Beauty.

I believe in beauty. No, not make-up covered, hair done, clothes perfectly styled type of media based “beauty”. I believe in wake-up from a night’s rest, throw on the first shirt that makes you comfortable and throw your tattered hair into a pony tail confidently walking out the door, because you see yourself, and you … More Beauty.

Blind Sparing

I vaguely remember my first day bowing sensai to my instructor and beginning an intense workout for an 11year old. I remember that the first week, I was paired with a family friend, but also a strong thick girl known for the bloodynose/busted lip on her opponents. I remember thinking “holy crap what the hell … More Blind Sparing