Would that my memory was not so fickle- Senseis are constantly revealing wisdom on the mat that sinks deep into the core of my being. Yes! I will breath in the mystery of the universe. Yes! I will try to be open to the changes afoot and listen to my body to feel what that means for me. Yes! I will let my day go and be present here and now (but for some reason I will refrain from doing this until your gentle, but reassuring voice lets me know that it is time to do so).
And then there is the humor: During the dan exam tonight Sensei asked "Can I see 'sand the floor?'" Thanks goodness I have finally forced myself to watch the Karate Kid movies, because I nearly began crying with laughter.
And the poetry. This is one of my favorite parts. It unites the movement with words that filter deep into consciousness.
Recently read-- A Spiritual Journey by Wendell Berry:
And the world cannot be discovered by a journey of miles,
no matter how long,
but only by a spiritual journey,
a journey of one inch,
very arduous and humbling and joyful,
by which we arrive at the ground at our feet,
and learn to be at home.
Just some of the many reasons why going to aikido class is so wonderfully rich and rewarding- the crossing of neurons, the relaxation, the endless joy of discovery, the meditation, the profound sense of well-being, and the humor, the wisdom, the friendships. . .
I wonder if there will be any free time in Israel to practice (and a nearby dojo). Hum . . . . . . :)
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Moving slowly is so difficult but infinitely rewarding, yet I find myself speeding along with the landscape of my soul blurring.
I will breathe deeply tomorrow, too, and center myself in the present moment.
I'm glad to read your blog again.
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