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Naïve Realism, Part II
“If I were a garden I’d be one with many weeds” ― Florence Virginia Stephenson, Flour & Salt: A Novel
My Feet Hurt
I recently experienced two events that made me think there is a portion of the population who believe walking simply hurts, never realizing they are wearing boots that are too small.
There are no Perfect Flowers
Matshona Dhliwayo wrote, “If bees only gathered nectar from perfect flowers, they wouldn’t be able to make even a single drop of honey.”
A spiral has no appendages
The body teaches the hands how to move correctly.
The Culture of Certainty
A dojo-cho’s responsibility is not to have all the answers
Everything Is Ikkyo Until It Isn’t
Why Aikido techniques are descriptions, not destinations
The Relationship
Me pretending I understand physics
Playing Dominoes
The body learns before the mind understands.
Seeing the Us Before It Exists
The moment the opponent disappears
Bubba
My Friend