Whoa! Stop the train… in our honor? I am no one. I run a small (not for profit) Chang Chuan School in Michigan.
Oct
24
2007
24
2007
Aug
29
2007
29
2007
Alive in the Moment
When I think back, I can still smell the cheap shaving cream I used that morning in July 1984…
Mar
24
2007
24
2007
A Hole in my Sole
Far in the distance a small chime repeats its cry. Darkness gives way to familiarity as I stir from sleep…
Feb
6
2007
6
2007
Footsteps
Breathe in and draw down into dan tien. Breathe out, up the back, then out into the arms as the elbows lift almost imperceptibly…
Nov
18
2006
18
2006
Butterfly Among Broken Glass
They start at my forehead, streaming freely down my face to drop from the nose and chin of my hanging head in steady progression. Sweat flows out of every part of me, seeming to take with it my strength and resolve.