Training

The clearing was still, only a light wind darted through the leaves and branches on its way to no where in particular. The quiet rustle rose and fell as the swirls and eddies passed. The noise seemed to resonate, drowning out any other that might try to intrude. In the moonlight the worn grass, disturbed by the same wind, moved as in a silent macabre dance. Focus is the key. The reality of the world melts away before it — focus is the key. Every branch now moves predictably as if the wind was a ghostly hand now visible going about its business.

A slash of wind cut down into the clearing and it was as if it was anticipated. Focus. The surrounding trees quieted but suddenly from the undergrowth sprang a squirrel. Across the clearing it scampered disappearing out of sight on the other side. Instantly the clearing came alive, first with the sound of the grass, second the resounding choir of crickets and grasshoppers, and finally with a deafening roar the rest of the forest ambiance. Focus was lost.

A sword hung as his side looking almost awkward but somehow at home. The hilt and sheath were made of a light bamboo and looked to be of low skilled construction. As the sword drew slowly forth the age of it was evident as it was covered with nicks and scratches from long use. The blade was well cared for, it was clear that a season had never passes without a polish. Rich swordsman of the cities would certainly jeer and call it a farmers tool but those in the country saw the truth, it is a farmers weapon.

Every night he came to this clearing, standing at the epicenter and focusing his mind. Never had he made such progress as tonight. Focus is the key.

He began the forms attempting to focus on his movements. The sword moved through the air as he worked it from position to position. The fact that he was untrained was clearly evident as the strokes did not flow like water rather like rocks in a landslide. He put in his all, using his power as he thought he must but control would not fully come. Focus seemed to help a bit but it appeared not to be the solution. Eventually he would come to understand but that is the nature of training. We train today to allow for learning tomorrow.