I hear about people not wanting to be seen in the parking lot of my kung fu school for fear of being thought of as associating with those weird voodoo cult people in their doing all of that eastern mumbo jumbo. I hear about bullying going on right under my nose among my martial arts students. I realize that over half of my ten tigers members are falling further and further behind on the online journaling of the program. I hear about people who just won't take care of their health and I want to say why bother, why fight it anymore. Why keep talking when noone seems to be listening.
I'm having one of those moments/weeks.
So while typing all that, I was in horse stance.
When I'm done, I'll do more pushups and situps.
Then I'll work my forms.
Tomorrow I'll try to sign up some new students.
Just keep swimming
Just keep swimming.
Just keep swimming.
A journey of a thousand steps begins with only one ... but shortly after beginning, there surely is a long way to go. If there were a defined journey, sometimes I think that'd be great, but we never even know when we'll get to stop and rest. We'd better like walking ... As a matter of fact, we'd better be able to do everything we ever wanted while walking because the journey is it.
ReplyDeleteI'm exhausted right now too. I don't want to talk to another student ever, no matter how wonderful their ideas or how dire their need. Out of the 105 students I have this semester, only about 5 will really get something more than the grade they worked for out of it, and perhaps 1 of those will stay in touch. The others skim by (as I have done so many times), giving only what they must to move on.
I'd rather be lying on a beanbag upstairs playing videogames with my boys. I'd rather be standing on the docks communing with the stars through Hung Gar forms. I'd rather be sleeping soundly under the warm covers waiting for me.
On the other hand ... I love responding to this posting. I find the extra time and energy for things I love, every day. I'm strong and healthy and can look myself straight on in the mirror. Moments of doubt are just that -- moments. Most of the time -- most -- is good.
It's not easy to lead, to inspire others, and to keep one's own wellspring full. When you're empty sometimes, it's just that pendulum helping to lead you to a balance once again. If you were never out of sorts, how could you touch others in their moments?
You inspire me, even when you're down.