Underneath my yellow skin

Category Archives: Bagua

Even more about martial arts and me

I skipped a post for today becuse my brother came to visit late last night during the time I would normally write the post for that day. In addition, it was daylight changing time last night, which meant we lost an hour during the night. Side note: Can we please do away with changing the clocks… Continue Reading

Let’s talk even more about martial arts, gender, and whatever

I had a private lesson today with my teacher. After griping about the state of the world around us,* we talked about me working on different weapon forms. Her teacher is very excited that I’m so into weapons and has said that I’m welcome to any of his classes. I would love to take a… Continue Reading

Even more about gender and martial arts

Back again to talk more about gender and martial arts. I mentioned in yesterday’s post that I had to slow down the rate at which I was teaching myself because I was messing some things up. For example, I recently re-taught myself the Fan Form because I realized I had forgotten whole chunks of it.… Continue Reading

Gender, martial arts, and me (and society)

Am I really going to write more about gender and martial arts? Why, yes, yes I am. Why? Because I can. And because I have more to say about it. Here is my post from yesterday in which I talked about finding a therapist. Mostly, I focused on how diufficult it is for me to… Continue Reading

Even more about gender and martial arts

I’m still on that gender/martial arts tip. And on that mental health tip. Here is my post from yesterday about how I am smarter than most therapists. I know how that sounds, but it’s true. No, smarts aren’t everything, but they are something. And for me, I cannot respect someone I can manipulate. One of… Continue Reading