When we join a Martial Arts, it certainly, guarantee pain.Then again, which physical activity doesn’t promises that? even if you go for a jog, your lungs will burn, your feet will ache. so why the pain, the aches and the soreness?
There is something that we can learn from the pain and suffering and our very utopia. that is the irony isn’t it, you don’t really find salvation from pleasure, our very freedom lies in the pain that holds us from it. it is in our struggle to find freedom, that we find freedom.
I don’t try to overcome suffering anymore, at least I try not. it’s not an obstacles that we conquer, defeat. our suffering is not the enemy, we are. pain is something that I try to transcend, its like a wall, blocking my view, my path, and I try, as best as I can to climb over, peer and peep, because there is something over at the other side which holds my truth.
Suffering is like a wall to me, detached from me, there is the ‘wall’ and there’s me. hopefully when I can muster enough wisdom, courage, and strength, I can make the wall, me, and me, the wall. after all ,what is in the distinction between me and the wall which all but the same?
Pain and suffering tells me that I have much to understand about my own body. which is such a complicated and sophisticated piece of technology. Aikido is one of my many tools which enables me to delve into my own body safely to understand my being and self.
Call me masochistic, well, another label, another cliché, but avoid pain, avoid freedom, the ultimate happiness and transcendence. No, transcendental happiness doesn’t makes us immortal, it makes us happily mortal.