The Way to the True Path of the Martial Arts

By Al Case

I was in the army 40 years ago, stuck with drab duty and endless amounts of time in which to conjecture. I was supposed to go to another country and kill people. This was not a task I thought of as honorable.

One night I fell into a conversation with an egghead, and he asked me if I have ever read Lao Tse. I replied no and asked him what it was. He said it was...The Way.

Actually, I had come across the concept of The Way in the course of my martial arts study. I had read of the concept, talked it over with fellow students, and dealt with it in light manner. Oddly, though I had been involved in the martial arts for a couple of years, I had no idea that there was a book written expressly about The Way.

I found a copy of the book and began to peruse it. I poured over the passages, translated the ancient Chinese concepts into modern English as best I was able. I was to find that the mere reading of the book, which is actually a short, little tome, was a journey in itself.

There is no back without front, there is no low without high, translated into the most fascinating dichotomy I had ever imagined. Oddly, I found that these concepts, front and back, high and low, were extremely useful when it came to fighting. Indeed, as the years passed I was to find that the mere consideration of this dichomoty, even in the middle of chaotic freestyle, brought order and advantage of a sizable nature.

My favorite passage of the book is, Do nothing until nothing is left undone, was positively enlightening. I would exchange the whims of my life for the chance to implement this strategy. Eventually, the forms done ten thousand times, I would see the glimmer of truth, and my art would actually engage in the effortless principles that make up the True Art.

Not every time would I be able to make the concepts of The Way function, but the contest was in The Way, and this contest brought me out of the box, undid the normal way of thinking, and enabled me to actually be a seeker in action, and the whims of my youthful desire began to manifest. Age became a relaxation, and emotions became a joy, and still The Way guides me. My form manipulates to the tune of this ancient rhyme, and another world calls to me.

A perfect world, where the realization that The Way is merely the unceasing time before me has opened up before me. A world where those obsessed with such things as political intrigue and the power of the dollar fall sick by the wayside and envy me my youth and good health. A world where human beings exist, outside the range of transgressions and judgment, this is The Way that has opened up and accepted me. - 31491

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