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The
following story was read at Steve Ridley's Celebration of Life in September
2005.
Several years ago
our Aikido school was accused of being a social club. Initially I rejected
this claim as being both untrue and unfair, "we are a martial art".
When I first heard of Steve's stroke I felt as though our family, my family,
my brother, not just our classmate was stricken.
I spent the first
week of Steve's stay at Strong contemplating this feeling. It occurred
to me that relationships evolve.
People first investigate
the Aikido dojo and join based on expectations of personal gain and goals,
the goal to develop something. They are initially reinforced by the support
and caring of fellow students. It's comfortable to be in an environment
with like minded and supportive people. It is this support and like minded
intent that feels like a "social club", that feeling is necessary,
but that's only the 1st feeling, of belonging.
With continued practice
and exposure to these supportive people comes a sense of expanded belonging
to a community, the Aikido Rochester community. From this larger community
naturally comes smaller sub-groups, smaller cliques, friendships based
on practice times, testing schedules and/or common personalities. People
come and go those that come and stay will evolve through these levels
of belonging. Following social club, community and friendship comes a
more unconditional bonding, a sense of family. Family members are accepted
and loved for their own uniqueness. This sense of belonging extends past
a few, it extends to include many.
It's not an inner
circle, although it may look like that from the outer circle, it's an
extended family.
This evolution takes
years. Trust affects the speed, trust that the newer student's intent
is sincere, here to stay and their trust that the established family will
accept them both on and off the mat. This family bond extends beyond the
four walls of the dojo.
This is why it was
not just a classmate that had a stroke, but a family member, my brother.
This bond was not
based on familiarity or similarity, for I did not know Steve well before
his stroke. I only learned of his life long challenge with epilepsy during
a recent car ride home from winter camp in the spring of 2003, and the
reading of his black belt essay.
The hospital staff
would initially ask if I was family, for they only give details and attention
to family members, instinctively I always replied yes, brother. In the
Aikido Rochester family we are all brothers and sisters.
Yoko, a friend from
Boston, and I visited Steve one Saturday when she was in town for a seminar.
Steve was in his chair waiting for his mother to take him downstairs for
a musical event. I asked the attendant if we could take him outside for
a few minutes of fresh air. Again, I was asked if I was family, his brother.
I instinctively and automatically responded yes. After the sunshine and
fresh air we returned Steve to the loving care of the 2nd floor staff.
Ro had called while we were gone to check on the status of his readiness.
She was told that Steve was outside with his brother. Ro asked "which
brother". Steve has many more brothers than Bill and Roger and many
more sisters than Helen and Susan. Most of the people here today could
call themselves family, Steve's brothers and sisters...
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