My Taiji teacher has the flu, so no class today. That meant I did my solo practice, and halfway through, I decided, why the fuckk not? I had one posture left in the Double Fan Form. I had planned on teaching the last posture to myself on Sunday (tomorrow), but I decided why the hell not do it today? It was the closing posture, and it was a bit more complicated than other closing postures.
Today, I took a deep breath and watched the video of it several times. May I say once again how much I appreciate the one video where she is doing the form facing both front and back side by side? It’s so valuable to see both perspectives at the same time. Most videos show the teacher facing the camera, which messes with my brain. I much prefer seeing it from the back, but I like having the front view so I can check angles I can’t see from the back.
It also helps to have it at half speed. Then, the second video I watch is at .75 speed. The third video is at normal speed. I don’t know why this works for my brain, but it does. I need the variety of teachings in order for my brain to truly understand what is going on. Even still, there were a few times when I despaired I would ever learn the whole form.
I started teaching myself this form on my (actual) birthday. Now, just a bit over eight months later (minus a month of getting over my three-shot day, so a little over seven months), I can say that I have taught myself the whole Double Fan Form. I am pleased, of course, but also too tired* to really feel much.
I cannot believe it; I really can’t. I had a Zoom lesson with my teacher on Thursday. Zoom because she has the flu, of course. I was telling her that I was so close to finishing the Double Fan Form and how fucking hard it was, and she said she would like me to do it at the demo (in February).
I said not this year, but maybe next–and I meant it! I do not feel ready to do it in two months, but in a year and two months? Yes, maybe I would be ready. It might fulfill my desire to perform, too, which would be an added bonus. The problem is that I get performance anxiety, which I used to do when I was performing on the regular a few decades ago. It’s hard not to go on tilt once I let it get to me, which then just makes everything worse.
I’m really proud of myself, I’ll be honest with you. Though it took twice the amount of time I thought it would–shit, more than twice–it was…worth it? I’m not sure I can say that. As I said to my teacher, I would not have done it if I had known what it meant back when I started, but I’m glad to have done it now.