Archive for September, 2012

Space and silence

September 30, 2012

It’s tempting to write more when the blog gets a lot of traffic, but knowing when to give space and be silent is more important.  Probably a lot more.

Emptiness is divine.

My Genius Coach

September 29, 2012

Legit excuse, but four hour notice?

Bro, that’s like farting in the car and forgetting to tell me.

Apologize to the nostrils.

 

 

Hope stepmom doesn’t see the new and improved blog.  Jesus.

Meet my other el loco Coach

September 29, 2012

Based on previous content people will think this is a joke.  It’s not.  This is the guy who promoted Eric and I to black belt:

 

I never sleep

September 28, 2012

Currently doing BJJ research at Beaverton Toyota.

Details kill.  Be scared.

Giving

September 28, 2012

If you can find a way to give from a place unaffected by outside influences, man you really have something there.

 

Time in the Batcave: Part 3

September 27, 2012

Obviously, it wasn’t sunshine and roses everywhere for us, otherwise Eric and I would’ve been training at an academy instead of a bedroom.

Initially bitter about some things, I realized at some point I needed to prioritize being happy before anything else.

What I found was happiness has nothing to do with outside conditions and everything to do with perception. 

If you aren’t dealing with well-being at the level of thought you’re toast because the outside world is going to be what it is, people are going to do what they do, and it has nothing to do with you.

You can make a cast of heroes and villains, friends and enemies, wounds and healings, rights and wrongs, and wins and losses, but it’s all in your head.  It’s just a day man, and there are mountains to conquer:

 

 

 

The sound of some one trying their ass off…

September 27, 2012

Say what you will about this dude, he raps his heart out.  Larry Bird was never going to be Magic or Jordan, but made up for it in spirit:

 

 

Time in the Batcave: Part 2

September 27, 2012

As written in the previous post, Submission Underground was born in a matted out spare bedroom, moving to Ricky’s garage a year later so Eric didn’t have to drive to my place.

The spirit of Submission Underground is two friends feeding each other on a mat.  If you think you need something more than this your BJJ is never going reach its potential, as production begins and ends with you.

I’m thinking about posting clips of those recorded sessions.  We’ll see.

On a side note the original Submission Underground gi was a black Ouano, as that’s what I paid Eric with our first private lesson.  It’s pretty cool that the  Submission Underground Ouano model recently designed and produced by Dan-O and G$ was white, symbolizing an evolution of sorts.

More coming…

Time in the Batcave: Part 1

September 27, 2012

Being away for five years was quite delightful actually.  Two years were spent figuring out how to be unconditionally happy, and if you’ve been here long, you’ve seen my thinking  for the past three.

Sanctuary is crucial to survival.  Both mental, and if you’re lucky enough, a physical sanctuary.  My home is paradise.

Probably my favorite collection of BJJ memories are the string of privates my coach and I did there over 2007-2008.  That was the genesis.

Two friends and a 10×10′ mat:

 

 

As stated below, part of me didn’t want to leave, but at a certain point you have to give. 

Giving is life.

 

 

Branford Marsalis on praise

September 26, 2012

One of the great modern jazz musicians talking about work and praise.

 

 

I recently read about a state-wide education based self-esteem program implemented in California where test scores actually went down! *laughs*

This is why you have to be mindful about what you praise.  Back pats for zipping up your fly isn’t going help you with Calculas.

It’s about production.