Today I was doing my random cleaning around the house. Nic was a little fussy so I played with him a bit while re-arranging some furniture in a futile attempt to make my home more koon like. Truth is, you can't make a 10 x 10 room any bigger, it'll always be 10 x 10.
So we moved on to vacuming the livingroom, and this is my time. A fresh bottle and the gentle drooning of the vacum is a trail to dreams for my little one, it's also a time for me to gather my thoughts. As I rolled the vacum back and forth my thoughts focused on Pai Lum.
I don't know how many others metally play martial arts movie events based on real life scenerio's, but I do. Today my first were thoughts of the recent killings at Virgina Tech. So far 33 people have died, more are critically wounded. What would I have done had I been in one of those classrooms. I've had classes on gun dissarming, so I mentally pictured myself in the front of the classroom, leaping from my desk disarming the surprised gunman. Then thoughts of what if I had been in the back of the room. Would my medical training force me to help and save those that were already injured, or would my martial arts training kick in, leading me to pursue the gunman who moved from room to room killing students. Attempting to save the lives of others that the gunman had not yet touched.
Next, thoughts of my children came to mind. My daughter Alida at age 14 is nearly ready to go off to college, how will she re-act if someone attempts to take her life. As I seem to stand still, time passess me by. Nic my youngest is now clutching his bottle fast asleep. It seems like only yesterday, Alida, was sleeping in a crib holding an identical bottle. Before I know it they will have all grown and left my protective wings, having learned to spread their own. I have to force back tears with thoughts such as these, yet it helps me to remember and savor each passing day. I know that every chance I have to teach my children to fly, it's up to me to show them just how far they can soar.
Last thursday we had several Sifu's at the koon doing training, and I count myself lucky to be in a school with so many. It was said, "learn to train with every Sifu, each and every one have a different style and each have something to teach." While the drooning of the vacum continued I began to think about that. Sifu Huntner is a stickler for protocol, and to be honest for the longest time he scared me. Now having known him, he's one of the first that I would approach if I had a question in my training. Sifu Schano a caring soul. He cares deeply for every student hoping to help each one in their training. My son Nate is alway's drawn to him looking for a hug. Sifu Tuy a man of delight and wonder. There is someone that everyone remembers be it a friend or just someone you knew who seemed to possess the very spirit of life, excitement, and happiness. He's that guy that even on a slow day seems to brighten it in some way. Sifu Dennis is a man of heart. We can't all do monk stance, and passing gas when you're nervous is ok, stand tall, take and give those punches, put your heart into it. Sifu Melody who shows strenght in determination helping you to remember never to underestimate be it male or female. If only my daughter can take something from her I'll be a happy father. While I've never really trained with Sifu Jill, my wife always enjoy's her, and my wife's opinion goes a long way with me. SiGung Jungmann a well rounded man possessing many qualities that I enjoy, so many, that if something were to happen to me, I would want him to have a hand in my childrens upbringing.
Finally this weekend I had a chance to meet our Grandmaster. He was not what I expected. I saw that he was gracefull in his movements and possessed power with every one of those movements, but I was not expecting his humility. I'm sure some of it is because I flood my home with the poison of TV and magazines, but I so expected a man such as him to be haughty in nature. During our seminars he went around watching and helping every student and was more then willing to talk and answer my questions more then once. Which I must admit was very exciting. I was also able to meet SiGung Jimmy and Sifu James who were also great in their own rights. Several times SiGung Jimmy came over to help me when it looked as though I was struggling, I'm sure he too is a fantastic teacher. These were individuals who I would be proud to call father or brother and welcome into my heart.
As I run out of carpet to be cleaned thoughts of my children and how I want to teach them to be everything that they can came to forethought.
If you want to better yourself, live and love those who you feel are better people.
I hope that this is a lesson they learn by having watched me.