Showing posts with label martial artist. Show all posts
Showing posts with label martial artist. Show all posts

Saturday, June 12, 2010

Martial artisan*

Martial artisan*

Mechanized man living in the Now
It is the Spirit of ZEN that you allow
Coloured palette and form of art
This moment has created from the start
Man of middle way all is balanced too
This is your martial art as no one nears you

Dom*Colucci 2010

Monday, April 19, 2010

Listen with open Awareness*

Listen with open Awareness*

Two in concert the martial arts
One leaves center and the other starts
Now reaction in fighting conflict is seen
Closeness involved no touching in between
One uses the other's energy spinning around
Look out for the sweep, its kick comes without sound

Dom*Colucci 2010

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Tighten up*

Tighten up*

In your focus one comes to grip with kime
The tightening of the target in the cross haired mind
As all comes together and the power has been put well
Now that time of release so powerful as forced is to be expelled
It is all centered and cannot be stopped as the direction in gravity
It makes it direct hit with such power and destruction of catastrophe
But with kime one has the choice to hold within
As this choice is good withheld to be at one again

Dom*Colucci 2009

Sunday, October 25, 2009

The wasp defends her nest*

The wasp that defends her nest*

Washing the car as I get the hose
Turn on the water with soap I suppose
Turn around and a mean little wasp on my tail
Swatting and poking she gets on my trail
She latches on my wrist and felt a sting go in
I swat her off as she is back again
Now she knows where I am at this show
I grab my broom stick and fence with her in kendo
Parlee and thrust we duke it with our best
I will never mess with the wasp that defends her nest
Dom* Colucci 2009*


This is a true story and happened to me washing my car Sunday30August2009

Friday, October 23, 2009

My own personal Zen

This is the story of my own personal facts about my own Enlightenment and the Zen experience.
The Chinese characters in Zen spell out, SUFFER-LOVE-JOY-FORGET. As in a previous blog you can see that as you go along in life these might come across you in that order or scrambled but according to a Zen experience, this is the order I have found to be most useful.
As long as I can remember, as Bodhidharma portrays, I am my past and future combined as the Now or present. If you look just a little closer that is what you see, as you came from the past and your future is staring you in the face hence the Now. Simple. It is the feeling of emotion especially if it is positive that gets you those things that come to you, but in my Zen they come but as soon as they come the detachment is already in place to let go.
I grew up an unseasoned human being as to not having guidance or paternal structure, but having a mother whose burden was placed on her back to raise my sister and myself as to becoming survivors. My father became very ill and had to leave us discover all about the world alone, but I forgive him as he did not know no other way, at the time I didn't. In our day to day survival, living in public housing and eating tomato juice and macaroni we adapted as if we were living in a forest of the concrete and urban jungle. We seen people enjoying vacation trips and beautiful homes and having fun with their children but that was them and we were us. Some frustration, no alot of frustration grew with resentment and anger as it was well adapted in my family and being pointed directly with our subcon(subconscious) as our new truth and belief. But there is one quality that my mother instilled in us kids...Respect, even if it hurted us. Respect because you honor another being as you would like to be treated yourself.
Little be knownst that at the time we were in the process as watching people ride, what Buddhist call the, "Wheel." In which is to grow attached to something and always be a slave it as it becomes your master of wanting to maintain it over compulsitorily. Case in point, that brand new 1969 Camaro Z/28 as when Saturday comes you would clean it 1000 thousand times a week to say to people, "Look at me, look what I have and it took me all week to clean it." Big Deal, but I will not judge that because that was me as well as time went by.
As I wrote in another blog about Bodhidharma, he seen himself in a vision in the woods as being an older man as his past and future, and was instructed by that man which was himself to leave that area as his lesson was about to begin. He left as instructed by his future(Now) being and found his father was dying. A Buddhist monk who was very Enlightened came in and temporarily made his father well but died anyway.
Bodhidharma, which that is the name given to him by that same Buddhist monk that helped his father temporarily live before he expired, that sounds funny but, wanted to learn Buddhism and went to a monastery with that Enlightened Buddhist monk. In the process, Bodhidharma was told by the master to build a study to meditate in as to be summons on completion. As he was building it almost to perfection, just as he was ready to put the roof on the study, some passer bys were travelling near his roof and he tried to reroute them but they ran over his roof and destroyed it likewise the next try as to building his study in the torrid rain. The last time he tried he built it to perfection as to stand on its own, but he thought to himself,"there is no transparency of this thing." So seeing he was the father of Kung Fu, her took one last look at it and knocked it to the ground in a mear pile of sticks. A messenger came and asked Bodhidharma, "should I get the master?" Bodhidharma said,"Yes." As the master came to see him, he asked Bodhidharma,"Is the study built?" Bodhidharma standing by the pile of rubble said,"Yes, built and NOW FOUND." I love that saying. So this begins with Zen.
Here is how my life fits in with this. After having a fatherless childhood and Now getting married with a great beautiful woman, I decide to affirm having a beautiful home in the process. What happens, the Laws of Attraction are working with me and I get a brand new home in the 'burbs and then after that with 3 paychecks coming in my wife decides to drop a bomb shell on me and wants to stay home. At the time I was devastated and for along time carried a grudge, but something was happening. About January 1985, I gave up on prioritizing things as my agenda and something must have heard me and I let go but only temporarily. That something was my inner voice telling me this is ZEN. As I viewed Zen at the time it was more than just a word, it was my new way of life. My teacher was myself and I read books on it but they are someone elses opinion. I was Now able to go beyond matter as I had a Spirit of me living inside myself and learning how to correctly live my life. It was Awareness as of 3 solid days of the Zero Resistance or Zero Field and a whole new way of utilizing my body in Awareness as it was using everything around me as Now I was a human martial artist master. I picked up sticks and started different katas and was even throwing sharp objects very high up in the air and catching them without any fear or worry, as I still do. What it proves is absoluting nothing but I still can do it as to driving a vehicle or swimming in a pool, it is still the same. It means you are Aware of your own consciousness as also, can stare into the sun, light bulbs and laser lights effortlessly. A disclaimed on this, I would not advice anyone to do any of these things I mentioned as I am a master of doing it and Spiritually cemented in My God. OK ,BIG DEAL. What happens next Mr.?I will tell you.
After letting go and enjoying being a literally a "martial artist", my wife, who hasn't worked as of yet decides another bombshell, but it is a gift and not a bombshell. She wants a child, so I agree as to it is a nice thing to have. OK, this is where the ego comes back and is being neglected in a loveable marriage after I have just been found with Zen.For the next 19 years of ridicule and anger and hatred towards my wife and everyone around, I felt like a big pitiful fool, but did not see it as whatever it was it was laughing at me being a bigger fool. It was ego because it did not get its way. Until I learned with a movie by Rhonda Byrnes, The Secret, it was the Laws of Attraction and I was bringing in my life nothing but negativity. 20 minutes into the movie I turned my life around by thinking and creating positive thoughts. Now my life was getting better as it was positive. I went back and apologized to my wife,daughter and everyone I hurt saying, "I did not mean to be so angry and rotten to them." That took courage and a big weight off of my back and Chakras. Even found out that my fathertless Dad was my biggest teacher as because he was not around, I learned a tough lesson not to go back in. To me that is Enlightenment in itself.
It even gets better as when I live from moment to moment, I begin to detach away from everything in this Universe, including myself. Back around the time of that movie 14February2007 about 2 months later 8April2007, I just watched a movie called the Silent Flute by Sterling Siliphant, written by Bruce Lee, in which ironically seen it back in 1985 as well as Alice in Wonderland (another book about Enlightenment) and this movie solved the Zen riddle of back in 1985 and the rest of my life. In the movie, the sage searching for a book of Enlightenment comes across a blind man and asks him stupid questions as the sage lives in duality. One question stands out and the sage asks,"How long have you been blind?" The blind man says,"How long have you been blind?" the sage replies, "Do you answer a question with a question?" the blind man says,"Do you question and answer?"the sage says,"talking to you is like talking to a brick wall." the blind man says the Buddha, meaning Bodhidharma, sat in front of the wall and when he arose he was Enlightened.
Now, this got my curiousity and when I analyzed it. I went through the motions of it and it solved my Zen riddle as this. Everything moves forward in life, everything....Cannot rewrite history or step on the same ground twice in the same way...these are metaphors. As the Zen riddle, Two hands clapping make a noise, one hand clapping sounds like what?....Does not make a sound but look at the whole picture when you hold your hand out...It goes STRAIGHT AHEAD....Right then in there I almost had a heart attack as my life was finally full of joy. I was acting off the wallish for 2 weeks and almost had to be put in a straight ahead jacket. Literally they, my co-workers, were going to have me commited as I work in a VA Hospital for almost 35 1/2 years and a Disabled Veteran from an incident I manifested a UH-1 US Army helicopter back in 1975. Now I see things in a different light and it is myself that I feel tapping me on the shoulder all the while saying," Hello," to me. Ever since then, I have learned to let go and never touch the "Wheel" again, by meaning I do not participate in anything competitive, don't wish for a better education, watch the news or read a newspaper, don't even read books anymore seeing it is someone elses opinion, even though I respect that but don't seem to need or care about it. When tragedy occurs, there is nothing I can do about it, because it is someone elses Karma and my life is Subjective as everyone elses is. Maybe I can pray the persons suffering or offer some words of healing but basically there is nothing I can do as it is a part of the Wheel.
I do not belong to no group and don't believe in one or read texts about things and make them my gospel or go through any rituals as with Zen it just happens.So it might sound selfish and self centered to live Zen but it is a journey to finding out who you are and has common sense the biggest common denominator. The four components of Zen are, in Chinese characters: SUFFER-LOVE-JOY-FORGET. And as moment by moment go by I am slowly forgetting where I am, what I am and who I am and that is the greatest feeling towards myself. By the way, in Zen there is no talk of God. I acknowledge God as the intelligence that creates all even Awareness but my mission here as to be in ZEN is to let go of God and find I instead. It is a better feeling that way...Spirit within might be connected but True Self to be found makes One even happier. By the way there are no such thing as Zen Masters. Zen is an experience as the student could be the experience and the sage the teacher and vice versa. The only master so far in a physical body is Death, by you living life every moment you have strategized living life at that moment and not mastered it.
I have just about forgotten and I will be complete for there is nothing outside myself and even inside.
There are no books to read or teachers to follow with Zen. It is your own experience as you figure out what is holding you back to your next step of Awareness.
And by the way, depending on who you are with your ego, it is not as easy as it sounds to get past your ego, but you will know that when you stumble across it.As you believe your trials are severe on that path you will see things that will make it more severe if you agree with it..Stay steadfast as the brighter side awaits you as it did for me...I lived 3 days of total silence as it badgered me almost to death and found out it was an illusion. As I said this is my own personel Zen...
I hope you have enjoyed my piece as much as I have given it to you. The Universe is not biased on who you are as it will dish out what you want it to offer. As I said, this is my own truth and experience as every individual that enters the Universe has to find justice for their own trials and there judge begins with their own ego. As said in the movie The Silent Flute....Changsha, the alter ego will not let Cord, the sage get to the next level and must fight him to do so,"All you got to do is pass by me(ego). As Bodhidharma told his disciples including Huike, "many will study Zen but few will live it." Good Luck with your Zen. It was interesting for me to get where I got....and still is as I hear one hand clapping.
Peace with Zen Dom* Colucci 777

Wind, a forced entry*

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