The Teacher Was Already ThereSome of my favorite books seem to change every time I reread them. They don’t. I do. I have been a lifelong reader, and I have had this experience more times than I can count. I will pick up a book I read ten or twenty years ago and suddenly find a sentence that stops me. Something I barely noticed the first time now feels like it was written directly to me. A passage I once skimmed now contains an entire lesson I was not ready to absorb. Zen in the Martial Arts by Joe Hyams is one of those books for me. It is the book that led me to Grandmaster Bong Soo Han in the first place. I read it, found him, and spent the next twenty years training under him. I have reread it several times since. Each time, different passages stand up. Different sentences hit. The book did not change. My life had given me new things to connect the words to. How did I miss that? But I did not really miss it. My eyes probably went right across the sentence the first time. I simply was not capable of seeing everything inside it yet. I had not lived enough. I did not have the experience. Maybe I did not have the problem yet. Maybe I needed another beating from life before the words could land. There is an old saying: “When the student is ready, the teacher appears.” I have always liked that saying. But lately I have wondered if we sometimes have it backward. What if the teacher was there the whole time? What if the book did not appear when I became ready — what if it had been sitting on my shelf for twenty years and I was the one who finally showed up? The Teachers Who Were Already in the RoomI have been training martial arts for more than forty years. Do you know how many instructors have told me to relax? Probably all of them. And for more than forty years, being told to relax has mostly had the opposite effect on me. Someone says “relax” and suddenly I am thinking: Okay, relax. Am I relaxed? My shoulders are tight. Stop being tight. Why can’t I relax? Relax harder. Which is about as useful as telling somebody who cannot sleep to just fall asleep. This week, Professor Mike gave me a completely different doorway into the same old lesson. Instead of telling me to relax, he asked me what kind of music I listened to. He talked about for him, Luther Vandross and music with that kind of smooth feeling. Relaxed. Flowing. But still energetic. Not sleepy. The idea was to have that music in my head while I roll — let the movement feel more like the music. We joked that Metallica probably was not the soundtrack I needed if my problem was using too much tension and energy. That clicked for me in a way forty years of “RELAX!” never did. Same lesson. Different doorway. I am building a playlist now. I am going to experiment with using music to regulate the state I bring onto the mat. Maybe it works beautifully. Maybe it does not. But for the first time, “relax” feels less like an order and more like something I can actually practice. I went from being told what to do to having a way to explore what the instruction actually meant in my body. The lesson was not new. The lesson had been there for four decades. What changed was the doorway into it — and the fact that I was finally in a place where I could walk through. What Grandmaster Han Knew About DancingGrandmaster Han did something similar years ago. He described martial arts like ballroom dancing. That image never left me. Two people moving together. Rhythm. Timing. Pressure. Release. Feeling what the other person is doing. Responding without trying to force every movement. There is a depth to that analogy that “put your hand here and move your foot there” does not capture. You cannot reduce ballroom dancing to foot placement. The individual mechanics matter, but the dance is what emerges between the people. Martial arts can be similar. There is a somatic and energetic expression that is difficult to communicate with direct commands alone. “Relax” can be technically correct and still fail to teach. “Think ballroom dancing” can sometimes give the body an image it knows how to explore. Mike’s music analogy may be another version of the same thing. Both teachers are trying to create an embodied understanding rather than simply supply another verbal instruction. The metaphor does not replace the technique. It gives the student another way to see it. And here is what strikes me now. Grandmaster Han gave me that image years ago. It has been sitting in my head the whole time. Mike’s music analogy made me reach for it again — made me understand more of what was inside it. One old lesson lit up another old lesson. The teachers were already there. I just needed the second one to help me see what the first one had been trying to tell me. When the Warning Signs Are Teachers TooThroughout my construction career, I have been surrounded by people whose choices taught me something — often by showing me what I did not want to become. I have spent much of my life watching people and thinking:
Those people taught me too. Their lives were warnings, and I treated the warnings seriously. But I have had to learn something else alongside that. Grace. A little more compassion. It is easy to look at someone making decisions that repeatedly hurt them and conclude they should know better. Sometimes they should. But I increasingly see how many people are simply struggling to stay afloat. Some are financially overwhelmed. Some are emotionally exhausted. Some never had strong examples. Some are dealing with health, family, trauma, fear, lack of education, lack of options, or problems I cannot see. A person desperately trying to keep the lights on or hold their family together may not have much spare bandwidth for examining the root causes of why they keep struggling. The mature lesson is this: You can learn from someone’s choices without needing to condemn the person making them. I can look at the consequences someone keeps experiencing and think: I do not want to reproduce that pattern. And simultaneously think: I have no idea what burdens that person is carrying. The lesson and the compassion can coexist. Both can shape you. And maybe that second one — the compassion — was a teacher I was not ready for twenty years ago either. The Teacher Is Not Always a PersonA teacher can be:
Sometimes the teacher is the person whose life you want to emulate. Sometimes it is the person whose life quietly warns you to choose differently. Sometimes it is reality itself, patiently demonstrating the same cause and effect until you finally stop arguing with it. Often, the question isn’t whether the teacher is present. It’s whether you are capable of receiving the lesson. Why We Could Not See It BeforeThis is not always ego, though ego can absolutely block learning.
But sometimes the barrier is simpler than ego. Sometimes we simply did not have enough context yet. A first-year apprentice and a thirty-year journeyman can hear the same sentence and understand completely different things. A white belt and a black belt can be shown the same technique and notice different details. A twenty-year-old and a sixty-year-old can read the same paragraph and see different truths. Experience creates hooks for new information to attach to. Sometimes we had to live through something before the old words could mean anything. The sentence was always there. We just did not have anywhere to hang it yet. And sometimes timing genuinely matters. I am not claiming every answer was always available to everyone. Sometimes the right information, teacher, money, health, opportunity, access, or environment truly did not exist earlier. The narrower claim is stronger: Before assuming the lesson only arrived today, ask whether some version of it has been appearing in your life for years — in different forms, through different people, wearing different language. You may have been surrounded by teachers you were not yet ready to recognize. Readiness Means You Can Finally Do Something With ItThe student is not ready merely because they want an answer. They are not ready because they bought another book. They are not ready because they asked a mentor what they should do. They are not ready because they nodded and said: “That makes sense.” The student becomes ready when they can finally convert the lesson into behavior. That is what happened with “relax.” I had understood the instruction intellectually for decades. I had nodded at it hundreds of times. But I was not ready to do something different with it until Mike gave me a doorway I could walk through — a playlist instead of a command. The understanding became something I could practice. We can spend our whole lives collecting teachers without becoming students. Read another book. Watch another video. Ask another mentor. Go to another seminar. Hire another coach. Listen to another instructor tell us to relax. And walk away exactly the same. The teacher may have appeared. The lesson may have been perfectly clear. But if we are not in a place where we can take the action necessary to create the change we are asking for, were we actually ready? Maybe not. Maybe readiness is not a moment of clarity. Maybe readiness is when you finally stop collecting the lesson and start doing something with it. ⚔ The Dojo DrillHere is a small exercise for this week.
Maybe the teacher does not appear when the student is ready. Maybe the teacher has been standing there for years. In a book you have already read. In advice you have already heard. In a mistake you have made three times. In somebody else’s struggle that quietly warned you. In an instructor telling you to relax while you somehow got even more tense. The lesson may not be new. Maybe you are finally ready to do something with it. 📚 Leader’s LibrarySteve Magness — Do Hard Things Why? Magness offers a smarter way to think about toughness. Instead of treating toughness as simply enduring more pain, pushing harder, or refusing to show weakness, he explores how resilience actually develops through awareness, adaptability, confidence, and the ability to respond well under pressure. It is a useful read for anyone who wants to become more capable in difficult situations without confusing suffering for strength. A strong addition to the library for anyone interested in resilience, performance, leadership, and becoming harder to knock off course. P.S. Know a martial arts gym owner who’s stressed about money or student numbers? Do them a favor: send them to The Leader's Dōjō, my website where I help owners get more students and keep them longer with simple systems. One forward from you could change their gym: The Leader's Dōjō Chuck |
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