After the conclusion of last night’s karate class, my sensei gave us a basic primer on Iaido and Aikido in preparation for an upcoming seminar some of us black belts would be attending. In doing so, he opened our eyes to a fact that I think often gets neglected in many other schools: that Japanese martial arts don’t exist in a vacuum. They were created to work with, against, and in response to other arts that were practiced at the time of their creation, and understanding these relationships can help you understand your own art more deeply.

I eagerly unpack the bag of art supplies I just bought at the store. It has all the basics I need to start painting: brushes, paints, canvas paper and disposable palettes. I arrange them all out on the table, then jokingly tell my wife not to interrupt me for the next 30 minutes, because a genius is at work. Today, first the first time in over seven years, I am going to paint.

I read a great short story by an anonymous author today that had some important lessons built into it. It was a story about a man who passed by some elephants. As he passed by, he noticed that they were all bound together by a thin rope – nothing else. It was clear that they could have broken free any time they wanted.

I’m fairly new to meditation; I originally started it as a way to try to become more mindful and aware in the moment. That said, people choose meditation for a whole bunch of different reasons; it helps reduce stress and anxiety; improves blood flow to the brain and makes it age more slowly; it can help improve your relationships with the people around you; and it can even help you sleep more soundly.

A while back, I posted an update on my student debt situation, and I realized that the post was over a year old. Since then, a lot has happened (including a complete basement renovation), and I wanted to share an update on how I was able to knock my debt all the way down to under $10,000 today, from $37,900 in September 2017.

A while back, in preparation for my black belt grading in karate, I wrote a post about what a black belt means to me. Since then, certain facets of what it means to be a black belt have taken on added importance to me. The most prominent among those is compassion.

Earlier this week my Sensei offered up a challenge to the black belts in his class. He tasked us with researching Marilyn Monroe, and then arriving at our own conclusions as to how her life and actions relate to our concept of fighting. This post is my attempt of summarizing my takeaways from the exercise. Challenge accepted, Sensei!

I had the privilege of attending a special symposium held by my sensei at his dojo over the past weekend. It was about 10 hours over the course of two days, and it was intense, in the sense that there was a lot to digest. Through it all though, there were some valuable nuggets that I think any martial artist should spend some time reflecting on. Here is one of the most important.