Monday, May 21, 2007
wrestling with Yabu
this week i got to wrestle again, for the first time in years. it felt amazing, like fulfilling a craving i had forgotten about.
for these moments i was absolutely in the present, in my body.
my mind was not wandering to faraway places, miles or years away. it did not intellectualize my perceptions, abstracting them into words or concepts. it was only there, existing, enjoying the space where the usual chasm (separating my body and mind) was not.
it was especially gratifying because here, in Japan, communication has often been frustrating, opaque. words hang in the air and dissolve with little effect. gestures help occasionally, but usually only entertain.
yet for several moments on the beach of Biwako, I achieved perfect communication with my Japanese friend -- profound communication that permeated the cores of who we are.
(special thanks to Catherine Meier for documenting our match, to Wada Kazashige at the Tobaya Inn, and to Yabu - the owner of Yabu's sports bar and 2-time Japan collegiate wrestling national champion)