I usually end my emails and letters with “Onward, into the fog” I mean, the fog is always there, sometimes heavier, sometimes it lightens up and I can get a peek at the top of the mountain. So the mountain, like the fog, is always there. But I know the top of the mountain is in the sun light, and it too is always there.
Joy is one of the ways to blow a little of the fog away, and Aikido can be one of the most joyful things, most exuberant experiences. After my wife and my son, nothing does so much to lighten the fog as a good practice with others who share the joy. But the fog always creeps back in, and not on no little cat’s feet neither.
So, since I find the alternative so unattractive [so far], I keep inching my way along.
I wish I had something more powerful to offer you. Then maybe I could make use of it myself. But find a little lightness when you can, where you can. Take joy in the battle, the alternative sucks.
Onward, into the fog