Showing posts with label Aikido. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Aikido. Show all posts

Sunday, November 12, 2017

Meaningful Aikido

Martial arts fascinated me ever since I was 10. I watched VHS and Betamax movies on ninjas, samurais, and kung-fu masters as they dodged blows, evaded spears, parried swords, jumped from high platforms, and climbed walls. It delivered mysticism and quenched my curiosity. I promised myself then that I would pursue such an art when I grew older.

Now, some three decades later, plus some change, I’m about to be tested for my san-dan in Aikido. I have fulfilled my promise and in a way I have done so three fold counting by the number of times I’ve completed dan grading. Before taking on the test and the added responsibility that comes with every dan grade, I ask myself again what is Aikido to me and how should I approach further learning.

In my pursuit of mastery, like many others, I question my practice time and time again. “Am I doing techniques right?” “Is this or that effective?” And to a certain extent, “can I defend myself?” Perhaps the last one, in everyone’s mind, is the most important. But is it? The context for which Aikido finds itself in is always changing as many things do. For instance, today Aikido finds itself in the company of MMA or mixed martial arts. It has become unavoidable for it to be pitted versus several other arts. Its legitimacy gets questioned resulting in some aikidokas being prompted to try and defend it against skeptics but in a way playing in the terms set forth by other arts. Already we can see the problem in this. At the onset, Aikido loses its ground as it is forced to play into the strengths of another kind of practice.   

As an Aikidoka I also have such concerns but I have resolved these issues. The answer lies in what I wanted my Aikido to be for me. It is however a bit disconcerting when I see some Aikidoka feeling insecure on how to see and develop their Aikido. Some are even challenged by others and by the way I see it, probably feel they are pushed back against a wall or a corner and are made to believe the inadequacy of their practice. There is no need to be insecure about one’s practice. One only needs to set the right attitude on how to approach practice and define clearly what it means for them.  

In the first place, Aikido has a beautiful heritage and that is more than enough to secure it as a legitimate martial art. The history of O-Sensei’s techniques, the branching out of several other forms by his students, and its propagation all over the world are fascinating stories talked about over and over and never ceases to amaze even the most seasoned aikidoka. Second, it’s philosophy has depth and every aspect of it is embedded in its actual physical practice. The practice of awareness of actions and the delivery of appropriate reactions adhering to its philosophy is a cycle of self-correction. Every time you get lost in the execution of a technique, you only need to remember its philosophy. Every time you forget its philosophy, you only need to practice intently to remember about balance, awareness, and its dynamic sphere.

Regarding the question of self-defense and whether it will be effective versus other martial arts or MMA is a perplexing debate. Self-defense is a broad topic and in todays context the extent and range of the field of different martial forms is simply too large to cover completely. Here is where the initial argument already fails. Aikido is a traditional martial art and has remained so for many years. Its basic forms are largely based on very simple and very singular modes of deflections, entry, and techniques. So, can you use Aikido to defend yourself? In the traditional context the answer is yes. However, if you pit it against modern day martial arts or other martial arts for that matter the answer depends on how you practice. To even begin to test your practice with other martial arts shouldn’t it be best to study the other forms too? How can you even begin to defend yourself against something you have no knowledge about? The study of other forms affects your technique; it adapts, it changes. Then the question becomes, “Are you still practicing Aikido with all the changes?” Perhaps what results is a form very different from Traditional Aikido or Aikido at all. Are you still an Aikidoka? This is a touchy topic. Every martial art evolves. What is important is to figure out what it means for you and what you want from it. Does your chosen martial art fulfill your needs as a martial artist or does it answer your questions regarding self-defense?

I teach Traditional Aikido and have chosen to stay within the boundaries of the traditional forms. Do I teach self-defense? In the simplest sense yes but the complexity of the world outside the dojo makes it a very different setting. Training with weapons is a good example. We have tanto-dori or knife disarming practice. Will it work outside the dojo? It may be best to answer with further questions. How often do you practice? How intently do you practice? How often do you practice tanto-dori? Have you studied how other knife wielding arts move? Have you practiced with these other forms with experts in their field? All these aside however, we still practice tanto-dori but not in the context of these questions. The importance of tanto-dori is the magnification of the awareness of the dangers posed by such weapons. It makes nage more aware of his body position in relation to uke. It makes him more aware of uke’s balance and ability to strike back during technique. Nage should perform a technique without endangering himself from uke’s knife or a counter move. An uke with a tanto, raises nage’s awareness of danger and thus becomes more intent during practice.

The wielding of the bokken and the jo is also an essential part of my Aikido. Do I teach to defend against these weapons or to even match someone who is a kenjutsu expert? To me these weapons simply magnify the dangers posed on by uke. The simple shomen-uchi, or strike to the top of the head, for instance, is made more menacing and more meaningful when uke is using a bokken to deliver it. Again it magnifies nage’s awareness of uke’s threat. Without the bokken, nage’s awareness lowers and what may result is sloppy technique. Likewise, the jo becomes a very useful tool in developing ma-ai or proper distancing. You can’t wield or use it to its full advantage when you are too close to uke. Practice with the jo reinforces nage’s consciousness of the effects of reach, extension, and projection. The jo being the longest of the three weapons used in Aikido and its versatility as it can be wielded from both ends allows nage to perpetuate continuous circular movements while staying out of uke’s reach or influence while being able to unsettle uke’s balance from a safe position or proper distance.   
 
For me these are enough for Aikido to have more meaning. It gives practice depth and reason. If as nage an Aikidoka can be made aware of the dangers of armed attacks then it will eventually become natural for him to be aware even of unarmed attacks. Raising awareness in terms of position, balance, and extension should be the basic concerns during practice. Will I teach ways to deflect against a seasoned knife wielder? Will I even teach how to defend against someone with a gun? Will I teach how to toe-to-toe with an MMA fighter? The answer is no. These concerns are the sole responsibility of the practitioner. I prefer to stay within the boundaries of Traditional Aikido and I am already well aware of its potential. Others who have far deeper concerns into such things should immerse themselves into specific arts. I too look at other forms of martial arts but only to further my learning but I will not teach something I have no deep knowledge about.

In the dojo we practice Traditional Aikido. There is already a huge plethora of ways to make practice meaningful. From time to time there will be something new as all of us learn something different everyday. We evolve at paces varying from person to person. Am I content with my practice? In a way yes but in another sense I still look for ways to improve. It will never stop. Am I a master in what I do? Certainly not, but judging from the many things I’ve said so far I think I’ve learned quite a bit and I have amassed enough reason to keep practicing.






Tuesday, December 20, 2016

Choosing the Katana

Among the archaic weapons that laced the epic duels of feudal Japan none epitomized the greatest contest more than the katana versus the jo or the short wooden stick. The story of the meeting between the sword wielding Miyamoto Musashi and the jo handler Mus Gonnosuke still etch vivid scenes that remain in my mind. Musashi lost that duel. The elegant, hard-edged, and sharp katana was defeated by the simplicity and balance of the jo.

Wielding bokken to practice movement based on the sword 

I once questioned the outcome of that duel. How can a weapon made of steel with razor sharp edge be defeated by a blunt wooden stick? What are the strong points of each weapon and what disadvantage can one have against the other? Which one would I actually choose if I were to be in a duel set in feudal Japan?

It is hard to choose between the katana and the jo. Both weapons possess elegance and versatility. The manner by which they are wielded are different yet in my study of Aikido, a martial art grounded in the movement of both these weapons, I’ve come to learn certain similarities. Still, they do posses certain advantages and disadvantages over the other.



The katana is made of steel, forged and formed by master blacksmiths. It’s made of a material most definitely stronger than wood and Japanese masterful craftsmanship makes it no ordinary sword. It is made to perfection. It is light and can be made to deflect and cut at the same time. Its razor sharp edge can cut through wood and human bone and its point is just as lethal if not more. A learned swordsman wielding a katana is a deadly force. Still, it is a one-sided weapon; it has one sharp edge, one sharp point, and usually rests on the left hip so that the right hand will be the one to control it with the left hand used for delivering power from the very end of the hilt.

The jo on the other hand is a considerably longer weapon thus having advantage over reach. Its well-balanced construction allows both ends to be made to thrust and deliver powerful blunt edge strikes that can quite easily crush or break bones. The power of the jo also lies on its versatility to be used symmetrically.  That is, it has no preference from which side of the body it’s going to come from, which hand to use for control, and which hand to use for power. A master of the jo can hold the entire length of the weapon at any point giving him a flexibility of attacks and defense that becomes harder to anticipate. 

A martial art based on the use of sword and jo techniques; Aikido emphasizes deflection or redirection rather than blocking or stopping movement. Needless to say there is a way to deflect the cutting edge of a sword. A jo is useless to block a katana but it can deflect it. With the greatest advantage of the katana, that is its edge, nullified by skillful deflection, the jo gains the upper advantage. It’s not hard now to imagine why Musashi lost to Gonnosuke.


Every technique is based on sword movement 


That said, would I choose the jo? No. I would still choose the katana. It would be for the reason that it’s not an ordinary weapon. The amount of craftsmanship that goes into its making and the mere fact that it remains sheathed until there is no other option but to draw it out makes it elegant and a civilized weapon. The question about winning the duel still looms. There is a bigger chance of losing if I choose the katana over the jo but I’m not saying I’m ok with defeat. Perhaps I’m saying I’m willing enough to struggle against the odds. I’m saying, yes give me that beating but I won’t give up. I choose the katana, win or lose.       

Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Place, Product, Price, Promotion


The fundamental P’s of marketing are just the tip of the iceberg.  There is much more beneath the P’s and I’m sinking in the deep cold waters to see just how much I can understand. Why is there just so little that is readily exposed whereas the fuller picture lies buried cold?  Like in free diving, there is need to gasp for air lest one drowns and die of lack of oxygen. This sudden need to write is me gasping for air from all the P's and what lies beneath it.  It is a needed respite from the suddenly heavy weight of the week ahead.  Exams. Designs. Papers. Work.  I don’t even want to expound.  Yikes! I’m being eaten alive by the system.  Actually though, it is a welcome change.  But, I’ll leave the P’s for a while for some recollection of C’s and A’s, CLIMBING and AIKIDO. 

2013 marked the beginning of a few changes.  Climbing wise, the new summer of the snake slithered fast away.  I was able to finish a boulder project that I’ve put off for sometime.  The “Avenger”, a short, crimpy, and overhanging boulder problem at the Kambingan Boulder at Wawa, Montalban now has a 2nd ascent.  It feels awkward stating the fact.  It is not as if it’s a huge momentous event and it’s not even high on the list of 5-star boulder problems to tick-off or finish.  Still, it was a highlight I want to remember and to my perception, it still is one of the harder problems in the area.  Sweeter to think too was that the ascent was filmed by Gameplan, a now “webisoded” format of the old production that it was.  It’s now on its nth web episode, probably on the 61st?  It was a fun day.  Three episodes of Gameplan and one for Green Living were shot that day.  Aside from that the summer just faded.









The rains came shortly after.  Boulders got wet, approaches got muddy and the motivation to get out and get dirty just dwindled fast.  The cold mornings weighed down the blankets that pressed me down flat on my back.  The comfort of the dark soulfully tasted like the hot and soothing chicken soup I remember from back from when I was ten years old.  Climbing in the gym, the solution to wet weather, rapidly became monotonous.  I needed something new.

It was time to get into something I’ve put off again and it came like a cool breeze on a hot humid day.  Aikido, the martial art of harmony, was sunrise to the canvas of gray mornings.  The time I started climbing was the time I stopped practicing Aikido.  After 14 years, the pull towards it again became hard to ignore.  The first time I stepped into the dojo, after more than a decade of absence, I hesitated donning my hakama for fear of not remembering anything I have learned before.  The urge to relearn, however, was big.   Soon, I got my techniques back. 

Aikikai Hombu Dojo sent the new Waka Sensei or the young sensei heir to the founder of the art, O’Sensei, to conduct Aikido seminars here in the Philippines.  The timing was perfect.  When it comes, it comes, and it fed my decision to further pursue the course I was glad I started again.



I now teach Aikido classes in Ateneo de Manila every Mondays.  On other days, I just practice.  I’m amongst teachers, philosophers, students and other fellow aikidokas, all "yukyusha" or beginner by heart.  On the eve of a hot humid February 9th, Seki Shihan 8thDan, granted my Nidan.  After a hiatus of 15 years, getting my form back, and after enduring hours and hours of practice, it felt reassuring that I was moving in a direction I wished for.

The summer of 2014 is now fast approaching.  The end of the P’s will give way to new C’s and A’s.  I have my fingers crossed.  I now ride on the catapult of previous climbing trips to Atimonan and Baguio, and the new responsibilities of a Nidan.  P’s … Why is there just so little that is readily exposed whereas the fuller picture lies buried cold?  Seek and you shall find?  Where there is darkness…light?  Perhaps it just needs to be that way.  



Thursday, August 8, 2013

Writers write, Uke falls



What is beautiful?  You see eyes and lips curl to a smile at you, you melt.  You see and hear a little boy wave and say goodbye with a quivering voice, you cry a little.  You hear a voice read you a story, you become a child, you feel just laying on your back, stare at the passing clouds while you smell freshly cut grass, feel the cool breeze wash off the small specks of the mid-afternoon sun across your face, and just watch the lips talking to you, words spilling out like a tune.  You hike in the early evening darkness, you hold on to the end of the day, and wish it is the beginning and not the time to go part ways.  You lie on your bed, in the pitch-black night, and remember things you probably shouldn't, but you do.  You get up three o’clock in the morning and you write.  You write, you read, you think, and you write some more.  You shut your eyes to the world and go inward.  You dream and wake in the slow chilly morning and try to grasp at the slowly fading images in your mind and try to express them in words.  You write.  Writing is beautiful.

I am fortunate to be with people who are driven by expression, whether be from climbing, aikido, architecture, photography or writing.  My life is full of expressions.  To be allowed to feel all the extreme ends of each emotion that is possible in a lifetime is a divine gift I’ve leaned to accept in full humility.  Pain. Sadness. Joy. Loss. Anger. Fear. Confusion. Love.  Emotions drive the world I think.  Good stories are written with these.

I'm exuberant.  I'm excited.  I'm writing. It is now becoming another of my obsessions, to come up with the most beautiful story ever told.  It can be a story of mine, of somebody else's life, of fiction or of non-fiction.  It can be not the most happy one.  It can be not an entirely sad one either, but something that would leave marks and traces across people’s faces and hearts, in minds and in souls.  It will take months, even years, it may even be unending.  I do not mind.  I’ll keep writing.

Writing is a freedom.  You are in a world where you can stuff all your dreams in and just hope.  You go to anywhere you want, feel any way you want, and see what no one else can see.

I am not alone.  Other people write.  Writing heals.  I think the most beautiful writing that can be done is the one that helps mend a little the broken edges and the cracks we all have in common.  Written words can be personal.  It can be shared.   It is better though to share, because people need people, and lives intersect through sharing.

I'm suddenly in the company of writers.  I love it.  To keep pace will not be easy.  I'm with PhD professors, creative writers, and philosophers. You know who you are.  Thank you for the hand.  Like guides, I'll follow where your light goes, but in the end we may head up different ways.  We all do have our own roads.  I’ll keep you company if you need me, and if you decide to keep me company, you will always be welcome.

I'm excited for the idea of the book, Professor Momok.  It is something to look forward to.  Doors continue to open and I look forward to each surprise every turn presents.

Here's a piece by Prixie Tan-Cruz, an Aikidoka, an English professor en-route to a PhD, an anime fan, and a wife to a quirky Chris who is also a freelance writer.  Prixie is a friend.  I am nage, she is uke, but in the coming yudansha exam, roles will switch and I'll be the one doing ukemi for her.

There maybe many more guest writers in the coming days.  I'm excited to let more and more people into my life, or at least in this blog for that matter.  Hope you enjoy.


Ukemi Courage
By Prixe Tan-Cruz


I’m scared of a lot of things. I worry about money, losing loved ones, getting sick, and getting into a car accident no matter how superficial. I’m also scared of failing, of not doing things right, of disappointing people, and of disappointing myself.  I worry about what people will say about me, whether they like me enough or whether I please them enough. This is a long list of fears and worries.  I'm surprised I’m still standing with a perpetual smile on my face.  Still, I know these fears and worries are, in many ways, normal for many of us.  Life is hard, we humans have to do what we can to survive and build a relatively happy life around us.  We fear loss. We fear solitude. We fear failure.

Because of these fears, I’m not surprised that I have a hard time with ukemi. Ukemi is part of the practice of the martial art, aikido. Aikido is a peaceful art--- it has no attacks, no competitions, and so there’s not a strong drive in its practitioners to outdo one another.  Aikido offers many challenges, but to me the scariest is ukemi.

Ukemi is loosely described as the art of falling.  It involves absorbing a violent attack by gracefully falling on the ground or at least try to be as graceful as possible.  It’s the first thing any aikido beginner will learn.  It consists of hurling yourself on the mat like a ball.  Of course, as any beginner will know, this is easier said than done.  In practicing ukemi for the first time, so many fears come into play: Will I land right? Will I break my neck? Will I hurt myself? Will I die?!  It gets worse. Aikido also consists of other people hurling you to the ground.  You have to learn ukemi because eventually, someone will throw you (and throw you hard) and you have to know enough ukemi to fall and land safe.  For a fearful, control-freak girl like me, ukemi IS fear.

Eventually, I learned to love ukemi.  When I realized I could hurl myself onto the floor and roll like a ball, my world turned around in a very good way.  In that one moment, I learned that if I could control myself while hurling myself forward and landing without hurting myself, then I can control my fears.  When I managed a high ukemi for the first time courtesy of a partner who hurled hard, my world changed even more.  Being thrown means relinquishing control.  It is the ultimate expression of letting oneself go.  In that moment, your partner controls and you have no choice but to let go.  That moment full of fear, such as the fear of breaking my neck, turned into a moment of peace then elation as I realized that no matter who or what was controlling me, I could roll and stand up after.  Standing up after something so scary became easy and so fear gradually subsided.

This is how I found courage.  It takes courage to do something that might cause pain but it takes more courage to accept that you will know how to land and stand up after.