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Friday, 9 September 2005

it is raining

i like the rain. i may have indeed gone into one deep blue funk. it is strange to be in a deep blue funk, and to be in love at the same time while living in total chaos, to say nothing of uncertainty.

after aikido training i had a bier with two of my aikidoka colleagues at the train station, of all places. i needed to go pick up some groceries, and the shops are open until 21:00 at the train station. for some odd reason one said something about bier, the other had to wait for a train. it was plain clean fun to just spontaneously chat about all the trivialities of our daily lives.

while in my deep blue funk, aikido is sanity pure, no thinking required. three years ago when i went into another, perhaps not quite as deep blue funk period, i could not deal with aikido training. i was off the tatami for a whole year.  this time the funk is deeper, i can feel it, and for better or for worse, i am at a totally different place, i can forget the funk and the love when i am on the tatami. today's training was full of energy, 4 men and 2 women, among them one fellow who had been off the tatami in aikido for a few months due to surgery and with whom i love to practice although i must admit that he is like a bulldozer. what is very special about friday training is the emphasis on the connection between the weapons and the body art. shomen uchi, tsuki  ikkyo, shiho-nage, omote and ura, and good old kokyo-ho, and then at the end of class a bit of randori. i love randori. there are all sorts of forms of randori, and there are all sorts of practices that i have heard called randori. the last thing i am going to here is to be technical about all of this, suffice to say that we had a few minutes of free attack and free defense. it gets fast and furious and it reguires quite a bit of concentration. i had two ukes (attackers) and they were both rather energetic. it seems that i absorbed all that energy rather well, i really feel invigorated after the training in-spite of my left arm injury that strangely enough bothers me much more when i am uke that when i am tori.

it rains, it is really loudly doing so. it has been one wild and crazy day.

but what on earth is this deep blue funk about?

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