arriving at 9.10am. This afforded me time to settle down with a cup of coffee and a book. A short while later I walked into the cemetery with its low laying monuments and headstones set amidst closely cropped grass.

There was an uncomfortable-comfort I found at that burial site, having visited several times over the last decade to pay my respects to Bruce and Brandon Lee, as well as Ed Hart.

A hole had been dug.

A small green canvas tent erected.

Two dozen chairs in orderly lines.

People started congregating shortly after 10am. Within an hour, a small throng of mourners had arrived, people freely mixing, shaking hands, hugging. Old friends, family, Gung Fu fighters representing varying lines, the majority of whom tracing their roots back to Bruce Lee. This gathering brought together the Seattle era of Gung Fu, which began in 1959 when Jesse Glover, met a young Bruce Lee. Together they configured a fighting conceptual framework that endures.

What struck me most about the gathering was the subconscious divide that occurred at the funeral. Seattle era private students within Jesse’s core group tending to remain on the periphery, content to remember our mentor with quiet reflection.

The most notable speeches were made by Bruce Lee’s widow Linda Lee, Jesse’s family members and students. A short distance behind the speakers stood Taky Kimura, a wonderful gentle soul. Within the crowd another friend of Jesse’s from the Bruce Lee era; Leroy Garcia.

There were too many notable martial artists to list individually. Students from as far off as Switzerland, Germany and England. All great fighters in their own right, many of whom remain indebted eternally to Jesse Glover.

The funeral began under the looming presence of an angry sky. Rumbles of thunder rippled when speeches commenced. By the end of the funeral, as the coffin was lowered and soil placed above, the Heavenly host had cleared the sky, unleashing the skin warming glow of the sun. As the world mourned his loss, the divine spirit celebrated the arrival of Jesse Glover. A man who practiced Gung Fu and taught the art of transcendence.

20120717-212303.jpg(flowers and fresh grass mark the spot where Jesse was laid to rest)

Gung Fu Applied to Life

Posted in Martial Arts and Training with tags , , on July 17, 2012 by His Dark Side

The most important maxim in Wing Chun Gung Fu is “Loi Lau Hoi Sung, Lat Sau Jik Chung”

In Combat it is decoded as meaning;

When the enemy comes, greet him.

When the enemy retreats, follow.

When he is weak, attack.

In Life, it is decoded as meaning;

When joy comes, welcome it.

The path to joy must be followed.

When joy is threatened, attack to protect it.

Death of a Gung Fu Master; Jesse Glover

Posted in Martial Arts and Training with tags , , on June 27, 2012 by His Dark Side

“Death is not extinguishing the light;
it is putting out the lamp because the dawn has come.”
Rabindranath Tagore

The world looks drab.

I imagine that when you have swum in a river of ecstacy or have run through everglades with wild things, its difficult to return to seeing the world as merely ordinary.

And I have seen greatness first hand and have also felt its iron backfist, stinging across the face of a punch pad.

When you are sorrowful look again in your heart,
and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
Kahlil Gibran

Today, at this very moment, the world appears bleached as if the kiss of the sun has gone. Its brightness muted. Yesterday’s excited whirring and whizzing has been replaced by a muffled sound. A dull hum in a sealed tomb. And once, where my skin tingled with universal vibrations, I find myself numb.

He has gone, our beloved, my sifu, and the bringer of light to many students of Gung Fu.

For the sword outwears its sheath,
and the soul wears out the breast.
And the heart must pause to breathe,
and love itself have rest.
Lord Byron 

Jesse R. Glover passed away today.

He slipped quietly on the morning of the twenty seventh of June two thousand and twelve, after having lost his battle with cancer and its many manifestations of illness.

Love. Lost. Broken. Reborn. Missed.

Thank you Jesse for touching our lives.

Naturally I miss Bruce. I was quite sad when I heard of his death.

The best thing that I got from Bruce was a way to learn and a path to follow.

Jesse Glover on Bruce Lee

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