Poem: Armour

ArmourBoth protects and numbs.It protects:My heart from pain;My soul from risk;My mind from despair;My body from intimacy.It numbs:My desire for love;My highest hopes;My capacity for faith;My openness to vulnerability.Tai Chi cultivates chiBy allowing it to flow.Blockages and woundsMelt away in the flow of energy;Incompatible with the armour I wear.ArmourBoth protects and numbs.SpiritGrant me the courageContinue reading “Poem: Armour”

Tai Chi and Christianity: A Personal Reflection In Honour of Asian Heritage Month

This month is Asian Heritage Month, being observed by the Canada and the United Church of Canada. This Sunday was specifically devoted to Asian Heritage, and I thought I’d share some of my reflections on this day. I will note that I am a white, cisgender, heterosexual male in Ontario, Canada coming from a middleContinue reading “Tai Chi and Christianity: A Personal Reflection In Honour of Asian Heritage Month”

Looking Back On 2020

As 2020 comes to an end, I thought I’d be completely unoriginal and share some reflections on what the past year looked like for me. As with all years, 2020 was a mix of good and bad–though the pandemic certainly added a wrinkle that I did not foresee. Professional Life At the start of 2020,Continue reading “Looking Back On 2020”

On Mental Health: Tips, Tricks and Advice

This post is inspired by Bell Let’s Talk Day. I acknowledge it’s problematic, as Bell’s corporate culture does not adequately support mental health, and talking about mental health one day a year does not undo stigma and marginalization the rest of the year–but I also do think the hashtag should be utilized for the fundingContinue reading “On Mental Health: Tips, Tricks and Advice”

Poem: Escaping Loneliness

I lie in bedStaring at the ceiling.I feel the darkness risingThe lonely aching emptinessCarving out my soul.I curl into a ballHope to smother the pain.My heart is poundingSqueezed by a tight fist.Tear began to well in my eyes.Heat flushes across my skin.So I riseAnd I flee.I run and I swim.I walk.I practice Tai Chi.I tryContinue reading “Poem: Escaping Loneliness”

Poem: Tai Chi In The Park

I standIn the parkBare-chested.I breatheJust breathe.Then I moveLoosen my bodySlowly but surelyUntil it is time.I do my routinesMy drillsFour variants in all.Bare-handed routinesSaber and sword routinesThe basicsRemain the same.Sweat covers me.My heart beats fast.My breath quickens.My body is pushedTo its utter limitYet meets the challengeAll the same.My mind is utterly focusedOn the momentNo room forContinue reading “Poem: Tai Chi In The Park”

My Tai Chi Journey So Far: Looking Back At 15 Years Of Practice

Hi all! So, as I was walking to the park to practice my Tai Chi routines the other day, I realized that the 15 year anniversary of my Tai Chi practice had passed me by without me fully realizing it. So I thought I’d make a blog post about it, especially as I’m sure someContinue reading “My Tai Chi Journey So Far: Looking Back At 15 Years Of Practice”

Afraid to Dance

“A warrior who cannot dance? Clumsy in both war and peace he is”–Jedi Grand Master Yoda in Star Wars: Clone Wars: Cestus Deception by Steve Barnes I’ve noticed a trend among young adults in Canada, which was once a curiosity, but now is an area of growing concern. When people are encouraged to dance, thereContinue reading “Afraid to Dance”

Poem: Fleeing From Demons

As the hoursFly byTurn into daysI feel the pressure buildNeed mountingStress needing release.So I runThrough the nightSwimThrough the dayPractice Tai Chi‘Til sweat poursBody achesMind clears.Trying to outrunOutswimOut fightMy demons.It’s a fool’s gameI knowThey always catch meIn the end.But I keep strivingHoping against all reasonThat the effortWill yield resultsGreater than the sum.That I will transformInto theContinue reading “Poem: Fleeing From Demons”

Breaking It Down

I thought I’d share an incident that happened with my mother a few months ago that is illustrative of one of life’s great lessons. I was struggling to pour coffee from the stainless steel mug that is paired with the brewing machine into my travel mug. No matter what I did, I was spilling coffeeContinue reading “Breaking It Down”