Your karate teacher died, now what? That sounds caviler kind of a cast-off statement. It is almost as if it is a statement about floor wax from a mid-afternoon television show. It is not is the real question. The death of a teacher has happened to me before but this one gut punched me. The sorting of how this needs ordering. The responses both short term and long-term need addressing.

And in doing so there may be a handle for you got to grab onto for the future. Or the handles allowing you to reach back into the past and secure a grip on an experience or emotion.

We are all going to die, but we just don’t believe it.

Growing up in post-war Japan in the Shinjuku district life was hard. He told me stories of hunger and hardship. These stories came infrequently, yet helped explain his worldview.

Your Karate Teacher Died, Now What? A Priest and Burial.

Graveyards are full of the greatest people

I have buried the greatest father a hundred times. And we have likely buried the greatest karate sensei a hundred times. The result of this emotion is to try and acknowledge the impact the sensei has had, a foundation may be created, an award given out on an annual basis. You may use this when you karate teacher dies, or when another person passes.

I have done this and it has been with little results. People are focusing on living. Getting results for themselves, and not a plaque on a wall. A plaque about somebody else’s journey. Or the of overcoming the obstacles placed before them in life.

Your Karate Teacher Died, Now What? A Priest and Burial.

Teaching Good, or Bad