I have always wanted to learn Kung fu but that never happened, mostly because I was never the athletic type. So for a long time thought that I might have to carry this regret of not getting to know kung fu for the rest of my life until I learned its true meaning.
Originally, to practice kung fu did not just mean to practice Chinese martial arts. Instead, it referred to the process of one’s training – the strengthening of the body and the mind, the learning and the perfection of one’s skills – rather than to what was being trained. It refers to excellence achieved through long practice in any endeavor. A practice that required energy, time and above all patience to complete. Wow!!! Isn’t it?
So kung fu was not lost from my life after all. It’s there when I sit to play the piano, when I write to make a difference in people’s lives and mine.
Sir Edmund Hillary said ‘It’s not the mountains that we conquer but ourselves’. The true master dwells within. And I’m just trying to free it.
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