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The Way Of Zen

Steve Rowe

The Way Of Zen The Samurai warrior would get up every day and say “today is a good day to d.i.e.” He would make sure that all his affairs were in order so that his passing wouldn’t be a burden to others. He would then savour every remaining moment and every remaining breath. Pure Zen. I’ve always lived to these ideasI’ve made a willLived frugallyPaid for my cremationLeft all the important information in a bookI have no debtMy dojo and flat are paid for, fully repaired and decoratedI’ve written all the books on my life, meditations and teachingsCompleted all the … Continue reading The Way Of Zen

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I’m Not Everyone’s Cup Of Tea

Steve Rowe

I’m not everyone’s cup of tea…..I’m out of step with humanityBut in step with the universeI don’t do what others want me toBut walk my own pathThe only people that really like meAre those I teachBecause we’re all on a similar journeyMy jokes are shitBut make me laughMy Tai Chi is differentBut accords with the classicsAnd other martial artsYou can’t bully meYou can’t make me do what you wantYou can’t make me fit inTo your imageThat’s whyI’m not everyone’s cup of tea. Continue reading I’m Not Everyone’s Cup Of Tea

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Be Who You’re Meant To Be

Steve Rowe

What’s the best bit of advice that I can give you? Take responsibility for your own soul. Do not let anyone own any part of you. Do not give any part of yourself away to others. Listen to and be guided by your gut. Everyone wants a part of you. Everyone wants to shape you into what they want you to be. Be yourself. Walk your own path. Be who and what you’re meant to be. Any good relationship is 2 independent people supporting each other to be the best can be. Otherwise you’re just a slave to others. Continue reading Be Who You’re Meant To Be

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Morning Garden Tai Chi

Steve Rowe

Early morning Tai Chi and meditation.The smell of the earthThe scent of the flowersThe gentle breezeBlowing in my skinThe deep blue of the skyEach one charging my energyBreathing it all inMy body thanking meFluffing up the cavities and spacesIn my body with chiSwimming in the warm airGentle spiralling motionsPressing with the footTo power the waistTo move the armsTo express my immortal soulAnd exchange energies with the earthThe stillnessThe quietThe calling of the birdsThe buzzing of the beesThe rustling of the leavesAll in harmony with my movementWe’re all joinedWe’re oneDancing in the universe.Steve Rowe Continue reading Morning Garden Tai Chi

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Silk Reeling

Steve Rowe

It’s said that when silk is pulled from a cocoon, it comes out in a spiral. It has to be pulled gently with a continuous pressure so that it doesn’t break. In our Tai Chi, silk reeling means that we practice with a continuous unbroken spiralling motion. This means that all movement is curved with no weak spots, maintaining momentum and the opponent is deflected and unbalanced on impact. Pulling silk is lightly stretching and opening the joints and fascia to encourage the transmission of energy through the body with no stiffness or collapses. Continue reading Silk Reeling

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Living As If Dead

Steve Rowe

Living as if already deadYou see life in a completely different wayThere’s no point in ownershipNo desire for anythingNo desire to be happy or unhappyYou become the observerRather than the engagerRealising that the observerIs who you really areAnd is immortalUsually hidden by desireEntropy belongs to the bodyNot the observerYou live frugallyDon’t argueAllow the world to unfoldIn its natural wayA ‘bucket list’ belongs to the bodyPeace belongs to the observer Peace out people.Steve Rowe Continue reading Living As If Dead

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Be The Driver

Steve Rowe

Oh poor you….Your avatar is born out of this worldNot into itSurvival mode gives it needsFear of deathWanting recognition from the tribeWanting sexual favoursFear and aggression arise from defence modeNourishment is needed to surviveThe driver is joined to that which gave birth and is immortalThe avatar feels isolated and lonely when not nourishedDeterioration and death are assured from birthIts purpose is to engageSo the driver is enriched from the experienceIt’s being human for the journeyIt’s the only way it can experience itselfThe best journey is when the avatar can understand what it isAnd know that it’s only theatre created by … Continue reading Be The Driver

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Everything Changes

Steve Rowe

The one thing in life that never changes is the fact that it’s always changing. Children grow upAdults grow oldExperienceIllnessTragedyRelationshipsTimeGradings They all change peopleThey change usThey change people we knowThis is important We can’t expect people to be the sameFriendsPartnersStudentsTeachersOurselves Quite often disappointment arises when we expect people or things to stay the same. They don’t. They can’t. Love, friendship, relationships, respect can grow stronger or fade away. Eventually everything peaks, and everyone and everything turns to dust. This can be scary or a comfort – it’s up to you. Continue reading Everything Changes

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Happiness Is An Illusion

Steve Rowe

Happiness as we know it is an illusionThe moment you ‘try’ to be happyYou’ve already defeated yourselfYou’re carrying something that can be taken away from youTragedy strikes and is made worseBecause your illusion of happiness can’t be maintainedThere’s no one more annoying than the idiot wearing the ‘happy’ maskTelling everyone they’re happy and that everyone else should be like themAn idiot with a mask Life spontaneously occursMoment to momentSometimes it’s upSometimes it’s downIf you have no expectation of eitherThe feelings are genuineIf you expect one or the otherOr dwell on eitherYou are suffering unnecessarily I’m not happyBut I’m not unhappyI … Continue reading Happiness Is An Illusion

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It’s 3am…

Steve Rowe

It’s 3am….I have ‘restless body syndrome’The immortal me wants to talkI have 2 partsThe mortal meAnd the immortal meThe ‘human being’ meAnd the ‘being human’ meThe indoctrinatedAnd the unindoctrinated When I start to meditateI breathe deepI find stillness and silenceThe body calmsThe emotions calmThe mind calmsAt first there’s confusionThen everything settles Like the windows on a computerEmotion and thought shut downAllowing the immortal me to come forwardThat which is always looking out my eyesWho I talk to when I talk to myselfStill, silent, and always presentWho I have always beenWho I was before I was bornWho I am when my … Continue reading It’s 3am…