I learned some very valuable life lessons today.

Most of which were in Kempo. School was pretty much useless. So I just wont mention it at all.

I have learned that perspective plays a very large role in life. Especially to someone who is a "warrior". When you have a knife in your hand you feel comfortable. This knife has a three inch blade, and is razor sharp. It would cut through clothes and flesh like nothing. Against someone without anything, you feel superior. Now. Imagine that other person has the same exact knife as you do. But instead of being three inches long, it's 36 inches long. So now, even though you're still holding that knife, you feel pretty much like you're going to die.

Fortunately for me in a situation like that....I have a technique that I can use! Though...I'm just going to bet on the fact that most people don't carry around sharpened katanas anymore, seeing as I doubt I can rely on a simple technique.

I also learned, that when you have a bruise tailbone, no matter how much better you feel from one day to the next, it still freaking hurts to get tossed on it.

One last life lesson. Even when something feels wrong, people have a tendency to go through with it anyway. But when you screw something up, people are perfectly content with starting over. It was odd to me. We were doing a take down that was a little tricky, and you needed to have two spots in the exact right place, or nothing would happen. The thing with those spots, is that you felt when you had them. You knew that the throw would occur once you felt it in your knee and ankle. You pushed and bang, it works. But, if you're in the wrong position, you still try. You know the knee feels off, or you're not on the right place on the ankle, you still try to get the throw out there in some brainless attempt to say "it still might work!" even though you know 100% it wont.

But then there's the flipside. A technique that requires a technical arm placement. You don't know if it'll work or not until you try. Bang, you try and fail. Try again, maybe you'll make it. If you do, great, if you don't, you try again.

With this little observation, I come to wonder: Why? Even though I managed to see it, I don't know why it happens. To me, it seems like a lot of the things end in failure. Especially if you know it's coming. Why don't people just say "Okay, this isn't going to work. Let's try again."

I don't know. Make of it what you will. I give you the lemons, you make something out of it. Synergy.

I also noticed a fancy little something about myself. This happened on Sunday, but I didn't get around to talking about it. So here it is now!

I got my first real massage that day. Well, it was kinda impromptu, seeing as we just pulled a random chair aside, but it still worked. And I personally though that a massage was just rubbing/squeezing the right muscles and then bang! You're good. But he also had me do some visualizations. One thing before I move on with the visual stuff. The squeezing/rubbing were all on meridians. I thought that was kinda interesting.

Anyway. At one point in the visualizations he had me in this giant beautiful place with rocks and a waterfall. Then on a tree (I like trees, they're scenic) there was a robe. Now he said that the robe was supposed to be the color of what I need at the moment. The color that will make me feel better and feel healed. And immediately the robe was black. Black as night. This kind of made me pause things in my head, because I had to think over the whole black thing. But when I put it on, it was like the invisibility cloak from Harry Potter. The entire scene disappeared and I was on my street, in this cloak. the sky was black, and there were stars everywhere. If I took the hood off, I was back in the waterfall place. Back on, and I was in my own night world.

It was nice really.

Out~