Hubris

Old Corrections, New Understandings

Squibs & Blurbs

by Jerry Zimmerman

Editor’s Note: About a year ago, I asked Sensei Jerry Zimmerman if he would consider writing a column for my fledgling online –zine, WeeklyHubris and, so, so kindly, he acceded. Jerry is a Sensei, first and foremost, and a visual artist as well but, until the advent of “Squibs & Blurbs,” I doubt he had ever considered that he might, also, be a writer. Now, this week’s column, this profound column, in Jerry’s editor’s humble opinion, marks a turning point for us all. The Sensei has diverted the stream of his Aikido and spiritual knowledge into a new body of clear, flowing, potable water: the written word. For me, this column embodies a sort of alchemy. See if you concur.

Jerry ZimmermanlTEANECK, NJ—(Weekly Hubris)—12/6/10—I run a martial arts school that teaches Aikido, a Japanese art of self-defense. While teaching class one night, I corrected a student, not so much as to what he was doing, but as to why he was doing it. As I spoke, I realized that the words coming out of my mouth were the same correction I had received five years ago from an Aikido master teacher from whom I had taken a class while visiting in San Francisco.

I was dumb-struck.

Not because I was saying the selfsame thing, but because I had not understood what he had meant so many years before until that very moment! The words came unbidden from my mouth—it was the first time I had ever made this correction to one of my own students because it was the first time I had actually understood it.

In simple terms, what I learned in that moment, what he had tried to tell me many years ago, was that we were not trying to do something TO each other but, rather, we were in a relationship WITH each other.

Of course!

No matter what is going on between people, it is always a relationship—nothing happens unless the other person is there with his or her energy. No anger, no harmony, no conflict, no love. No nothing.

And if you are simply trying to DO something to someone, you may succeed in precipitating a result, but always a result that is lopsided in some way. It may overwhelm, but it will not have real strength. It may change a movement, but not an intention. It may stop the violence, but not end in peace.

While a technique in our art may look like a wrist lock to prevent an attack, and, yes, it is a wrist lock, I’m not actually worried about his wrist or his pain or my winning. I’m developing myself to be in that conflict in a new way, leading the energy given to me to a new place and a new result, a better place for us both, it is to be hoped.

I am transforming myself rather than trying to change my opponent.

I have always understood this concept to be the root of my art, yet I suddenly felt a veil fall from my eyes. Understanding this in a new and complete way now changes everything—in my art, in my teaching, in my life.

This difference is sublime.

Everyone knows the old adage, “We are all in this together.”  I think most people would agree with this maxim. Yet, how amazing, even for a moment, actually to experience the feeling of being here together, no matter what you are doing, who you are with, where you are, how you are feeling.

Sounds rather extreme and exotic, doesn’t it.  Want to know why?

Because it is very, very hard to accomplish!
And how do we learn something very, very hard?

We practice. A lot.

Aikido is that exacting practice for me: training my body, coaxing my mind, polishing my soul.

You must find a crack in your life to get a taste of the possibility of something new. It could be anything, but you have to be actively open to your chance, to your opportunity for the real.

It doesn’t matter what your “way” is—arranging flowers, meditating, singing in a choir, building chairs, visiting sick patients, deflecting punches. The purpose has to be to transform yourself; not to change others.

Sometimes, if you are looking for your path, it will sneak up and tap you on the shoulder.

Sometimes, the answer will be whispered in your ear and you will hear it clearly . . . five years later.

Jerry Zimmerman was born and bred in Pennsylvania, artified and expanded at the Syracuse School of Art, citified and globalized in New York City . . . and is now mesmerized and budo-ized in lovely Teaneck, New Jersey. In love with art and artists, color, line, form, fun, and Dada, Jerry is a looong-time freelance illustrator, an art teacher in New York’s finest art schools, and a full-time Aikido Sensei in his own martial arts school. With his feet probably and it-is-to-be-hoped on the ground, and his head possibly and oft-times in the wind, he is amused by the images he finds floating through his mind and hands. (Author Head Shot Augment: René Laanen.)

4 Comments

  • Laura A Kolb

    Shouldn’t we first want to contribute something to someone or something and later find it
    “transforms us”?

  • Joshua Fausty

    This is beautiful and profound, Sensei, and I would be surprised if it occurred only recently since your teaching seems always to have embodied this wisdom. Also, Leonard Cohen’s offering that “there is a crack in everything–that’s how the light gets in”–comes to mind.

  • kay zimmerman

    Dad. Wow. So clearly and beautifully put. And now our conversations from your last visit make even more sense. xo