For me this is strange. As the youthful days of hard-anything-anytime
have thankfully eroded deep ravines of necessary compassion, empathy and respect; still the need for budo remains.
The blessings of aging crowns me periodically with the understanding of my eternal passing; and with that, infinite self-actualizing expansion, and with that, the subtle abyss of immortal lessons such as "mayagi"-do, aiki -Taiso, ki gong, yoga,ect.
Fortunatly, while searching for knowledge, I have encountered this communion of peace and harmony via the internet. It is my hope to immerse myself into the sublime
of your art.
Someday, my true dojo will open its doors to me. Until then, I will make my