Did you say connect Bruce Lee, Joseph Cambell, Buckminster Fuller, Frank Herbert and Osho??

Did you say connect Bruce Lee, Joseph Cambell, Buckminster Fuller, Frank Herbert and Osho??

By Mahipal Lunia • January 1st, 2009 •

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.
- Robert Frost

I did not see that roundhouse kick coming in, and the next second I was bleeding on the floor, and the shape of my face was to be changed forever. This was the late ‘80s, and, once again, when doing my kumite (free sparring) against someone from another style, a very senior member of a different school had managed to get me flat on the ground. In spite of being a brown belt in Shotokan Karate, I was unable to defend myself. I trained three nights a week, for three hours each session, and yet my results were a broken nose and bruised ego. I started to ask the questions “Why is my specialty of Shotokan Karate not working?” and “Why do I seem to do so well against members of my own style, but when faced with another stylist, I am at a loss for what to do.

In my teens, I quickly arrived at the conclusion that I need to train more, and train in more diverse disciplines. I went out to a bookstore, and ran into a copy of Tao Of Jeet Kune Do by Bruce Lee. I was hooked. He helped me understand that I could not let my style be my limitation, I had to learn to fight at all ranges and with all styles. I worked hard, training with a hard Kenpo sensei, a soft Wushu sifu, a crazy sports karate coach, and with friends who dabbled in mixed arts and boxing. A few things began to click, and yet, I was not as effective as I wanted to be. My sparring improved—I was more fluid and able to move in and out of different ranges with ease. However, I was unable to weave/tie the various systems together. This all started to change when I ran into—quite by accident—my present sensei, Sensei Sastri. When I met him, he was not only able to negate all my styles and throw me around like a rag doll, but he also had a sense of calm and peace about it—the kind of calm and peaceful confidence that is both very appealing and scary.

Well, the next few years I apprenticed under my sensei in Kaze Arashi Ryu, working out six days a week, for two to three hours a day, and was able to fluidly fight in all ranges. Yet, there was a symmetry and some core principles at work. One of the core principles here was to focus on “generalized principles” and the focus was not so much on techniques but on embodying the principles.

The big epiphany was most styles were specialists—either punching or kicking systems, or infighting and outfighting systems, hard and soft, etc. But in order to be a complete fighter, one had to be a generalist, a comprehensivist. This is also true in just about every other aspect of life. Overspecialization kills in the long run, and it is the generalist who ultimately emerges the winner. This process of learning the principles and embodying them took us deep into various other fields, such as philosophy, zen, Neuro-Linguistic Programming, and business strategy. Suddenly, the realization hit—they were all deeply connected, and one could not just learn about one thing without it deeply impacting the other systems.

One night, I sat down and watched the PBS special with Bill Moyers and Joseph Campbell. During their conversation, Joe Campbell says, “Specialization tends to limit the field of problems that the specialist is concerned with. Now, the person who isn’t a specialist, but a generalist like myself, sees something over here that he has learned from one specialist, something over there that he has learned from another specialist—and neither of them has considered the problem of why this occurs both here and there. So the generalist—and that’s a derogatory term, by the way, for academics—gets into a range of other problems that are more genuinely human, you might say, than specifically cultural.” And bingo, I was nodding. Campbell could have been speaking about martial arts instead of mythology, and he would have still made perfect sense. Hooked as I was now to studying the patterns of human development (the monomyth and NLP), I embarked to study the dots that connect.

Many years later, as I sat down reading Frank Herbert’s Dune Series (yes again, for probably the nth time), I saw the piece of the conversation where Herbert has in his ever poetic and magical language captures the heart of the same principle of generalization vs. specialization. He states, “It is wise to have decisions of great moment monitored by generalists. Experts and specialists lead you quickly into chaos. They are the source of useless nit-picking, the ferocious quibble over a comma. The generalist, on the other hand, should bring to decision-making a healthy common sense. The generalist must understand that anything which we can identify as our universe is merely part of larger phenomena. But the expert looks backward; he looks into the narrow standards of his own specialty. The generalist looks outward; he looks for living principles, knowing full well that such principles change and develop. It is to the characteristics of change itself that the generalist must look. There can be no permanent catalog of such change. You must look at it with as few preconceptions as possible. Languages build up to reflect specializations in a way of life. Each specialization may be recognized by its words, assumptions, and sentence structures. Look for stoppages. Specializations represent places where life is being stopped, where movement is dammed up and frozen. ” Again he could have said the same about martial arts, I remembered with a smile and nod as I checked for the validity of his insight with my body and impulses. Yes, it is so. These patterns connect, and the generalist wins again.

In the past year, my friends and I have been deeply studying the work of Buckminster Fuller, and this has lead to yet another reinvention of the work we do. Bucky has produced a series of “everything I know sessions,” which runs anywhere from 20-40 hours. During these deep talks, he repeatedly emphasizes the same idea—go with generalization, and become comprehensivists. During one of the early EIK he eloquently states, “Of course, our failures are a consequence of many factors, but possibly one of the most important is the fact that society operates on the theory that specialization is the key to success, not realizing that specialization precludes comprehensive thinking.” He continues, “We have learned in biology and anthropology that extinction has been the consequence of overspecialization, and our specialization is leading to extinction of the species. The only thing humans need is the ability to think. Unfortunately, they think mostly about how to make a living and get along in the system rather than about what the universe is trying to tell us.”

Finally, a few days ago, I was watching some videos of Osho, and there was the same thread again—this time from spirituality. He states, “All experts are blind. Expertise means you become blind to everything else. You know more and more about less and less, and then one day you arrive at the ultimate goal of knowing all about nothing,”

I sat back and took notice, that yes, in fact, I have spent many years becoming a generalist, and this has been the underlying principle in many things I do. The jobs I have taken, my approach to martial arts, my approach to change work, how RCG has evolved and is continuing to evolve, and the diverse seemingly unconnected disciplines we seem to learn—they are deeply connected. Not spending time to learn the principles that unite leads one to overspecialization, and that leads to stagnation and extinction.

I would like to leave this stream of consciousness with a few questions 1. Are you a specialist or a generalist? 2. How can you move towards a more comprehensive way of being and thinking? 3. Are you just studying success (mind technologies like NLP), the evolution of man and societies ( anthropology and spiral dynamics/gravesian model), or just working on the body (martial arts, dance) for example, or have you found ways to weave them together ? 4. How can you unleash your intuition towards higher and higher orders of being, and find patterns that connect and ride them?

 

With that, signing off, and wishing you all a very, very happy and comprehensive new year.

This is to wishing you that you don’t get caught in the trap of specialization of NLP or any one style of work.

May you be beyond categorizations and definitions.

May many passions find you and may you find interests that enrich each other.

And may you give back those learnings back to humanity to enrich those who come after you.

 

Mahipal Lunia

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Are You Out of Your Mind????

Are You Out of Your Mind????

By Mahipal Lunia • January 12th, 2009 •

“Believe me when I say we have a difficult time ahead of us. But if we are to be prepared for it, we must first shed our fear of it. I stand here, before you now, truthfully unafraid. Why? Because I believe something you do not? No, I stand here without fear because I remember. I remember that I am here not because of the path that lies before me but because of the path that lies behind me. I remember that for a hundred years we have fought these machines. I remember that for a hundred years they have sent their armies to destroy us, and after a century of war I remember that which matters most… We are still here! Today, let us send a message to that army. Tonight, let us shake this cave. Tonight, let us tremble these halls of earth, steel, and stone, let us be heard from red core to black sky. Tonight, let us make them remember.” And the drums beat and dancing begins - Morpheus In Matrix Reloaded before the cave explodes into the ecstatic dance

 

I remember the scene from Matrix Reloaded, where after the speech, the citizens of Zion break out into an ecstatic dance, seemingly oblivious to the impending attack on Zion. A friend sitting next to me said to me, “They are insane, who dances the night before such a big battle? They have got to be out of their minds to do that.” I laughed and did not think much of it then. But, later, it hit me—yes, that’s the real question: “Are you out of your mind or not?”

Fast forward a couple of years. It’s a September night in California and about 7 pm. The parking lot outside the gymnasium is full and the it’s getting a little chilly. The music is now thumping, and about seventy people are dancing, each moving to their own beat, seemingly oblivious to the outside world. There is ecstasy, smiles, and pain all intermixing in a medley of emotional movements. We are looking at the dancers from the outside, and not sure if this is something we want to do. Paul Rebillot’s words to us were “Check out Gabrielle Roth and her 5Rhythms.” We speak briefly to the DJ/5Rhytms teacher about what we need to do in order to
learn and participate. “Oh, nothing really—don’t think too much, just let the music move you.” It seemed insane a bit, a little out there, a little scary too perhaps given its rawness and that was all the reasons we needed to join. We have been dancing since, and during the seminars and workshops with Kathy Altman, Gabrielle Roth, Lori Smullin, and Lori Saltman the key theme has always been “Don’t think, feel the music, remember feet first, move, move, trust yourself, find your own movements.” The key theme is “Let the movements find you.”

As we danced more and more, the initial thinking—Am I moving ok? Do I look silly or do I look good? Can I impress? And so on all melted away and pure movement and ecstasy. Two to three hours of dancing leaves you “out of your mind, and deep into your senses” and the quality of sheer joy just sparkles in you and those around you.

It reminds me of another incident in the early ‘90s. We had been working with Sensei Sastri for a bit, and were on our way for our Oku Iri (entrance to secrets) certification in Kaze Arashi Ryu (The wind storm system). We were doing randori and were blindfolded now. I remember my muscles tensing, and my mind racing at a hundred miles an hour. The attack could come from anywhere, and I could be smacked in a million ways. The more I was thinking, the more I missed the attacks, the more I got smacked, and the more I got smacked, the more I thought. I could keep hearing Sensei in the background saying, “feel, feel, flow.” Tired and exhausted, my mind finally yelled and gave up (a few good smacks do that), and I settled in and started to gently move to touch and feel the opponents. Finally, I got the knack of feeling one’s way through it, trusting something other than just your mind, and seeing through with more than just one’s eyes and one’s thinking. Suddenly, the hit ratio improved, and I was able to hold my own much better and divert the zukis (punches). I felt my way out of throws and locks, and even got into and destroyed the power of kicks. How did this happen? “By getting my mind out of the way, and allowing other intelligences to kick in.” Many Japanese martial arts call this Mushin or “no mind.”

That evening, on the way home—a little bruised and in pain all over, yet with a smile on my face—it struck me that this was just like in Star Wars. When the Jedi are in training, one frequently heard “Use the force” or “Trust the force” or “May the force be with you.” Even as the final battle unfolds, Luke lets go of the machines and uses his own force, his own higher instincts to guide him through the battle. I had always wondered, would it not be cool to experience that? Now, I had experienced it, in body and flesh. No longer did I need to believe in it, I knew it. I jumped and danced, and told myself, get the mind out, get the machines out, learn to trust those instincts. My fighting transformed that day, and I never looked back from then. I made a resolve—not to think too hard about it, but jump in and work it and let “it” flow through me.

Other good examples can also be found in works of great mythological fiction, both in Frank Herbert’s Dune series and in the Matrix. In Dune, Paul Maudib trains while being blindfolded, and when the assassination attempts on his life fails and he is blinded, he discovers he can still “see great visions.” In the Matrix, Neo goes blind and yet “sees the truth.” What these wonderful myths of the future (good science fiction, in my opinion contains future myths, coming towards us) are telling us is that there is a truth visible only when we close our eyes to the so-called “system” or world as we see it. Aligning to this higher truth, vision, force, or instinct is what allows these heroes to pass through
their moments of greatest despair. When the reliance has moved from man or man-made technology, and moved towards something more primal—something we share with everything and everyone. Some call it the force. Some call it god. Some call it instinct or truth.

Call it what you may, I attest it is the same thing. One powerful way to access this is through “feeling the body deeply” and “sheer physicality.” The movement towards deep physical movement tends to bring one into “one’s senses” and out of the prisons of our minds. Working on ParaTheatre Labs with Antero Alli—which has been inspired by the work of Jerzy Grotowsky—the same themes arise (the physicality). The idea behind the ritual technology is to start by feeling the body deeply, and as Alli has told me a few times, “Don’t worry about understanding, do the movement, the no form, and the mind can catch up later.”

Don’t get me wrong—the mind can be a useful thing. It’s useful when you are using it. But it is perhaps the greatest parasite when it is using you. When those thoughts don’t stop, and seem to run amuck and have a life of their own. Learning the trick of “stopping the world,” as Castaneda put it, is crucial. This “stopping the world” has been critical, even in the development of NLP and almost ALL spiritual work. There are many ways of arriving here—of stopping the world, getting out of your mind, and connecting with your deepest instincts. The quickest way is perhaps “through the body proper.”

It came to a full circle recently at my dojo, when one of my students when asked to take rolls across the football field. He said out loud, “I must be out of my mind to do this.” I smiled, thought back to of all the incidents mentioned above, and said, “If you are not yet, I sure hope this will lead you there soon.” With that, we started rolling on the field, one thump after the next.

Mahipal Lunia

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Arrested By Beauty, Bailed Out of Time

Arrested By Beauty, Bailed Out of Time

By Mahipal Lunia • January 6th, 2009 •

The intellectual is always showing off, the lover is always getting lost. The intellectual runs away.afraid of drowning; the whole business of love is to drown in the sea. Intellectuals plan their repose; lovers are ashamed to rest. The lover is always alone. even surrounded by people; like water and oil, he remains apart. The man who goes to the trouble of giving advice to a lover get nothing. He’s mocked by passion. Love is like musk. It attracts attention. Love is a tree, and the lovers are its shade. - Rumi

I sat down at The Palace of Fine Arts, wondering what the evening would be like. This demure and understated man appears, in a pair of jeans and an old white shirt. Shy, somewhat clumsy when you first see him, he bows to the crowd three times and sits down on his piano. Out of nowhere, this once seemingly shy man is transformed, into sheer poetry. The music flows, and enthralls one and all. His piece ends and there is silence, before the crowd erupts in a crescendo of applause.
I sat there, mesmerized. I was lost in his music, lost in the sound and melody—especially of his classical pieces. His presence, and more importantly, his passion with his piano had transported me from the chains of time, into the boundlessness of that space which is free of time. The music served as a gateway into the timeless. Two hours at the Palace of Fine Arts passed as though in a jiffy.

As I was driving back home, my mind kept going back into that feeling of timelessness and the passion George Winston shared through his piano at the Palace of Fine Arts. The music and how it evoked the feeling of total immersion. And it dawned on me that this is pure being, pure presence, pure. This is not the only time I have experienced it.

I remembered watching my sensei (who you can listen to on the way of the warrior podcasts) perform cross blocks followed by kokyu nage (a way of deflecting an oncoming attack followed up by a throw by disbalancing the opponent). It was sheer poetry in motion, all of us were in awe, and entrained into seeing beauty unfold right before our eyes.

The other incident which came to mind was watching Kathy Altman dance with us for three days, from 11 AM through 6 PM. Watching her merge and move with the music and the 5 rhythms. Flowing smoothly, to expressing her will in staccato, to the rumble of chaos, into the smooth merger with the lyrical, and arriving at peace into stillness. As she moved in her own way, there was that sense of beauty and sense of pure being flowing through that captivated all of us who watched.

I have always been fascinated by watching mastery in any form, and always wanted to learn how people do things they do with exquisite finesse (this is the heart of modeling, in my opinion). Upon approaching both my Sensei and Kathy (many years apart) they had interestingly told me the exact same thing when I told them, ‘Wow, I want to move like that” They said, “NO!! You want to move how you move.” My sensei was a little more colorful when he said, “Don’t be my vomit.” Meaning, don’t do things or say things exactly as he does. I needed to find my own way, my own art of expressing myself and my body in this world.

No matter what discipline one chooses to practice, with enough dedication (usually about ten years of constant practice) you start to bring out that expression which is truly you. This is beyond all rationality, rationalization, intellectuality, and goes deep into the realm of CREATIVITY. Somehow from here, from this place, YOU HAPPEN NATURALLY and FULLY.

The person you are, no matter how perhaps clumsy in the ordinary walk of life, is transformed into an object of sheer beauty. Not only do you arrive into the timeless realm of pure being, in the process of you arriving there, you also take those who are with you or watching you along for the ride as well. In my opinion, this is the highest purpose of any art or discipline—one of transcending time and definitions into the realm of timelessness and awe. This is where Aesthetic Arrest happens naturally—not only to you, but also through you.

The trick is finding those devices and activities that take you more and more into the realm of your own being. It may be dancing, it may be martial arts, or it may be sewing. Hell, it may even be in the service of something or someone other than you. It reminds me of this story about Ramana Maharishi, who was a very revered sage in India.
One day a woman, who did not believe in God came to him. Upon further discussion on God and nature of love, Maharishi asked her “Is there someone or something you love more than anything else?” To which she replied, “Yes, of course—my nephew.” Maharishi then tells her, “Well, then go and attend to him, serve him, and love him—there is God.”

This process of finding something to serve and dedicate oneself to also brings out the very best in us. It also, in my opinion, brings us closer to our element—closest to that which we are. Staying with and true to this element transforms the wobbly creature into a majestic swan.

This clumsy living that moves lumbering as if in ropes through what is not done reminds us of the awkward way the swan walks and to die, and to die, which is the letting go of the ground we stand on and cling to everyday is like the swan when he nervously lets himself down into the water which receives him gaily and which flows under and after him wave after wave while the swan, unmoving and marvelously calm, is pleased to be carried, each moment, more fully grown, more like a king, farther and farther on.. - Rainer Maria Rilke “The Swan”

Irony of ironies, you find yourself only when you are willing to lose yourself to something/someone greater than yourself. In serving, in this expression you come more and more into yourself. In the process of this “alchemy,” this transformation, you entrain those around you as well to be “captured and transformed by beauty”—be it the piano, the samurai sword, the sway of a dancer, or the play of a child.

The trick in this is to “model yourself at your very best, when you are serving something other than you.” Get the syntax, magnify it.
 May you lose yourself fully into something you truly love, and in the process find yourself and entrain the world.

Mahipal Lunia

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Arrested By Beauty, Bailed Out of Time

Arrested By Beauty, Bailed Out of Time

By Mahipal Lunia • January 6th, 2009 •

The intellectual is always showing off, the lover is always getting lost.
The intellectual runs away.afraid of drowning;
the whole business of love is to drown in the sea.
Intellectuals plan their repose; lovers are ashamed to rest.
The lover is always alone. even surrounded by people;
like water and oil, he remains apart.
The man who goes to the trouble of giving advice to a lover
get nothing. He’s mocked by passion.
Love is like musk. It attracts attention.
Love is a tree, and the lovers are its shade.
- Rumi

I sat down at The Palace of Fine Arts, wondering what the evening would be like. And appears this demure and understated man, in a pair of jeans and an old white shirt. Shy, somewhat clumsy when you first see him, and he bows to the crowd three times and sits down on his piano. And out of nowhere this once seemingly shy man is transformed, into sheer poetry. The music flows, and enthralls one and all. His piece ends and there is silence, before the crowd erupts in a crescendo of applause.
I sat there, mesmerized and lost in his music, lost in the sound and melody, especially of his classical pieces. His presence, and more importantly his passion with his piano had transported me from the chains of time, into the boundlessness of that space which is free of time. The music served as a gateway into the timeless. Two hours at the Palace of Fine Arts passed as though in a jiffy.

As I was driving back home, my mind kept going back into that feeling of timelessness, the passion George Winston shared through his piano at the Palace of Fine Arts, the music and how it evoked the feeling of total merger with it. And it dawned on me that this is pure being, pure presence, pure ….. and this is not the only time I have experienced it.

I remembered watching my sensei (who you can listen to on the way of the warrior podcasts) perform cross blocks followed by kokyu nage (a way of deflecting an oncoming attack followed up by a throw by disbalancing the opponent). It was sheer poetry in motion, all of us were in awe, and entrained into seeing beauty unfold right before our eyes.

The other incident which came to mind is watching Kathy Altman dance with us for three days, from 11 AM through 6 PM. Watching her merge and move with the music and the 5 rhythms progressed. Flowing smoothly, to expressing her will in staccato, to the rumble of chaos, into the smooth merger with the lyrical and arriving at peace into stillness. As she moved in her own way, there was that sense of beauty and sense of pure being flowing through, that captivated all of us who watched.

I have always been fascinated by watching mastery in any form, and always wanted to learn how people do things they do with exquisite finesse (this is the heart of modeling IMO). Upon approaching both my Sensei and Kathy (many years apart) they had interestingly told me the excat same thing when I told them ‘wow I want to move like that” – they said NO!! “you want to move how you move.” My sensei was a little more colorful when he said “don’t be my vomit” meaning don’t do things or say things exactly as he does, I needed to find my own way, my own art of expressing myself and my body in this world.

No matter what discipline one chooses to practice, with enough dedication (usually about 10 years of constant practice) you start to bring out that expression which is truly you, this is beyond all rationality, rationalization, all intellectuality and goes deep into the realm of CREATIVITY. Somehow from here, from this place YOU HAPPEN NATURALLY and FULLY.

The person you are, no matter how perhaps clumsy in the ordinary walk of life, are transformed into the an object of sheer beauty. Not only do you arrive into the timeless realm of pure being, but in the process of you arriving there, you take those who are with you or watching you along for the ride as well. This is the highest purpose of any art, any discipline IMO, one of transcending time and definitions into the realm of timelessness and awe. This is where Aesthetic Arrest happens naturally not only to you but also through you.

The trick is finding those devices and activities that take you more and more into the realm of your own being. It may be dancing, it may be martial arts, it may be sewing. Hell it may even be in the service of something or someone other than you. Reminds me of this story about Ramana Maharishi, who was a very revered sage in India.
One day a woman, who did not believe in god came to him. Upon further discussion on god and nature of love, maharishi asked her “is there someone or something you love more than anything else?” to which she replied “yes of course, my nephew. “ Maharishi then tells her “ well then go and attend to him, serve him, love him – and there is god.”

This process of finding something to serve and dedicate oneself to also brings out the very best in us. It also IMO brings us close to our element, closest to that which we are. And staying with this element, and true to it transforms the wobbly creature into a majestic swan

This clumsy living that moves lumbering
as if in ropes through what is not done
reminds us of the awkward way the swan walks
and to die, and to die, which is the letting go
of the ground we stand on and cling to everyday
is like the swan when he nervously lets himself
down into the water which receives him gaily
and which flows under and after him wave after wave
while the swan, unmoving and marvelously calm,
is pleased to be carried, each moment,
more fully grown, more like a king, farther and farther on..
- Rainer Maria Rilke “The Swan”

Irony of ironies, you find yourself only when you are willing to lose yourself to something/someone greater than yourself. In serving this expression you come more and more into yourself, and in the process of this “alchemy,” this transformation, you entrain those around you as well to be “captured and transformed by beauty” be it the piano, the samurai sword, the sway of a dancer or the play of a child.

The trick in this, is to “model yourself at your very best, when you are serving something other than you.” Get the syntax, magnify it.
May you lose yourself fully into something you truly love and in the process find yourself and entrain the world.

Mahipal Lunia