The mood is melancholy. A calm, cool spring breeze blows slightly through the air, refreshing my spirit. I breathe in deep... I exhale. Such is the rhythm of life. In... Out. In again... and out again.
All things in nature align with my breathing, for I am aligned with nature itself. I am one. It is one. In... Out. Inhale... Exhale.
My motions are my thoughts, my thoughts are my motions. How perfectly they align in the beauty and grace that is TAEKWONDO. I cannot separate my thought from my motion, no more than you can separate body from soul. Only in death is this possible, and yet still the latter lives on. In... Out. Inhale... Exhale.
In...Out. Inhale... Exhale. A sudden burst, of speed and power. A continuous explosion, kick, step, step, kick. If I think, I cannot keep up with my motion. If I move, I cannot match my own thoughts. It must move, I only breathe and surrender my thoughts, and motions to DO. I know it well, in as much as it exists throughout my whole being.
In... Out. Inhale... Exhale. Such is the way.
Earl Forde Jr 3/27/2008
Tags: Taekwondo Meditation
