Christmas is supposed to be a time for love and generosity; a time for goodwill and empathy. Or is it?
Personally, I am of the opinion that this is no longer the mentality of Christmas and it has been reduced to a romanticism. Christmas has become something one can enjoy only if they can afford it. It has become so commercialised and materialistic that very little of its true meaning still remains.
Increasingly, Christmas is being seen as an opportunity to make money. The recent Sainsbury's advert that caused so much controversy is a sad reflection of how far businesses are prepared to go to make a profit. In this case, it was trivialising something profoundly terrible, World War One, to try and sell goods. The fact that they value making money at Christmas more than respecting those who lost their lives or were emotionally and physically scarred by the war just goes to show the extent of it! I won't go in to a huge amount of detail about it, there are plenty of articles online that do that.
Another example of what I'm talking about is the John Lewis advert that is released every December. Yes, it certainly tugs at one's heartstrings, but allow the façade to fall away and you will find a colder motivation which is using Christmas as an opportunity to make money.
I sincerely hope Karate does not suffer a fate similar to this. I sincerely hope that commercialisation and political ambitions do not replace its true values. For example, the main concern of a Sensei should be his or her students and the main concern of a head of an organisation should be the members of that organisation, the quality of the karate, etc... Regrettably, this is not always the case, instead, people can be in it for themselves with really tall egos. I consider myself very fortunate to be training under a sensei who is not egotistical or in it for himself and for my organisation to be relatively un-political.
Comparable with Christmas becoming materialistic is how karateka can become overly concerned with belt promotions and winning competitions. I am, by no means against sport karate or the belt system. My point is that these are obvious, black and white benchmarks of success in karate and therefore an oddity. Success is never usually in black and white when it comes to karate. Often, its those achievements that aren't in black and white that can be of the most value to us. The fact karate has given me the self-confidence to do things and take opportunities that I would not have done or taken before, taught me so much about myself and life alongside making me a stronger person means more to me than the fact I passed my 1st dan last year. Passing 1st dan was the most obvious benchmark of success out of the examples I gave and it's also probably the one most likely to make me look good infront of other people, as would winning competitions, but I don't participate in them. To be concerned with looking good to other people and having a false sense of self-importance is to forget what it really means to be a karateka. It's O.K to be concerned about things like passing gradings; most of us are to some extent but we should not let it be the only thing in our training. Because karate is much more complex than that.
We can never replicate the days of Okinawa in this modern world but that is not to say we shouldn't find a way to modernize karate and still do it justice to prevent it suffering a fate similar to that of Christmas.
Sunday, 21 December 2014
Monday, 8 December 2014
Always Looking Forward, Never Looking Back
Two months ago, I was on a training course run by my karate association. It was aimed at brown and black belts. For the two hours we were there, we had been split in to two groups according to our grade.
The head Instructor of our association had been the one training the black belts. Towards the end of the two hours, he said, " Just gather around me a moment". We did so.
"Look at you belts"
We all glanced down at the black lengths of fabric tied around our waists, some of which had evidently seen a great deal of training.
" Are you proud of them?"
His question caught me by surprise; it isn't what one expects to be asked by a sensei after training. I don't know if it was just me who was surprised because we all replied with a quiet "oss".
He carried on speaking, " we all, me included, sometimes put this", he indicated his belt and gi, " on like an old boiler suit. But, when you feel like giving up, because we all feel like that sometimes, remember the blood, sweat and tears it took for you to get to this level; you don't want that to be for nothing"
I felt that his words had a great deal of truth in them. When he talked about the urge to give up, I could really relate to that. I'd certainly felt it several times during my first 9 months as a 1st dan.
Passing black belt did not bring with it the sense of self-satisfaction and enlightenment that I'd often fantasized about as a kyu grade. Instead, I feel more lost and inexperienced than I ever have done since the first time I walked in to a dojo.
It shows how, as karateka, we are always looking forward and never looking back. Because we are always searching for something better or closer to perfection in training. This is an integral part of karate's beauty. It allows us to study it for a lifetime and really grow to love and understand it. The fact what was said at the end of that course surprised me was, I think, because it contradicted this principle. 'When you feel like giving up, remember the blood, sweat and tears it took to get to this point'. So maybe looking back does have a place in karate. When there's nothing to look forward at, ( that urge to give up), the other thing we can do is look back and, from there, possibly find the strength to carry on.
The head Instructor of our association had been the one training the black belts. Towards the end of the two hours, he said, " Just gather around me a moment". We did so.
"Look at you belts"
We all glanced down at the black lengths of fabric tied around our waists, some of which had evidently seen a great deal of training.
" Are you proud of them?"
His question caught me by surprise; it isn't what one expects to be asked by a sensei after training. I don't know if it was just me who was surprised because we all replied with a quiet "oss".
He carried on speaking, " we all, me included, sometimes put this", he indicated his belt and gi, " on like an old boiler suit. But, when you feel like giving up, because we all feel like that sometimes, remember the blood, sweat and tears it took for you to get to this level; you don't want that to be for nothing"
I felt that his words had a great deal of truth in them. When he talked about the urge to give up, I could really relate to that. I'd certainly felt it several times during my first 9 months as a 1st dan.
Passing black belt did not bring with it the sense of self-satisfaction and enlightenment that I'd often fantasized about as a kyu grade. Instead, I feel more lost and inexperienced than I ever have done since the first time I walked in to a dojo.
It shows how, as karateka, we are always looking forward and never looking back. Because we are always searching for something better or closer to perfection in training. This is an integral part of karate's beauty. It allows us to study it for a lifetime and really grow to love and understand it. The fact what was said at the end of that course surprised me was, I think, because it contradicted this principle. 'When you feel like giving up, remember the blood, sweat and tears it took to get to this point'. So maybe looking back does have a place in karate. When there's nothing to look forward at, ( that urge to give up), the other thing we can do is look back and, from there, possibly find the strength to carry on.
Wednesday, 3 December 2014
This is a copy of an article I recently sent to a karate magazine. A long time ago, I did a post called 'the difference between wearing a black belt and being one' and I thought to myself that I could talk about it in much more detail, which inspired me to write the article. Many of my ideas expressed in it are a result of developing them through my blog posts. So thanks to everyone who read them! Enjoy reading this:
The
Difference between Wearing a Black Belt and Being One
As a kyu
grade, I often wondered why so many karateka stopped training shortly after
they had become 1st dans. Black belt was the point where one could
start to make karate their own and understand it at a greater depth, so I’d
understood. What would make somebody stop training when they had all of that
ahead of them?
December 2014 marks the end of my first year
as a black belt; a 1st dan. Since my grading, I feel I now have a
better understanding of why new 1st dans give up karate so early
after passing their gradings.
The way I
see it is that, as a kyu grade, a karateka develops the skills and knowledge so
they can begin to make karate their own and take full responsibility for their
training at black belt level, with the belt system providing a systematic
approach to the vast amount of learning which has to be done before black belt
and making it more manageable. One cause of people stopping karate shortly after
passing their 1st dan grading is relying solely on the belt system and
working towards the next belt for motivation, since there isn’t that incentive
as a dan grade; gradings are further apart and not as important at that level.
No longer motivated, karateka this way inclined give up.
The other
cause is the main focus of this article.
Training as a kyu grade is far from identical to doing so as a Dan grade. I
don’t recall training with the same burden of responsibility, the same
independence or the same mind set that I do now as a kyu grade. One has to
train with a different mind set once they make the transition to black belt
from 1st kyu, as training with the same mind set just doesn’t work,
with the need to take full responsibility
for training and be more independent as a karateka.
As I’ve
recently found out, this transition from one mind set to a different one isn’t
all that easy to make; it certainly wasn’t for me. I’d passed my grading, felt
the usual mixture of pride and relief but after I’d settled back in to training
again, the reality dawned on me. I was at the stage where I could make karate
my own and there was this greater burden of responsibility with more
independence coming with it. This demanded a different type and different level
of commitment and effort from me. I suddenly had this huge thing to live up to,
or I became more aware of it. I also became aware that, although I’d passed my
grading and had the belt around my waist to prove it, I was still a 1st
kyu underneath it all and yet to fill the role of black belt effectively. This
was when I discovered the difference between wearing a black belt and being
one.
The fact I’d
come a long way in training, still had
much further to go but was unsure which direction to take as I tried to find a
way to live up to black belt meant I felt really lost and confused for a while,
the first nine months following my grading, for that matter. As I moved deeper
in to this wilderness, the change in training,from what I’d known as a kyu
grade meant I felt distanced from my experience before black belt, which was
more or less all of my experience in karate! It was as if my life as a coloured
belt had never happened. Although I enjoyed this opportunity to ‘start again’,
as it were, it also caused part of me to feel very insecure about my training.
Far worse, was the feeling that my training had ground to a halt, not something
I’d been accustomed to as a kyu grade. As a result I found myself, for the
first time, fighting laziness and complacency and I gave in to them. I still
trained 3 times a week with all the energy and conviction I’d always done but,
outside of the Dojo, my personal practice was in a significantly less
respectable state.
I hated
myself for doing this, for training 3 times a week as if karate was everything
to me but the opposite being true in the rest of my life. I felt like I was
just messing about on the fringes of karate and not going deeper, staying in my
comfort zone. You don’t have to be a 10th Dan to work out these
aren’t ideal traits for a karateka to possess. My training felt like a lie,
which I found really unsettling because inspite of the sorry state I’d let my
training reduce to, it didn’t mean less to me than it had done before. It still
gave me the confidence in myself and life that I hadn’t really had in the same
way before starting karate, it was still important to me, so having those
things undermined because I felt I was deceiving myself was far from pleasant.
It wasn’t
just me I felt I was deceiving, or that it was just my karate training that I’d
let down. I also felt guilty when I remembered that there was a certain kind of
respect for Dan grades because of the level in training they’d reached. I was
not living up to that level and didn’t deserve that respect. As well as myself,
therefore, I felt that I was deceiving everyone else too which brought with it
a moderate sense of self-disgust. Alongside this, I felt I’d let my Sensei
down, after training hard in and out of the dojo, only for it to change after
my 1st Dan grading. The fact my training outside of the dojo had
deteriorated but was the same as before during training sessions meant I felt I
was deceiving him in that way, which I felt incredibly bad about because if it
wasn’t for him and his way of teaching,
I could’ve given up long ago.
I was hating
myself for letting my training deteriorate and deceiving everyone, I was
feeling daunted and insecure about training as a Dan grade or, to put it more
simply, training just didn’t feel like it used to. This, alongside the
directionlessness and lack of progress in my karate, meant that it got to the
point where I considered giving up karate, which was when I finally began to
see the cause of karateka who worked
towards improving their karate rather than the next belt hanging their gi up as
relatively new 1st dans , as I was now experiencing what they had
evidently experienced on some level. To be completely honest, it was quite scary
when I considered giving up karate because I had never anticipated it
happening; I was serious about training and had wanted to make serious
progress, not for it to end in this manner. At the time, it hurt to think that
I was just going to end up as a karateka who had become a victim of human
nature and I would agree with you if you said that I was being unnecessarily
proud if I thought that, I’ve learnt from it; nobody is ever immune to becoming
a victim of human nature in their training. The fact is I could never see
myself stopping karate as I’d feel like part of me was missing. Equally, I
didn’t want to end up doing karate but not make any kind of progress for the
rest of my life. I did remember the amount of experienced, high Dan grades
there were, (and still are), out there who had been black belts for decades and
didn’t seem to have trouble making progress and still getting a lot out of
their training. Had I missed something if I was, after less than a year of
being a 1st dan, having trouble making progress? I decided it was
time to speak to my sensei and try to put my anxieties at rest.
Even when
writing this article and reflecting on my experiences, some things I wanted to
put across took more than one attempt for me to put in to words in a way I
thought was accurate. At the time when I
spoke to my sensei, it was even more difficult to do so as I was still
experiencing it and all the emotions that accompanied it and had not had that
chance to reflect on it with the benefit of hindsight. I was anticipating
having to give a long and awkward explanation but I had just begun talking when
he said he knew exactly where I was coming from. This was something of a relief
to me, to speak to someone who understood and reassured me that things would
improve if I stuck it out. I was also relieved to know he wasn’t disappointed
in me even though he had every right to be.
Come
mid-July, things did start to improve for me. Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t a
huge change, I would not have said, even at this point, that my training was in
a respectable state. But I felt that somehow, things had started to move
forward again. I can’t pinpoint the exact cause of why this change came about
but I think it was something to do with me becoming more relaxed about life.
This meant that I could face practicing at the end of a long day because I had
the energy, even if I didn’t, it was still manageable because I started to work
on breathing properly with techniques and improving my ability to do things
slowly which meant I was less mentally and physically tense (something I
struggle with a great deal in karate) so I did not exhaust myself at the end of
each practice I did. With this happening, I felt myself settle in to a rhythm
of regular practice again.
I am aware
that a karateka does go through highs and lows in their training. I am also
aware that what I have just written is not uncommon among 1st dans
fresh from passing their gradings; I think we all experience it on some level
at that stage in our training considering it can be a cause of so many 1st
dans giving up. This long and detailed account of my personal experience of it
is to shed some light on something, in my limited experience of karate, I admit,
is not often discussed. I am not trying to make my experience seem worse than
it was by writing about it in a detailed manner.
Although
unpleasant while they take place, low points in training do give us something
to learn from afterwards and we should take the opportunity to reflect on them
so we don’t repeat our mistakes. Considering that things started to improve
when I began to relax more, I have realised how much my lack of relaxation in
karate and the rest of my life can hold me back. I properly understand it and
how much it needs working on now.
Alongside
this, I had never before considered the importance of love of karate until it
was what stopped me giving up training for good. I might still hate myself for
my lack of commitment and effort if my experience hadn’t taught me the place
that being hard on oneself has in karate. In many cases, saying to ourselves ‘this
isn’t good enough, you can do better’ isn’t a bad idea but sometimes it is. I
am finding it easier to make progress in terms of commitment and effort by
looking ahead and being positive rather than having a go at myself for the
progress I haven’t made. Of course, this doesn’t mean that I don’t
self-administer the odd kick up the backside sometimes.
It’s true, I
felt for a long time that it was my lack of effort and commitment that meant I
was doing a bad job of living up to black belt and I do still think that in
order to live up to black belt, an extremely high level of effort and
commitment is required. But consider this: there is always something more we
can do in terms of these things, or to put it less optimistically, we will
always seem too lazy and not committed enough. My point is that like that
perfection of character and technique so often talked about in karate, living
up to black belt could also be unachievable because there’s always something
more we can do. Some people live up to it more than others, I think, depending
on how long they’ve been training and the amount of effort they are prepared
put in to it but nobody can ever fully achieve it. But we can do the next best
thing: even if it is out of reach, strive for it and gain so much out of it
along the way.
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