It’s Chinese New Year and officially my year again! I’m a Monkey (and no I don’t make a habit of saying that)!
Hopefully this means amazing things for my family and I. Today we got together to clean and reorganize the dojo we own. It’s amazing how moving things around and dusting off the shelves can really make a change in the energy of a place.
Lately I’ve been feeling a lot closer to the family business. I think after so many years of it being my life, I needed some s p a c e to breathe and be on my own. Now, I think I’m ready to go back to my monkey roots.
We’ve been working on major changes in the past two months. We are all working together to approach the school as if it were a new business. We have some new programs in the works and some really exciting changes are approaching.
I am also planning on being present at events and classes on more occasions. When I was growing up through the ranks, there were many women around for me to look up to. I know I really appreciated all the female role models in my childhood and I want to be that for current and future students.
This weekend, we had an amazing event hosted by my dad. He’s a seventh degree master in Shaolin Kempo Karate, and yes, it was embarrassing growing up. To put it in perspective, my parents liked to practice swords… in the front yard.
The theme was Kung Fu Panda and the Furious Five. The kids got to learn all about the shoalin animals we teach every day, which represent different fighting principles as well as lessons about ourselves. We talked about: bullying, personal space, self-control, self-discipline, respect, and empowerment. Its amazing that the martial arts can teach children about this on such a deep level at such a young age. It was such a happy, fun time; I really loved hanging out with the kids, getting to know them and helping them grow.
But I think the best part was watching my dad, really watching him, from my now pretty-much-a-grown-up perspective. He truly loves what he does, and the kids truly love him. He has helped countless children and adults in more ways than one the last 18 years… and that really just floors me. I watch him teach and I am moved beyond words. I’m so grateful for him and I’m so grateful he was there for me growing up. It is no understatement that I would not be the same person I am today without him.
And I think there are a lot of other people who can say the same.