The Gentle Art of Taking Hits...
2025-05-11T12:22:00


This is only rehearsal and not a reckoning either but it’s just a clash of timing, breath and bodies that get in the way, in the ring things happen quick with no time to pause and even look surprised
This is only rehearsal and not a reckoning either but it’s just a clash of timing, a glove might graze your cheek or even slam you straight between the eyes and now it tightens your stance
This is only rehearsal and not a reckoning either but it’s just a clash of timing, but you don’t cry foul or freeze or call it out as something that doesn’t adjust your rhythm because that is training
This is only rehearsal and not a reckoning either but it’s just a clash of timing, you know the rules, the tempo, the unspoken pact you’re meant to keep not just a battle where your worth is on display…
They’re not opponents but just imperfect navigators as they’re just off-balance too, in their own confused and flailing way because the aim is progress not perfection or some score
They’re not opponents but just imperfect navigators as they’re just off-balance too, when someone stumbles in life and brushes too close to your peace or maybe they speak too sharp you forget your boundary piece by piece
They’re not opponents but just imperfect navigators as they’re just off-balance too, it’s easy to label reckless, rude or selfish but don’t flinch or curse but instead guard your soul like a cornered thing just notice the moment and let perspective bring
They’re not opponents but just imperfect navigators as they’re just off-balance too, just notice the moment, step aside and let perspective bring to a quieter wisdom to spar the world and not always know the reason why…
Each practice is a drill also not a decisive moment just trying to get through their own brawl, like every morning you rise into a life that throws jabs and kicks like emails, delays, spilled coffee, different kind of people’s moods that shift and stick
Each practice is a drill also not a decisive moment just trying to get through their own brawl, and sometimes it falls like the world’s just out land a hit like everyone forgot how much force a careless moment can transmit
Each practice is a drill also not a decisive moment just trying to get through their own brawl, but take a breath and use it- test your patience, your humor, how much grace you can spare because the stakes are lower than your mind wants to believe
Each practice is a drill also not a decisive moment just trying to get through their own brawl, this is just practice, a spar, where you don’t need to fight or grieve; instead just see what’s real and adjust and stay engaged in the game…
Progress happens quietly not theatrically despite of hundred small sparring sessions refining the internal stem, so the next time life grazes you, offends you , annoys you or bring you surprise, don’t make a shoe of your wound or show suspicion in your eyes
Progress happens quietly not theatrically despite of hundred small sparring sessions refining the internal stem, just note and step back and adjust your breath and aim again as this isn’t the final match maybe it’s only round ten where each round teaches you about you, about them
Progress happens quietly not theatrically despite of hundred small sparring sessions refining the internal stem, your partner in this life, your colleague, your friend, your foe they’re all just throwing what they know testing how far to go
Progress happens quietly not theatrically despite of hundred small sparring sessions refining the internal stem, no one is flawless, no one’s precise as we all miss the mark but every mistake leaves clues to keep your guard fluid, your ego light and spirit calm
Because there’s wisdom in restraint and resilience in disarm…
Watchwords:
It’s easy to tense, to guard, to lash out or wear the frown
But pain has signals, timing, angles and cost
None of it means you’ve failed or what that the battle’s lost
It means you’re alive and sensitive to guard you’re trying to keep
Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, *“Who am I?”..*
As and will always be reminding you to dream:
*“As you are still the Master of your destiny and the maker of your dreams…”*
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