Have you noticed that when facing new circumstances, new situations like a new job, moving to a new house, a new relationship, etc. We react in many different ways?
Fear is the first feeling to jump into our heart. And sometimes that fear is the main reason because we reject change so much.
And it is understandable since change could be a very traumatic experience at first.
I remember when I was a child to be afraid of jumping into a swimming pool because my memory of the first contact with water at a different temperature was not very enjoyable. It took me a long time to slowly crawl into the pool and it was not a very pleasant event.
Of course once this “traumatic” experience was passed it was almost impossible to take me out of the pool, but to “convince” me to dive into it first thing in the morning was a very difficult task. Continue reading →
When I look at the things I have been through so far, I realise that most of my experience, those things I consider as valuable knowledge, are mostly the result of painful events.
I am able to walk now, because many times I fell down as I tried to take my first steps when I was a little child, I got up again and kept trying to imitate those people around me who were able to walk without a problem.
Every fall was painful, but that did not kept me from standing up again and keep trying. And now, thanks to that I can walk for hours and enjoy it. Continue reading →
Why is it that when somebody dies he or she becomes the best person on the planet?
Why after a love is gone, we realise after a while, that he/she was the “love of our life”?
Why do we have to face loss, in order to find the good aspects of people, places and things?
And you can apply that to practically everything with the exception of abusive people and bad situations. But even in those cases I have seen people who, when an abusive person who made their life a real hell, dies. They begin to find the “good” in them. Sometimes an excess of dependency? An addiction to old beliefs? Whatever… Continue reading →
The boy was around 6 years old, he was thin but looked very strong and enthusiast. His classmates were older than him. This was one of the most famous dojos in Japan leaded by one of the most respected masters in the world. Matsutatsu (Mass) Oyama.
The students very respectfully waited for the Sensei’s (teacher) orders. He told the little boy to stand in the centre of the dojo and put his hand behind his back, then with a slight gesture commended to rest of the class to stand up in a line, each student stood in front of the little boy and began punching his abdomen with five fast fist blows. The little boy was stoically resisting but after receiving the punches of the fifth student, the little boy collapsed crying on the floor. Continue reading →