Thursday, October 22, 2015
Dude, like the red pill or the green pill, doesn't matter. It's all the same.
You know matter is neither created or destroyed. Therefore, there's no birth or death. There are moments with those names but it's not precisely true.
This camera, it can see what's going on over there and show it here, so eyes aren't necessary for sight. I can plant a bug in a room and it will record the noise, essentially hearing them, so ears aren't really needed for hearing. Quadriplegics can communicate through technology and move with assisted devices they control with there minds so a body doesn't have a set function it must perform. Therefore, there can be no absolute definition that contains all of the functions of the Eye, Ear, Nose, Body, or Mind.
People relate to colors differently. Some people taste color. Others are color blind. Some people will sell you before they see you. Others will hear you. Some people have sophisticated palates. Some can barely taste at all. Therefore there is no absolute of see, smell, taste, touch, thing.
But when we destroy Birth, Death, Body, Mind, the Senses and the Sense Organs, we take out the base constructs for how we build a world. All our ideas have these blocks as a base construction and when we take them away, no idea is an absolute. Not even this.
Then what's left is only this moment. The moment before we observe it. Like Schrodinger's Cat, all probabilities exist until they are observed, but we are only really observing the past. So is the observation the experience or does it change it?
So this moment is when the mind is blown. This is the moment when all possibilities are split open and you realize that more is possible then you ever imagined. Limits are just paper obstacles based on paper constructs. It's not to think outside the box but to recognize you built an imaginary box around yourself. It isn't really there.
Mind Blown. Dude.
Tuesday, September 22, 2015
Sunday, August 30, 2015
Monday, August 17, 2015
As always, our training reaches further than the dojo and I wanted to take this opportunity to speak up and encourage others to find their own voices first in the safety of the dojo so that it is ready whenever it may be called on.
Wednesday, May 20, 2015
I watched Game of Thrones on Monday (finally caught up--thanks Tivo)! I was astounded by all the hype around her rape scene. Unlike the Lannister rape (which was definitely non-consensual. Even though they'd had sex before doesn't mean Jaime can his way any time he wants it. See this article on tea and consent if you are still confused), everyone seems really clear that this was in fact, rape. I thought GoT deserved kudos for tackling a subject like marital rape, which is still contentious. It wasn't even acknowledged as a crime until the late 1970s and wasn't illegal in all 50 states (and DC) until 1993. It's still rarely prosecuted.
The click bait headlines referred to it as gratuitous rape (an idea I found so offensive that I had trouble deciding to even click on the articles). Here's why I thought the show was on the money.
- Rape happens and it's disgusting, messed up, and gross.
- Rape happens in marriages.
- It happens under the influence of alcohol and drugs. Rape also happens under the influence of power, social norms, and peer pressure (which is why there's a need to change the cultural conversation around rape).
- In GoT, the rape was in character for Ramsey. He expresses his disdain for others, like Tyrion, who didn't consummate the marriage. He needs a witness, not just to control Theon/Reek and Sansa, but to cement his need for position. He can do what the powerful Lannister men could not.
One of things I like about Game of Thrones is it's willingness to go there and to cross the line. It doesn't hide from the idea that rape happens, and it effects the victim and the people who care about her. Rape isn't nice. It's not an expression of love (ewww, Lannisters, ewww). Prejudice exists. Abuse of power exists. Bad things happen to people even when they make all the right choices. Finally, please don't reduce rape by calling it just a "plot device". Go deeper Senator McCaskill, because one person can change the world...the question is will you change it for better or worse?
Links to Referenced Articles:
Tea and Consent: http://rockstardinosaurpirateprincess.com/2015/03/02/consent-not-actually-that-complicated/)
Marital Rape: https://www.rainn.org/public-policy/sexual-assault-issues/marital-rape
GoT rape: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-3088849/Democratic-senator-says-s-quitting-Game-Thrones-gratuitous-rape-scene-actress-defends-controversial-episode.html, http://www.vanityfair.com/hollywood/2015/05/game-of-thrones-rape-sansa-stark
GoT gay trial: http://www.thedailybeast.com/articles/2015/05/03/game-of-thrones-anti-gay-fanatics.html
Monday, March 9, 2015
Monday, February 9, 2015
How To-Shin Do Saved My Life
By Zipporah Abraham Paiss
It was an ordinary Thursday. I had woken early, attended school, and was dropped off at gymnastics practice. After a quick warmup, I was sent to the balance beam, warmed up, and performed my beam routine. Next, I was sent to the uneven bars.
My coaches explained the allotted time for warm up we would each be given: 30 seconds a person or two turns on the bars before we had to perform a full routine. I put my grips on quickly, not wanting to waste time and hastily applied chalk to the dampened white leather. The short warm up was unusual, typically we were each given two minutes for warm up, but I didn’t fuss. It was competition season and the coaches knew what was best for us.
The typical eight inch mat was absent from beneath the bars, and I requested one for softer landings. My request was denied with a quick smile and encouraging words of “you can do it” and “it’ll be a nice change.” With a deep breath, I jumped off the floor and caught the low bar.
Everything appeared to be going according to plan. I did a kip, jumped to the high bar, and casted to a handstand. Then, with ingrained muscle memory, I began to swing around the bar (a skill called a “giant”).
My body swung 360 degrees around the bar, each muscle tightened to expected performance and my spine was in alignment. After the second giant I swung down from eight feet above the ground and, attempting to slow my velocity, began to pull up for a third giant.
Suddenly I felt my grips leave the bar. The combined lack of chalk on the equipment and hurried warmup had combined to fuel a disaster. Lost in the air, my initial reaction was panic. For a split second I had no sense of direction and was raising up towards the ceiling, over 10 feet off the ground. Then my ninja training kicked in.
I was unaware of my orientation or how many flips my body completed prior to impact, but I knew my priorities. Protect my neck. Without thinking, I threw my arms back behind my head just like I would for a breakfall milliseconds before my arms and upper back slammed into the floor head first. Years of practiced breakfalls had taught my body to tighten its muscles to avoid pain during impact, and muscle memory kicked in tightening my back muscles. As the impact rickashayed down my spine, the clenched back muscles protected my cervical spine from breaking and the arms I had thrust backwards saved my head and neck from collision.
The fall was not painless. Though my spine was protected, my lower back muscles were
sprained as a result and a rib or two popped out of place. The impact itself had an accordion effect on my
diaphragm and I layed on the ground in astonished shock unable to breath for an undetermined period
of time. Yet, I am walking and talking. The injuries I endured hurt, but they will heal with proper care. Paralysis and death would not heal had I not taken years of ninja training.
I do not have enough words to describe the gratitude I feel for my years of training at the Boulder Quest Center that have kept me safe in gymnastics and on that day probably kept me from being paralyzed. We train and don’t know the moment when all our training will come to bear in the instant when it literally saves your life. I would probably not be writing this note if I hadn’t trained in To-Shin- Do. I knew just what to do without thinking - the benefit of muscle memory and cultivated courage. Thank you, Mary, and all my teachers who gave me what I needed - a Ninja response ingrained from years on the mat.