Paraphrased from Sensai…words spoken Friday evening.
The farmer does not harvest the wheat that is standing straight up and stiff, with its heads in the sky. He looks for the wheat in his fields that is bowing…softened by the weight of its full rich fruit. I don’t want to resist…it’s the very thing I hear. I recently observe, as Eckhart Tolle’s book reiterates, that much of what has motivated me in my lifetime is my ego…but there is a space between the world and me that is the core of my SELF…it is who I truly am. This is what I am in touch with in the practice of karate.