finding my way back....
I was a student of Aikido for over five years in Boulder. I had the privilege of studying under Ikeda Sensei and Tres Hoffmeister Sensei. But when changes were made to training schedules I was upset, but kept training because I loved my art. I trained under so many other Sensei, but felt as though something was missing. My background prior to aikido, was all full contact mixed style fighting. I had grown tired of broken toes and sore hands and was in need of some peace within myself. I began to question what was being taught by some of the instructors, this was my problem, not theirs. And then just as I was teetering on the edge of taking some time off, someone very dear to me and my training in aikido, passed away. Debbie Kranzler Sensei was my first instructor in aikido, she was my toughest critic and biggest fan. Her death crushed me, I was done. I left the dojo the day of her memorial service and never returned. I went on to play semi-pro football for two seasons, maybe I was testing my own mortality?
I have since moved to Austin, Tx and am starting to miss the feeling of being on the mat. I left the dojo after passing my Ikkyu test and feel as though I sold myself short. There was a sense of family in the Boulder dojo, I do miss so many of those folks I spent so many nights sweating and training so hard with...
Do I owe the Sensei of my new dojo any explanation of why I left?