The way of the warrior is lonely. Anything else is likely not Budo. The warrior is surrounded by friends, and perhaps even many of those are themselves warriors on a similar path. But they are each in a very substantial way traveling alone, for that is the true nature of this way. There is no reliable map or template. We discover the way as it unfolds before us. It unfolds because we let go of everything, so there is nothing left of what was, the perfect potential for what will be. We let go by dying daily, submitting to the training, to endless hours of honing, sharpening, refining; searching, finding, losing, searching again. After a certain time and level of commitment, life itself becomes our foremost teacher. And while it pays off, we rarely pause to acknowledge that, always working to further improve, to take it to the next level, to do without doing a thing.
Budo is a spiritual path, an energetic path, a physical path. It is a natural path, absorbing and merging with nature. It is a healing path, a yogic path, a mysterious path. Formal initiation is not a requirement, but one won't stick it out if he/she isn't called from a deeper source. It is a personal path, and it's no path at all. It's a choice.
Budo is a spiritual path, an energetic path, a physical path. It is a natural path, absorbing and merging with nature. It is a healing path, a yogic path, a mysterious path. Formal initiation is not a requirement, but one won't stick it out if he/she isn't called from a deeper source. It is a personal path, and it's no path at all. It's a choice.
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