Started in the martial arts way back in the day -1982. Training then was was different. Lots of things were different. Evolution happens. Martial arts is not self defense. Ask me how I know. Actually I didn’t; not until circumstances dictated otherwise. Evolution happens when there is no other choice. It also is a continuing process.
Sunday, January 01, 2012
Happy New Year. Welcome 2012.
The reason I like this day, is because it is a time of reflection and of possibilities. We are who we become by way of all beings we come in contact with. Those that cross our path influence us beyond comprehension. And just like any web, those influences and meetings will open doors to other opportunities.
I just returned from a quick trip down to Las Vegas to catch up with friends, training buddies, & teachers that I met through my training at Modern Warrior. A school clear across the country that came into my life precisely when I needed to learn in depth about self defense. To me, the chances of meeting these people in my lifetime, to help me become a better more informed instructor just blows my mind. Talk about grateful.
Traveling is always a time for reminiscing and planning. I enjoy the long drives I take to train or to visit with dear friends. This recent drive brought reminiscing of 2011. Training with Rory enough times to really begin to see the various dimensions of violence. Traveling to Milwaukee to attend a baptism of a very special baby, and seeing dear friends. A year of intense leading and coaching young women in my favorite sport and infusing my principles every step of the way. Taking a stand when against all wishes. No negotiations.
2011 brought the loss of my grandmother, just shy of 95. Can you imagine living 95 years, and witnessing the changes of the world and society she saw? It makes me wonder about the changes we will be witness to? I know she knew I taught. But I don't think she really grasped the topic and importance of what I did.
2011 was a tough one for the community I live in. Good people have passed away. One so tragically it is still incomprehensible. It will be forever a sadness for many, many of us. It also gave a wake up call to each of us to cherish the moments we have with those we love. Life changes on a dime. This too, for those who have had to endure the murder of loved ones this past year in this county. More murders than ever before.
What does 2012 hold for each of us? Life is what we make it, and no matter the challenges, I am looking forward to facing them. I am looking forward to see how the whole 12/12 thing is propagandized to feed the populaces' fears of the 'end of the world'. Again. It should be even better that the Y2K frenzy.
2012 will bring one more thing checked off my bucket list. To be a speaker at a graduation has been a secret want of mine for some time. This is the year. Very exciting. Who knows what else is in store. Setting goals to educate more women in personal defense, and improving my teaching is always on the top of the to do lists every year. This year I plan on bringing Rory in to do a seminar and critique my own program. This will be scary exciting!
I know that the year will be exciting, enticing, thrilling and draining for each of us at some point of time, one way or another. That is what life is. Climb in. Buckle up and Hang on.
Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Saturday, December 24, 2011
What is Self Defense? Where Does Personal Defense Education Fit?
Wednesday, November 02, 2011
At least there hasn't been any bagpipes.
One of the traits that makes us human is emotion. Keeping emotion in check is challenging enough when one is grounded. In today's world of constant distractions, with media and electronics, and not taking the time to learn to truly learn how to calm the spirit & soul, emotional drama queens run amuck.
Young people from infancy are bombarded with noise, a cacophony of sound to uncontaminated ears, under the pretense of 'entertainment'. Parents forget that just because they have come to learn to block it out, doesn't mean that the frenzy of sounds doesn't have a negative affect to their young offspring.
The silence of no sounds, is something that our society is casting aside as if it were not important. Rather, it is more that people are afraid of the silence. If one learns to go to the silence, they would discover so much of themselves, they would become stronger.
I like the silence. I can go and have gone for days in complete silence and alone.
But during this time of year, the silence gets dark.
Society, and all its shortcomings, seriously become a large albatross with my silences. Ignorance and idiocy, lack of common sense, and irresponsibility of humankind looms heavily. I become a tyrant myself.
Life, death and that little dash between.
This week three funerals. This week six years since her end of life care for her last week with us. It is a dark time of year for many. For me it is not as tough as it is for others.
But so many services for those who have died this past couple of weeks is more than it seems possible to bare.
Its cold, its dark and I would very much like to just stay in bed for a very very long time. But responsibility calls. And I am still a is a part of maintaining this homeostasis called life. I go about the day. Low energy, dispirited, and literally an hour at a time.
And as it is well known, nothing stays the same, there will be an emergence from this black-hole status into an awakening once again. Soon. Eventually.
And the bagpipes... when they play, all emotional-maintanance is lost...
So, so far. So good.
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Debt to the Dead
Monday, September 05, 2011
Wise Masters
To step into the teaching arena is to take up a responsibility that reaches into areas that one cannot be aware of. We teach the way we know how, the way we learn how to. Improvements upon our abilities are as vast, as long as we keep an open mind. When we choose to teach, our responsibilities are immense and our influences boundless.
In the core system of martial arts studied, my instructor was very much militaristic and patriarchal. It was a traditional style. That was the only way it was suppose to be. Period. Evolution was not an option. To evolve was betrayal. In a school where questioning the master was unacceptable, demise was inevitable. The goal of the dojo is to appease and impress the instructor.
When I left the system, I had no idea where my skills would lead me. I had no concept of how valuable my martial education was. I had no reality of the depth of learning I had obtained. That education and training alone, opened the doors to train and learn from so many others.
So basically, my core instructor paved the way for me to come into the graces of further education with other wise masters.
Monday, August 15, 2011
Rubber - Meet Road.
...because more training won't bring in more students.
...because more information won't encourage more people to come in and become more educated.
...because what am I going to do with more information?
...because figuring out how to make all this fit into the time frames I have is tough.
Yet at the same time I do know exactly why I have to go train...
...because he is a no-nonsense, accurate, knowledgeable teacher.
...because the feeling of training makes me feel alive. (pain does that)
...because in order to be the best teacher I can be I really gotta know this stuff.
...because when the shit hits the fan, I need to know that I have done everything I possibly can to prepare.
...because it is only at the trainings I attend do I find the most comfort zones in my life.
It is these opportunities that have afforded me the realization that it is time to begin teaching the martial arts again. But it is time for evolution. Tradition has its place, but the vision I have has less ritual. Because of my travels, I have met and participated in the type of school I envision having. Learning to step outside the box, and create something this area has never seen.
So now I find myself on the edge of a new yearning. Thrilled by the concept and possibilities and apprehensive as well.
Apparently it is time to put the peddle to the metal; to put my money where my mouth is; to walk the talk; to step up to the plate; to stand and deliver; to do what I know needs to be done... and quit beating around the shrubs.
Classes begin in one month.
Thursday, August 04, 2011
Here I 'Go' Again
I was in San Francisco when he said, "You seem to be the "go-to" person.
My opinion would be, that a person who fits this category, would be someone who is obviously reliable, otherwise 'they' wouldn't keep 'going to' them, right?
A 'go-to' person would also be someone who is consistent in accomplishing the goal. If not, it defeats the purpose of going to them.
The person would be someone who is competent. Having enough knowledge base, experience or resources to figure out how to do what needs to be done.
Someone who is confident enough to implement a plan, follow it thru, re-evaluate or redirect when necessary.
Reliable. Consistant. Competent. Confident.
So once again, this 'go-to' person will be taking on another call. The shift from one segment challenge and onto a whole new new sector of challenges. Handed over with complete confidence. 'Go forth' do what needs to be done to make this successful.
OK. No problem. Life is good.
Friday, July 29, 2011
Education
Monday, July 18, 2011
In search of...
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Personal Responsibility
Friday, April 08, 2011
Just give it up... Speculation
Friday, March 18, 2011
Integrity
Tuesday, March 08, 2011
Anyone who angers you conquers you
Sunday, March 06, 2011
Tragedy. The heart of grief.
Tuesday, March 01, 2011
Controlling the Masses
Monday, February 21, 2011
Wisdom of Knowledge-Quest
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Guardian of the Future
Sunday, February 06, 2011
Preparing to Defend
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Frustrations and Knowledge
For January I offered several personal defense courses. A couple thru Great Basin College and a 3-session course in Wells. I had one person for the Wells class. A few others who said they were interested, didn't follow thru. This is one of the frustration each of us a personal defense instructors experience.
As for the GBC workshops, I showed up Saturday the 22 for the morning. But after waiting there until 9am and having no one show up I left. There were only 2 people signed up, but I was looking forward to the class. It turns out, that the two people were traveling from a near by town and came upon an accident on their way to my class. They are first responders, so they took care of the scene. Needless to say, I have rescheduled the class for this coming Saturday. I am looking very forward to meeting these ladies! Some press releases have been sent to hopefully get a couple of more people to sign up.
The frustration of having so few ladies take such a beneficial class can get to me sometimes. Often times I wonder why I continue to train and pursue the information and education I do, at my expense, to become more knowledgeable about defense and violence. Becoming the best, most accurate teacher I can be is of what use if there are no students? I am about to go off to yet another training in which day two is titled, Concrete, Dirt, & Barstools. Environmental fighting simulations at a real biker bar, rented specifically for training. What I know I will get from this training is yet another level of understanding of defensive situations, and violence.
Why?
What for?
I am going to drive to an area I have never been before, stepping into a training situation that is rather intimidating to think about. I have full confidence and faith in the trainers ability to train. He is diligent, well trained, and knowledgeable. It will be fun and exciting, and I will be meeting some great people. I always do when I venture into training.
So as I asked Travis once, "What are you going to do with all this 'knowledge?"
I too, ask myself, "What do I do with all this knowledge?"