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May 23, 2003

Strange Black Belt Test

Isn't life strange? I am sick as a dog due to helping a sick boy get through the black belt test. I knew when I was close to him that I would likely get sick, but I did it anyway because the poor kid needed it so much. But that's not the weird part. The weird part is that this little boy's mother's name is Michaela. Michaela was a VERY rare name in the 60s when both of us were born. There are a lot more of them running around now, but this was only the first time she'd ever met another Michaela. I had met another in the past who pronounced it differently, but hey, same name :-).

But wait, there's more!

The little boy's middle name is Barry. How weird is THAT?

Seems to me that the Goddess is saying "pay attention to this event....it is significant." My response is "yes, Ma'am." :-) This is intense! Of course, I think that the sick part was just to underscore the whole testing day, not showing me anything as insignificant as my catching a cold from a kid. Otherwise we'd all be having cosmic revelations every day. I take it as a sign that I'm on the right track and should work harder to see the interconnectivity between all humanity, nature, and the Gods. Yeah, ok...sounds like fluffy bunny stuff, but deal with it :-). After all, I *AM* Priestess Little Rabbit Foo Foo :-).

This whole thing also drove the point home VERY hard that my revelation is not yours. I can only tell you what *I* feel. I can't make you feel it. I can't make you "see the light." We likely won't ever even see the SAME light. After all, we aren't going to the same place.

May 19, 2003

Tae Kwon Do and Spirituality

I've been thinking pretty hard about what Matt had said on the AE list about a coven based on martial arts. As many people know, higher level and "internal" martial arts have an interesting emphasis on ki, or chi, and internal power that is quite spiritual, but the everyday forms and punching and kicking type things are rarely thought of as spiritual by most spectators, and even by many practitioners.

Yesterday, we had our black belt test. It was a physically and emotionally grueling day, dealing with our own internal will to succeed, temptation to quit, etc. There were approximately 50 testers, 30 doing first dan, others doing their testing for the Korean Kukkiwon certification, some for second degree, some for third, and one for fourth.

The fourth degree tester was the son of Grand Master Choi, John Choi. John is a 20 year old man who has dedicated his life to Tae Kwon Do, and wants to take over the school when his father retires in about 20 years or so. John is the coach of the "C-Crew" competition team, the group that goes to tournaments and demonstrations. It's a very close knit group whose motto is "unity." I'm very proud that me and my daughter are members.

John began his 4th degree test by doing 5 forms in rapid succession. He was obviously very tired afterwards, but stood there with a look of determination on his face. He then had to do an amazing kick through 5 boards, running across the room, leaping up and breaking them all before he landed. It was a fantastic feat and we all cheered loudly. Then came his most difficult challenge. Breaking three bricks at once.

I was about 5 feet in front of him, sitting next to the head table. John was breaking these stacked slabs with a hammerfist strike - basically his bare hand. It is a VERY difficult thing to do. I tried to send as much energy as I could to John, but I was so nervous myself that it was quite difficult to concentrate. John got ready....set up, and SLAMMED into the structure. Unfortunately, only the first one broke, because his hand was shaking so much that it knocked the spacers out between the slabs, making it virtually impossible to break the ones beneath.

For anyone who knows anything about power breaking, once you summon the power and strength from within yourself to perform a break, and once that energy is expended by attempting or completing the break, it is VERY difficult, VERY VERY difficult to again raise that type of energy to do it again. All of us looked at each other, thinking that this was the end of the story, that John was unable to do this, and we were all quite sad about it. But that was not all, folks.

John decided to do it again. He would not give up, no matter what the cost. His hand was hurting. Sweat was pouring off his face, but the look of determination did not fade. He pulled his hand back again and slammed it into the slabs. Again his hand was shaking, so the spacers were pushed out and again he only could go through the one slab. By now the pain was very visible on his face. His father told him he did not have to continue. He had already proven his heart, and his determination. But that was not enough for John. He was determined to get the last one.

Hand pounding, John reset the last slab onto the cinderblocks. His whole body was shaking with pain, and the attempt to again draw enough energy from within to break the final brick. Voice shaking, he called for energy from the rest of the C-Crew by using the C Crew chant that we use to raise energy before competitio ns. He choked out "C Crew" and from all parts of the room, the member of the team yelled "Don Gyo" which means unity in Korean. His voice got stronger and again he called out "C Crew" and they yelled "Don GYO" louder this time. It was obvious that John was growing stronger, and stronger with each chant. After the third time, he raised his fist and slammed through the third cinderblock.

Grandmaster Choi, sitting at the head table watching all of this choked up with tears. All of the testers and all of the black belts, and all of the spectators were speechless after a resounding standing ovation for John. Grandmaster Choi told us that his children had never seen him cry except when his father died, but now he couldn't help it. And he related a story of when John was a child of about 10 years old, and he told his father that he didn't think his father liked him very much. John said that his father never coached him, and instead coached other students, and encouraged them instead. He was barely able to speak as the tears flowed freely down his face as he said how hard it was to explain to him that his position as Grandmaster forced him to put his family second. When John bowed out at the end of his test, we gave him a 5 minute standing ovation.

This morning, John told me he only wanted to lead by example. He wasn't really aware of raising energy at the time, and instinctively called out to the team. He DID feel the energy come back to him, and it helped him through that last slab.

It's really hard to write any more at this point. I'm just so floored by what happened. It was amazing. It helped me through the 11 hour test. I HOPE I passed, but I don't know yet. But I DO know that John Choi is a very worthy leader who taught us all something that would be difficult to show any other way.

May 18, 2003

Personal Epiphany

But yes, this was a personal epiphany, in that to me, John committed magick. He is not a Wiccan. He is not a magician. Yet his path is so closely akin to our that it is quite amazing. The personal growth, albeit from another aligned direction, is amazing to see in a young man of 20. And yes, it is a privilege to be associated with these kinds of people. The ability to lead and teach by example is something SORELY lacking in the world in general. To see that spirit embraced so fully by someone so young is an inspiration.

Now, on to the mechanics. I was talking to a non wiccan/skeptical martial arts friend about what had happened, and I said that I felt John had done something magickal. His reply was that he felt that "all this was, was simple encouragement." But wait a minute. What IS encouragement? Encouragement is the transfer of energy between people. We even say "I gave him encouragement." What did you actually "give?" Is it tangible? Can you see it? No. But can you FEEL it? YES! Can you measure the result? No. Can you FEEL the result? YES! To me, that is magick, pure and simple.

When the crowd comes together for a performer, can you see the electricity in the air? No, but you can certainly FEEL the difference, and so can the performer. People even say, "it was a magical performance." But is this the same kind of magick we create in ritual? Is that the same kind created when Drawing Down the Moon? Does the energy itself feel different, or do we just use it to different ends? Is all of this equally magick? Don't you hate these type of questions? :-)

To me, this was a demonstration of how paths can be so similar, but different and further, how the destinations are ALSO similar but different. It further demonstrated the necessity to tailor each path for each individual destination.

Almost Reverend Mikki

May 07, 2003

Weird Moon Phase?

It's gotta be a moon phase. There's no other explanation for all the really messed up stuff that happened yesterday. Here are some examples:

Virginia State Tae Kwon Do tournament was supposed to be Saturday. it had been advertised for AGES. People all over the state got ready for it, flew in friends and family to watch, got rooms for the ones far away from the venue, etc. We found out yesterday that the organizer failed to RENT THE VENUE. So it's been postponed. Just TRY to postpone 2000 kids and all their entourages. Since this is the tournament that decides who goes to the nationals, and the nationals decide who goes to the olympics, this is insane.

Ok, so it's postponed til the next weekend, colliding directly with our black belt test. Enter Mikki calling all of the candidates and changing THEIR times.

Next...my scuba regulator failed on the bench. Thank the goddess it was on the bench and not in the water. Yay.

Today, we find that some spammer has used MY EMAIL address as reply to, and I'm getting all the bounces.

Next, the homeowners association where I've lived for 11 years in quiet bliss, didn't receive my assessment, and has NOW decided they are going to file a lien. Thanks SO much you bunch of turds. Not a "did you forget?" Not a "did WE LOSE THE CHECK?" (which is what happened since I sent it). Instead a "we're going to sue you" letter. Lovely neighbors.

Gotta be a moon phase. It just has to. Either that, or the approaching end of Buffy will bring with it the *gasp* apocalypse! EEEEK