Firing Up the Inner Gyroscope Once Again - Finding My Center in the Hospital

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In my gown with my IV stand at the hospital.

I am writing a book on how the philosophies that I learned during the time I have studied martial arts have guided me through some of the storms of life. 

Last week, I found that I was living a new chapter.

After a break of a few years, I suddenly began coughing up blood on Friday, June 4. We're not talking about the type of coughing up blood that you see in the movies -- a fleck or two in a handkerchief.

When I cough up blood, it looks like someone was shotgunned in my sink. I put a picture up on a blog post around 2015. It was gross.

This began in 2009, after three laser ablation procedures on my heart, attempting to stop atrial fibrillation. Instead, the final procedure shut down my  left pulmonary veins, so no oxygenated blood goes from my left lung to the heart.

How my body has survived the past 12 years, I have no idea, but it hasn't been easy, and it has made martial arts quite a challenge -- only one lung, coughing up blood occasionally, and, to add insult to injury, I developed exercise-induced asthma.

So after three days of coughing up blood, last Monday my pulmonologist told me to get a CT scan. I walked into the hospital, got the scan, and they told me I was to be admitted because of pulmonary embolism -- multiple blood clots in the left lung.

I'm not a doctor, but I know that a blood clot in the lung is not a good thing, and multiple blood clots would be a worse thing.

I was worried that a clot could break off, go to my brain, and cause me to lose my ability to think. If that happened, I would probably start wearing a MAGA hat, or I might start believing in the no-touch knockdown, or I might try to heal you with my qi -- crazy $#!+ like that.

Nancy rushed from work and met me at the ER. I was taken to a room on the sixth floor of Genesis East in Davenport, Iowa. An IV was put into my right arm and they started a Heparin drip. Heparin is a blood thinner.

I thought blood thinners dissolved blood clots but they don't. They keep the clots from getting bigger, and the clots are absorbed into the body over a period of weeks or months. 

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Looking out my hospital window after checking in.

When Nancy left to go home that evening, a rainbow formed outside. Now, I don't read anything supernatural into that, but it was pretty cool. I don't consider it a message from God. Bruce Lee, maybe, but not God.

For the next five days, I was in the hospital. From the start, my goal was to make the nurses laugh. I am always their easiest and most low-maintenance patient. 

But I am also a questioning patient. I don't leave my critical thinking skills at the door of the hospital. When a doctor or nurse says I need something, I ask questions.

One think I have learned over the years is this: you must be your own advocate, because doctors will make mistakes.

I don't want to give you the impression that I rolled through this without getting emotionally smacked around. It was a difficult week. I had been on a plateau for years without coughing up blood. I had a pacemaker installed a year ago and I have had other procedures, but I felt reasonably stable because I had not coughed up blood.

It was very difficult to find myself suddenly back in the hospital with a damned IV in my arm without Nancy.

But I held up pretty well, trying to remain centered and determined to get through it. Two days later, however, when I looked out my window and saw her walking across the parking lot to visit, the tears came, and when she entered the room, I hugged her and sobbed for a minute.

I am 68 years old, with one lung, an irregular heartbeat and a pacemaker, asthma, and I don't really think it gets better from here, does it? Seriously. I have survived and continued to pursue the internal martial arts for 12 years. My doctors have been amazed. And now this? 

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My left arm after having blood drawn for five days.

It also didn't help that they were coming in every six or 12 hours to draw blood. You want to talk about centering yourself? If you stick me with a needle, I don't like it. One of the worst things about the hospital is that they are constantly sticking me with needles.

That evening, I tried to keep it together when Nancy said goodnight to go home, and after she left I had a talk with myself. I stood up and did Zhan Zhuang with the IV hose dangling from my arm.

Just breathe. Focus on your Dantien. Sink your energy. Establish peng. Become aware of everything around you.

Remain centered, I reminded myself. Just calm down, find your center, find your determination. Let's get through this. You have been through it before, you can do it again.

Some people misunderstand the concept of being centered. They believe if you are centered, nothing bothers you. No matter what happens, you remain emotionally calm.

They are wrong. Being a human being means you will experience a range of emotions, and if you lean toward Eastern philosophies as I do, you will continue to experience a range of emotions. You can be knocked down emotionally. You can be insulted, you can be hurt, you can be angry.

It is okay to be knocked off-balance, but when you suffer a tragedy or crisis, and you look inside yourself for the tools to survive and cope, what do you find?

When you find yourself off-balance, do you look outside of yourself for help (gods, other people, drugs, alcohol) or do you cultivate the ability within yourself to get back up and regain your balance?

That is what the philosophies of the martial arts, which I first encountered while watching the "Kung Fu" TV show as a teenager, have taught me.

Standing in my room, focusing on my breathing, my Dantien, and realizing I am part of all things made me feel balanced again.  

When you lie in a hospital bed without getting up, your strength leaves the body quickly, so I was taking walks a few times a day around the sixth floor, walking the circuit back to my room, and I noticed a lot of the doors had "Fall Risk" and other signs on them notifying nurses of various predicaments the patients were in.

I created my own sign and placed it on my door. "Tai Chi Risk: Patient prone to sudden calmness."

Within a few minutes of putting it on my door, there was a shift change and my night nurse, Adam, opened the door, laughed, gave the sign a thumbs up and walked away. Two or three other employees over the next few days laughed and commented on the sign.

I took a walk around the floor and told nurses I was the floor supervisor. They laughed. I cracked one-liners to lighten the mood. Dressed in my gown and rolling my IV stand, I told them, "I'm busting out of this joint." More laughter.

Hospital-2021-2One evening on my walk, a frail, elderly woman was in her bed, looking to the hallway. I waved to her and said hello. She waved back and said, "Hi." Sometimes, the elderly are treated like pieces of meat in situations like this, but I know that, like me, they are wondering how the hell they got here. They are thinking, "I was just 18 a moment ago, it seems, and now look at this!" They deserve kindness and respect.

"I hope you get out of here soon," I told her. 

"I hope you do, too," she said.

Doctors were waiting for my Coumadin level to increase before they released me. Coumadin is a risk for me because of my history of coughing up blood since my pulmonary veins closed in 2009. With thinner blood, the risk of bleeding is a real possibility.

I practiced tai chi one day in my room, in my gown with the IV hose dangling off my arm. Do you know how hard it is to do "Lazy About Tying the Coat" without getting tangled in the hose or without pulling the needle out of your arm? I did it very, very carefully.

I kept myself in shape all my life, never took drugs and did martial arts, and all this has happened. We all have to play the hand we are dealt, and if we are lucky enough to grow old, something is going to get us in the end. How we handle it is a test of our character and a test of our belief system.

By Saturday, the doctor decided to release me because the Coumadin level was high enough and it was on the way up. It would be where we wanted it by Sunday, and he told me to go in and get checked on Monday. 

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Home with Nancy after five days!

I got home Saturday afternoon. The entire time I was in that hospital room, I realized how we sometimes take little moments for granted. What I most wanted was to be with Nancy in our basement with the dogs, sipping wine and watching the big screen. Well, I should word that differently. The dogs won't be sipping wine and watching the big screen, Nancy and I will.

I try not to take any moments for granted. But they slip by us anyway. They are here and they are gone. The moments pass and the weeks, months and years pass. Suddenly, we find ourselves in a place where all we want is to get one of those moments back.

I do not believe we encounter anything negative after death. If you subscribe to philosophical Taoism, death is the unknown, so there is no point worrying about it. But what makes sense to me is that we return to the same place we were in before we were born; a state of complete peace. 

If you remember, on the day we were born, none of us had any complaints about where we had been.

So I don't worry about dying. However, I am not in a hurry to get there. I have too much to enjoy -- Nancy, my daughters and grandchildren, my friends, the internal martial arts and my students, Marx Brothers and Laurel & Hardy movies, and every single moment of this life. As long as you don't stick me with a needle. I don't care for that, but I have found that I can bear it if I focus on my breathing and my Dantien.

How can you truly appreciate the good moments of life without the bad moments? It's all part of the journey. Enjoy the journey.

Remain centered, my friends.

-- by Ken Gullette


Why Long-Term Martial Artists Go Through the Pain and Difficulty of Training Year after Year

This is itMartial arts -- they're not for everyone.

How often have you heard someone say that? I've not only heard it, I've said it.

David Brooks just wrote one of the best op-ed pieces I've ever read in The New York Times about how to live the best life possible. If you are a martial artist, and a dedicated one, you might see yourself in this wonderful piece.

For those of us who feel compelled to practice these arts long-term, we don't see the strain and the pain of learning as an obstacle.

We are faced with intricate movement that requires us to rewire our brains and bodies.

We are corrected over and over by our teachers.

And when other students who enroll in a martial arts class give up because it's "too difficult," we see that difficulty and pain as a challenge. Do we feel uncoordinated? Yes. Does it discourage us? No, it makes us work harder.

We work to get better, and the better we get, the more we practice. We know we can do better.

We practice and study -- week after week, year after year -- sometimes, the same material.

How many times have I practiced Yilu, the first main form of Chen Taiji? Countless times.

How many times have I practiced the Xingyi Linking form or the Bagua Eight Main Palms form? Countless times.

How many more times will I practice these forms and the various fighting techniques, principles of movement, push hands, and more?

Countless times.

I don't know how the martial arts bug bit you, but when the Kung Fu TV show hit TV in 1972, I was mesmerized. It was as if they reached inside my mind and turned on a neon sign that said, "This is IT!" A few months later, when Bruce Lee hit the screen in the U.S., I had no choice. I had to study.

In September, 2025, I will have been practicing punches and kicks, blocks and deflections, forms and sparring -- for 52 years.

Why did martial arts enrapture me that way, when I have seen dozens and dozens of students say they want to be the best, only to drop out within a few weeks or months?

I've seen students compete in tournaments, not win a trophy, and drop out of martial arts, discouraged, thinking they aren't good enough. They didn't feel the passion.

When some sport or activity like this touches your soul, your failures are not failures. Instead of giving up, you ask yourself, "How can I get better? What can I learn from this?" The failures fuel the fire inside to study and practice further, because when the neon light that says "This is IT!" is turned on, there is no turning it off.

Almost everyone has something out there that strikes a passion in them -- something that will turn on the inner neon sign. For some people it's running, as David Brooks points out. For others it's painting, or playing guitar or the piano. Others play golf or basketball.

Whatever strikes you this way, it's not just a hobby, or a way to make a few bucks. It's a calling.

If you answer a calling, you don't mind feeling clumsy or inadequate, because you are determined to work until you don't feel that way.

So we should cut people some slack if they say they want to learn martial arts but drop out before too long. It just didn't flip the neon sign on in their souls as it did for those of us who have put decades into the arts. And that's okay, because the people who drop out can keep looking for That One Thing they are passionate about.

Meanwhile, we will still practice, practice, over and over again, aiming for something that drives us forward, continuing to reach for that elusive bit of excellence that we know we are capable of attaining. We are determined to do it.

I now realize this is why I continued practicing after losing a lung. I kept learning and practicing after developing atrial fibrillation, and through the other physical insults that aging inevitably brings. I hit the age of 70 and kept practicing and studying. I hit 72 and I am still practing and studying. Why? Because practice brings its own reward.

For we know that when we get into "the zone," when we are putting the body mechanics together and time stands still and the movement flows and we are focused and committed, we are living our best life

You don't keep going because it's easy. You keep going because something deep inside you is nourished by the work. It's not always flashy. Sometimes it's frustrating. Sometimes you’re working on a movement or concept for years before it finally clicks. But the joy is in the work—the slow honing of skill, the insight that comes from quiet persistence, the moment when you feel "Oh, I GOT it."

When you start training, you want to earn the ultimate prize - a black belt. Some people earn a black belt and quit, thinking their journey is over. But those who are in it for the long haul see the future widening in front of them, with goals to achieve for a lifetime.

When you find something that fulfills you in the way martial arts fulfill me, it is something you can't stop even if you try. It gives you a sense of purpose -- a way of being in the world.

That’s how I feel about internal martial arts. They align with my love for philosophy, for self-defense, for self-improvement, and for helping others discover their own internal strength. I love the martial aspects. That's why I gave my teaching practice the name Internal Fighting Arts. But it's all one inseparable package. 

When people ask how I’ve stuck with it for nearly 52 years, the answer is simple: Once I discovered it, I couldn’t not do it.

It’s not just something I do. It’s part of who I am.

When you find That One Thing that turns on the neon light of your passion -- that takes you down the long path -- you wouldn’t trade it for anything. I hope you find it.

---by Ken Gullette

 

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Sometimes, the Best Response to a Martial Arts Injury is to Rest

I'm in my early 70s and I don't take pain medication -- no Tylenol, no ibuprofen. Even though I've practiced martial arts for 51 years, I have no pain in my day-to-day activities.

But three weeks ago, I suffered a painful glute injury. It was a real pain in the butt, and I don't even think I did it the fun way.

I'm not sure how I did it. But pivoting my leg or bending over to reach something or tie my shoes sent me into spasms of agony.

And sneezing! Don't even get me started. The human body is so connected internally, a sneeze would cause me to convulse in the upper body, the fascia would pull and the chain reaction down my body made me nearly cry out. Nancy was alarmed.

That Wednesday, I taught two live Taiji classes online -- carefully teaching some silk-reeling exercises and looking at body mechanics.

Somehow, I was compensating for my strained glute so much, I injured my right groin along the inguinal ligament. That added insult to injury and I was a hurtin' puppy.

Then I decided to do something I don't do very often.

I rested for two weeks.

This is not something I'm accustomed to doing. Even when I fractured and dislocated my left shoulder in 2001, while diving for a ground ball playing softball, I only missed one class. I taught with one arm for weeks, while my left arm was in an immobilizer.

Hip StabilizerThey actually do make a butt and groin stabilizer. I might have worn it a couple of weeks ago if I knew they existed.

Instead, I rested. I didn't take any classes, didn't teach any, and didn't practice. It was not easy.  

This week, I am back in action. The pain is gone, just a memory. I'm teaching and practicing again. 

A lot of us try to be macho when we injure ourselves, or when we get sick. "Walk it off" is a saying that cracks me up. You lost a leg? Walk it off. Bleeding to death? Walk it off. You got hurt? Keep practicing.

As we grow older, if we are lucky, we get a little smarter. So when I am sick or injured, I give my body time to heal. If I can force myself to do that -- and it isn't easy -- I find that I'm able to return to full practice a lot sooner than if I continue aggravating the illness or injury.

Returning to full practice feels very good.

So the next time you aren't feeling well, or injure yourself, try to remember this. Cut yourself some slack. You don't have to prove how tough you are. Take it easy until you feel better. Then get back to work, you slacker.

-- by Ken Gullette


21 Years Ago Inside Kung-Fu Published My $5,000 Chi Challenge and Still No Takers

Inside KF 2 11-2003In the November, 2003 edition of Inside Kung-Fu magazine, my challenge to so-called "chi masters" was published -- 21 years ago. That's when I began offering $5,000 to any chi "master" who could knock me down without touching me. 

The challenge was triggered by an article in the August, 2003 issue showing an alleged Tai Chi "master" knocking his student down without touching him. The headline on the magazine's cover said: "No-Touch Chi Force: Is it For Real?" And, of course, the article, written by a student of the "master," said yes, it is real.

The teacher was Henry Wang, and the article was written by his student Peter Uhlmann, a psychiatrist from British Columbia. The article describes how Henry Wang learned over time how to "interrupt" the chi of an attacker. Some of Wang's students quit over this nonsense. I consider them the students with integrity. 

Here are three photos from the Inside Kung-Fu article showing Henry Wang knocking down his student.

Henry Wang Peter Uhlmann 4 smallHere is the letter I wrote that was published in the November, 2003 issue:

Headline: He'll Pay $5,000 For Proof!

   The cover of your August 2003 issue asked the question, "No-Touch Chi Force! Is It For Real?" The article answered that question with an unqualified "yes." In fact, the writer, Peter Uhlmann, not only claimed that his "master," Henry Wang, can knock people down without touching them, but Uhlmann also claimed in the article that he can stop other students "in their tracks" using his chi, too.

   And the article dismissed anyone who was not a believer, including some of Wang's own students, who showed tremendous integrity and intelligence by quitting the school over the empty force issue.

   I will give Uhlmann or Wang a check for $5,000 on the spot if either can cause me to wobble, fall back or fall down without touching me by using their chi. I would like to issue this challenge through your publication. You can videotape and photograph the event with witnesses, and publicize the results in your magazine.

   I've studied martial arts for 30 years and the internal arts for 16 years. It is people like this, and articles like this, that continue to drag down tai chi. How could you possibly publish a story written by a "master's" own student making these claims? Why is it that so-called "chi masters" can only perform this stunt on their own students, or on a few people who pay money to attend a seminar or class?

   Isn't anyone in publishing or the internal arts applying critical thinking skills to this issue? Anyone who claims to be able to knock someone down using empty force is either self-deluded or simplying lying to make himself or his teacher look good. Human beings can't do a "no-touch knockdown." It is impossible. Why would you encourage this fantasy?"

   If Uhlmann or Wang can do this to me, I will not only give them $5,000 on the spot, I will also publicize them and become a true believer. I will travel to meet them so that they can perform this demonstration. I'm willing to put my money where my mouth is. It's the only way we can stop this ridiculous empty force lie and bring some dignity back to tai chi and the internal arts.    Ken Gullette, Bettendorf, IA

I never heard a word from Peter Uhlmann or Henry Wang. Peter wrote a very flattering book about Henry, which said Henry could control people without touching them. Henry wrote his own book, which I haven't read yet, about "searching for center," and how he stopped studying the physical force of tai chi and focused on the internal "life force" aspect. In my opinion, what he decided to focus on was the ability to deceive students and earn money from martial arts fantasy. His book is subtitled "A Tai Chi Master's Journey," and the author doesn't call himself Henry Wang. On the book cover it is written by "Master Henry Wang" and a co-author. Insert a deep, skeptical sigh here.

Shame on him, and shame on Peter Uhlmann and all the students who played along. I would hate to be a psychiatrist who is now in his eighties, has battled cancer, and near the end of his life faces the prospect of either reclaiming integrity or leaving a legacy of spreading the type of information that, in my opinion, has damaged the reputation of tai chi. A psychiatrist, of all people. It goes to show that just because you are intelligent and educated does not mean you can't be fooled, or fool yourself. From a psychiatric perspective, I think there are so many layers to this. A student wants to believe his teacher can do miraculous things. A student wants to belong to a group, and invests time and money in his teacher. If he tells people a teacher can do things that are outside the scope of physics and natural laws, there is a direct implication that the student is learning this, too. So the student gets to bask in the glow of this mysterious power.

What Henry Wang claims to do is no different than the "faith healers" in churches who touch someone in the congregation and the entire row of people falls to the floor, shaking and shimmying and twitching with the power of God. The minister, or the chi master, lets the audience know what they are supposed to do, and then the audience does it. If you are in a church and don't react when the faith healer touches you, that means you don't have enough faith. If you are a student of a chi master and you fail to fall down when he wants you to fall down, you make the teacher look bad and you show that you are not "in the know." You risk being booted from the club, and you desperately want to belong.

Over the years, as YouTube was created and gained popularity, it offered many Tai Chi teachers and others like George Dillman an outlet to show off their supernatural chi abilities. 

I challenged a few "masters" over the past 21 years, and NONE OF THEM has accepted my challenge. There is one reason they will only do their stunt on their own students -- because they know it's a crock of malarkey. They should simply invite a local MMA school to test their skills. See if they can knock an MMA fighter down before the MMA fighter can touch him. Or hell, just invite a BJJ guy or a wrestler from a local high school. Bring in a black belt from a local karate school and ask him to take you down. See if you can stop him before he touches you. We all know what would happen, and so do folks like Henry Wang.

Twenty-one years later, the $5,000 Chi Challenge is still in place. I should raise it to $10,000. I don't think anyone is likely to step up and try to claim it. And that is a pity. If they truly had these abilities, it would be the easiest $5,000 (or $10,000) they ever made. Shame on them all, and shame on the students who play along.

--by Ken Gullette

 

 


My Internal Fighting Arts Blog Is 18 Years Old Today!

Blog BirthdayI sat down at my computer on October 15, 2006 to create a blog about the internal arts of Taijiquan, Xingyiquan Baguazhang, Qigong, and philosophy. Today, my Internal Fighting Arts blog is old enough to vote -- 18 years old -- legally an adult. 

I am writing this at home after spending the past two nights at a hospital across the river in Davenport, Iowa. My oxygen levels suddenly crashed on Saturday morning, leaving me gasping for each breath like a catfish that has been thrown into a boat. Between gasps, I told Nancy, "I'm in trouble." Off to the hospital we went. Apparently, chest congestion last week triggered deep coughing for days, and finally the lungs said, "We're dealing with this by throwing a severe asthma tantrum." 

What a journey the past 18 years has been in my life, going from a strong 53-year-old to a 71-year-old martial artist who is still studying, practicing, learning and teaching, but not physically as strong as I was the day this blog was born, and with fewer lungs.

If you scroll back through the archives, you'll see some useful and educational posts. Along the way, I have shared my philosophy of life, and many people have read the posts as I have gone through my health struggles and test what aging does to a guy with a warrior spirit. When you are young and healthy, you assume you will always be that way. But life teaches us one thing -- always expect the unexpected, and try to remain centered when the unexpected happens. It is not an easy thing to do, but when a blog turns 18 years old, another lesson is involved. That lesson is the value of persistence. Those two concepts -- persisting through the unexpected, is the key of life and the key to making progress in martial arts.

On the day this blog was born, I had a bricks-and-mortar school. Four years later, I began teaching online, at a time when a lot of Taiji folks said, "You can't teach that way." But I eventually created nearly one thousand video lessons, taking students step-by-step from basic to more advanced learning in the internal arts.

Then 2020 came along and Covid gave everyone a lesson in the unexpected. Suddenly, everyone learned that actually, you can teach online, and you can learn online, especially when you include live Zoom classes that enable you to see and coach your students. The main thing that's missing is the hands-on element, and the ability to do applications together, push hands, sparring, etc. That's very important, but you can still learn, and you can improve your internal mechanics.

In 2014, I launched my Internal Fighting Arts podcast, interviewing great English-speaking martial arts instructors. My aim was to promote good teachers, help them receive publicity, and also to further my own reputation as a provider of good information. It has been downloaded or listened to nearly 700,000 times. And I'm very proud that it inspired several other internal arts teachers to do their own podcasts.

I don't think a blog or a podcast should be about me. I see myself as a teacher and a student, and if you see my experience and knowledge through the stories I tell, the philosophy I share, the journey I am taking, and the educational videos and photos I post, my goal is for you to walk away with information you didn't know, or an idea of something to work on in your own training. Perhaps, you'll also see a new way of looking at the world, and a better way of connecting to others.

Last month, I celebrated my 51st anniversary in martial arts. One lesson I have learned in that time is to not wall yourself off and become trapped inside ONE way of doing things. Open yourself up to other information, because it just might be the key to unlock a higher-level gongfu.

And, of course, that thing about being persistent. Keep walking, keep learning and practicing.

There's a third lesson, too. Never check your brains at the door of a martial arts school. Now, more than ever, con artists are flooding the internet and social media with videos showing students hopping and falling at the slightest touch. In reality, it requires real force to deal with a motivated adult who wants to attack you. You can neutralize an opponent's force to put him off-balance, and at that point, it doesn't take as much power to deal with him, but it still takes power and leverage and strength. When you see fake videos by these "masters" whose students hop and drop with a slight touch, please just have pity on their lack of integrity (the teacher and the student) and just scroll on.

Just like in our politics, if you can't tell the difference between the people telling the truth and the people telling you lies, shame on you. The ones telling you the lies have no shame. You have to be able to educate yourself and see through the bullshit. If you can't, no one can help you, and the "no-touch" or "slight touch" knockdown con artists will continue to thrive. The people who want you to believe it's all about mysticism and mysterious energy flow will continue to thrive. They will anyway, I suppose. There are always people willing to pay money to someone who makes them believe they can gain special powers.  

You learn a lot of things by the time you pass the age of 70, but this age thing can play with your head. Within three months, I'll be turning 72. At this point, all the training and learning seems to have new meaning. You start looking down the road and realize there isn't as much time to live as there used to be. I've already been persisting for 15 years with only one lung and with atrial fibrillation. Now, it seems that 80 is not that far away. Should I slow down? Should I ease up a bit more?

Oh, screw it. I have more videos to make, and more books to write. There is more to learn, and even if I can't breathe as well as I did 18 years ago, I'm still learning. And even if I can't do the same things physically that I could do 18 years ago, like doing a flying sidekick against a six-feet-tall opponent, my insights into these arts and the philosophy have grown and developed. I have more to teach. Maybe it's true -- you might lose a bit of strength as you get older, but what you lose in strength you gain in wisdom. You hope. That's one reason I wrote my most recent book, "A Handful of Nothing."

Even if it all ended tomorrow, and I became One with the Tao, I would want you to know that I love you for reading this blog and for caring about the internal arts. 

But it's not going to end tomorrow. I don't think.

It's kind of funny now, but around 2012, my cardiologist said, "Ken, your heart is so weak right now, you could literally drop dead with no warning."

Talk about something that plays with your head. I went home and walked down the hall, looking at photos on the wall and thinking, "Is this the last thing I'm going to see? Am I just going to keel over, lights out, end of story?"

I decided to practice. If everything ended suddenly, I would be the last to know, so I decided not to worry about it.

My heart got stronger again during the next year or two, and here I am. 


Kenny-Nancy-11-20-2016And I have to throw out a huge "thank you" to my wife and devoted supporter, Nancy. She has been at my side the entire way. I started the blog three years after we were married. I couldn't have accomplished any of this without her support and encouragement.

So let's keep going and see if this blog can add another 18 years to it's life. I hope you'll stay along for the ride.

If you have any questions about topics you'd like to see me write about, email them to me at [email protected]

The most important thing I've learned during the past 51 years, and I've written about it on this blog many times, is this:

Remain centered at all times.

And don't forget to have fun while you're learning, training, practicing, and teaching. 

Happy birthday, Internal Fighting Arts Blog. And many more!

--by Ken Gullette  

 


51 Years Ago Tonight I Took My First Martial Arts Class

Ken7551 years ago this evening, I walked into my first martial arts class. I was 20 years old.

The teacher, "Grandmaster" Sin The, led us through high blocks, low blocks, stepping and punching. The room was bursting at the seams with young people inspired by the Bruce Lee craze. In fact, the class spilled outside of the dojo, which had a garage door for the side wall. They opened the door to accomodate all the new students and I stood with a group out in the parking lot.

Bruce had died one month before. I was inspired by his beautiful movement. Having defended myself successfully against bullies all my life, at age 20, kung-fu was very appealing. I wanted to learn how to fight better. I just had no idea how long I would keep practicing.

I have learned from several teachers since I left Sin The's school. When I discovered Chen style Taijiquan in 1998, it was what I had been searching for, and I am still studying, practicing, and teaching it.

This week I have practiced with students, I have taken two classes because I'm still studying, I held a live online class, and today I'm doing a private online class with a member of my website. 

Fifty-one years after I began, I still think kung-fu is cool and I want to learn more and keep improving. My goal is to help my students save time. It took me a couple of decades or more to find high-quality instruction. My students get the internal information I wish I had received 51 years ago. 

The real satisfaction of studying martial arts is not in reaching a destination, it's in enjoying every step of the learning process along the path. I'm still enjoying it more than five decades later. 

Bruce T-shirt

--by Ken Gullette


How Easy It Is To Close Your Mind Off to a Better Way of Martial Arts

Jim Ken 1999This photo shows me (on the right) and my first Chen style Taijiquan teacher, Jim Criscimagna, about a year after I met him and began studying with him.
 
I had studied a version of Yang style for 11 years by the time I met him, but within one hour, as he explained Chen style and demonstrated some body mechanics to me, I knew I had to start over in Taijiquan. I had won medals with the Yang 24 in competition, but when I studied with Jim, new information about body mechanics and principles flew at me like from a firehose. It was overwhelming.
 
I was a "black sash," teaching the system I had learned, and now, I was learning just how empty my art was, and how little I knew about internal strength and internal movement. 
 
It would have been the easy thing to do, when faced with something of higher quality, to retreat back to what I was already doing. Wouldn't that have been easy? I could have said, "That's not my style," or, "I study a different frame." I saw this photo a couple of days ago and the memories came flooding back -- the feeling I had trying to understand these strange but sophisticated details -- a "black sash" feeling like a child, like a complete beginner. But I stayed with Jim (and Angie) and took one baby-step at a time. I'm so glad I did. Knowing them opened the door to a new world, a new depth of martial arts.
 
The moral of this story, boys and girls is this: Be open to new information and different (maybe better) ways of doing things, even if it isn't convenient, even if it is a different style, and even if it means starting over. Yes, it's the easy thing to do to ignore it. But it's a far more satisfying thing to change your course and travel a more complex, difficult, and higher-quality road.
 
--by Ken Gullette
 

Stop the Exaggeration in Martial Arts -- Nobody Knocked Anyone Ten Feet Through the Air

10 Feet 2I've always been an advocate of an important concept in the internal Chinese martial arts. That concept is simple:

Keep it real.

The first thing you might think of are the fraudulent claims about "qi powers" that some teachers claim to possess. That actually is a bunch of malarkey, but I'm talking about a different issue this time.

I've read it in books. I've heard it said in podcasts. I heard someone say it again just today when I listened to a podcast. You've probably read it or heard it, too. It goes something like this:

"This master (insert the name here) did push hands with a student (or hit the student) and sent him flying back THROUGH THE AIR TEN FEET!"

I have a simple answer for this claim: "No, he didn't."

We need to stop saying it. Why should we stop? Because it isn't true.

We tend to exaggerate. But our martial arts are pretty good. We don't need to exaggerate to make our art, our teacher, or ourselves look good.

Ten feet doesn't sound like much. Hell, I'm six feet tall myself. Ten feet is as tall as a basketball hoop. Measure it out on the floor, then try to generate the force to push a 175-pound person through the air that far.

After 51 years in martial arts (as of next month) I have never seen anyone knocked ten feet through the air. Nobody has ever done it to me, even members of the Chen family. Not even members of the Iowa State Boxing Team.

I have never seen it done, either. Do you have video of someone being knocked back ten feet through the air? I'll save you some time searching through your DVDs and VHS tapes. No, you don't.

Is there a video on YouTube of someone being knocked in the air ten feet back? No, because even the frauds who make their students hop with just a touch don't have the magical power to send their students hopping ten feet back through the air.

Do you see the photo here above? We actually measured out ten feet on the training floor. From the edge of that red section back to the blue mat is ten feet.

The world record for the standing long jump -- jumping for distance from a standing position -- is 12 feet two inches. It takes a lot of exploding energy from a person's legs and body to jump 10 feet from a standing position, or even if they take a running start. When they jump from a standing position, they have to crouch down and explode with every bit of force they can use.

So that brings up a great question about a man who, in push hands or in hitting someone, knocks the person ten feet through the air. Here's the question:

Exactly where is the force being generated, and how is it being used, for someone doing push hands or hitting someone to send an adult man flying through the air ten feet?

What is the technique being used and how much force is being used?

Look at that distance. You think someone could knock a 175-pound man through the air ten feet? You can't even lift an adult with both arms and throw him that far. You can't pick up a 150-pound barbell and throw it that far. How do you expect to hit or push a man and cause him to fly back that far?

You say YOU have done it to someone? You say someone did it to you? You are either deceiving yourself or you are not telling the truth. Okay, I'll be generous. You're simply exaggerating. One of those three things is true. If you say you can do it, show us the video. We will make you famous.

In the meantime, let's stop exaggerating, okay? Nobody you know has knocked an adult human being through the air 10 feet and you haven't, either. Maybe you're using a "guy's measurement," but if you are, I have another news flash for you. What you have down there isn't really six inches, either. Your wife told me.

Don't check your brains at the door of a martial arts school. Don't believe what an instructor tells you on blind faith. And in the way you talk about and practice the internal arts -- keep it real, y'all.

--by Ken Gullette


Are You a Failure at Martial Arts?

Ken-Nancy-St-Pete-2024-smallI received an email from one of my online members who said he hasn't been practicing much lately because of a busy work schedule. He felt like a failure as a martial artist.

The truth is, you should never feel like a failure at martial arts. Sometimes, life, work, family, and other important activities can get in the way of a regular practice schedule. It happens to all of us occasionally. It's okay.

I don't know why you got into martial arts, but I got into it for three reasons:

Reason 1 -- I wanted to learn how to fight more effectively, like Bruce Lee and Kwai Chang Caine.

Reason 2 -- I kung-fu is cool.

Reason 3 -- To impress women. Of course, this is why some of us guys do anything.

I might be in my 70s now, but I still like to impress Nancy. That's why every now and then, I whip out my broadsword. 

As Joe Biden would say, here's the deal. Don't get suckered by the tough keyboard warriors online who pretend you're not worthy if you aren't ready to enter an MMA ring. That isn't real life self-defense. I'm not ready to do an MMA match, but I'm also not ready to play an NBA game or play for the Chicago Cubs. I'm not a professional athlete. That is not real life for most of us.

Here's something else to think about: we all get busy. We all have responsibilities. And sometimes, we get tired.

Give yourself a break. Be good to yourself. 

Last week, I took a week off. Nancy and I flew to St. Petersburg, Florida on Sunday and flew back the next Sunday. For a week, I didn't practice, I didn't scribble ideas or plans, I didn't teach and I didn't study. I tried not to think of martial arts. It was wonderful to spend a week slacking off with the woman I love. The photo above was taken at John's Pass in St. Pete.

And guess what? I took a week off and nobody died.

To me, martial arts is fun. I love making progress, even taking a baby step forward. After 50 years, I still make progress in my understanding and my movement. That's exciting.

So here's my advice if you feel like a failure for not taking the time to practice as much as you want.

To be honest, you are a failure if you DON'T spend time with your family, your partner, your kids, instead of working out. On your death bed, you will not be saying, "Damn, I wish I could run through Laojia Yilu one more time." No, you'll be thinking, "I wish I had another day with my family."

Now, how do we strike a balance and work our way back to a more regular practice schedule?

If you have just five minutes a day to focus, practice a silk-reeling exercise, or one of the Xingyi fist postures, or the Bagua Basic Palms form; just five minutes a day and you can make progress.

If you have ten minutes, that may be all you have today, but you can make progress.

If you're a member of my website, log onto the site and practice to one of the videos that breaks down a movement in one of the forms. Whichever form you are working on, it doesn't matter. Take 10 minutes and try to gain a new insight into one movement.

If you do this each day, it might spark the excitement again and before long, you'll start finding the time.

Remember, you are not in a competition. Take the pressure off yourself. Very few of us are going to be Bruce Lee, or Chen Xiaowang, or even Jean-Claude Wham Bam Van Damme.

So train when you can, but don't think of yourself as a failure if you don't.

Life is busy. Go with the flow. Thinking of yourself as a failure isn't fun. Don't forget to have fun.

--by Ken Gullette 


A Lack of Motivation to Practice Martial Arts and a Change of Perspective

One of my online members asked a question in an email last night. He asked how I would respond to a student (himself) who found it difficult to motivate himself to practice.

I smiled when I read it, because I can't count the number of people who swore they would be my best student but dropped out quickly when they realized how difficult it is to learn martial arts. 

I replied, "I would tell him that even 10 or 15 minutes a day can help you move forward. But what teachers THINK is that it's a lot easier to think about being a martial artist than it is to actually do the work to develop skill."

He thanked me for my fast reply, but I realized he had bought his first DVDs from me in 2016. So I replied back and asked him how I could help him.

What he told me next caused a real shift in perspective.

He told me he was so far along in kidney failure that he found it difficult to practice. He also let me know that he has diabetic neuropathy in his feet, making him unable to feel the floor.

Isn't it interesting how we don't know what people are going through unless they tell us? Here he is, fighting kidney failure and other problems, and he still has a desire to practice martial arts. That is truly inspiring.

I know the feeling. Losing a lung, coughing up blood off and on for years, developing exercise-related asthma -- I know first-hand how much motivation it takes to practice despite the punches we take from life -- to practice even when we're gasping for air -- to practice even when we don't feel like it.

So this guy is my kind of person. And I gave him a message that I would give anyone. That message is:

Take care of yourself.

In the final moments of your life, if you are fortunate enough to realize it is your final moment, you will not be wishing you could practice Laojia Yilu again, or hit the punching bag, or do some sparring.

You will be wishing you had one more moment to spend with your loved ones.

I love many things in my life. I love to write. I love good rock 'n roll. I love martial arts.

But there are things more important than any of that: my wife, my children, my grandchildren.

Practice hard if you can. Find 10 minutes a day if that's what will get you moving and practicing. Then maybe add another five minutes here and there until you are practicing 30 minutes a day. Then add more time if you can. If you have issues that can cause you to lose your mental balance, spend five minutes a day -- or more if you can -- practicing qigong. Calm your mind and body.

But don't beat yourself up about it. Martial arts should be fun. There's a serious intent behind learning to defend yourself, but I believe you should have a good time doing it, and not make it so painful an experience that you avoid it.

Practice hard if you can. Remain centered at all times. Enjoy every moment you can. And be good to yourself.

--by Ken Gullette


The Internal Fighting Arts Podcast Interview with Martial Arts Instructor Gerald A. Sharp

I first heard of Gerald A. Sharp when I bought his Xingyi instructional VHS tape, "Five Fists of Power," back in the 1990s. For years, I have wondered what happened to him, and recently decided to track him down. I found him online. He is living and still teaching in Granada Hills, California.

In my latest podcast -- the 72nd episode -- I talk with Gerald about his long history in martial arts. Among the teachers he has trained with are Wu style Taiji Master Ma Yueh Liang, and he studied Chen and Yang style Taiji with Zhou Yuan Long. He studied Chi Kung (Qigong) with Ju Beng Yi (a top disciple of Guo-Ling), and Gerald studied Bagua, Xingyi, and Nei Jia Kung Fu with Zou Shuxian, the top disciple and adopted daughter of Jian Rong Qiao.

Enjoy the interview!