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After  about  six  months  of  refining  my  form  (the  choreogr aphed   movement s
                that  are  the  heart  of  Tai  Chi  Chuan ),  Master  Chen   inv ited  me  to  join  the   Pus h

                Hands  class.  This  was  very  exciting,  my  bab y  steps  toward  the  martial  side   of
                the  art.  In  my  first  session,  my  teacher  and  I  stood  facing  each  othe r,  each  of  us
                with  our  right  leg  forward  and  the  backs   of  our   right   wrists  touch ing.  He  told
                me  to  push  into  him,  but  when  I  did  he  wasn’t  ther e  anymore.  I  felt  suc ke d

                forward,  as  if  by  a  vacuum.  I  stumbled  and  scratched  my  head.  Next,  he   ge nt ly
                pushed  into  me  and  I  tried  to  get  out   of  the  way  but   didn’t  kno w  whe re  to  go .
                Finally  I  fell  back  on  old  instincts,  tried  to  resist  the  inco ming  force,  and  with
                barely any contact Chen sent me         ying i nt o the ai r.

                    Over time,  Master Chen taught me the  bo dy  mechan ics of nonr esistanc e.  As
                my   training   became    more   vigorous ,   I   learned    to   dissolve   away   from   attacks
                while  staying  rooted  to  the  ground.  I  found  myself  calculating  less  and  feeling
                more,  and  as  I  internalized  the  physical  techni ques   all  the  little  movements  of

                the   Tai   Chi   meditative   form   started   to   come   alive   to   me   in   Pus h   Hands
                practice.  I  remember  one  time,  in  the   middl e  of  a  spar ring   session  I  sens ed  a
                hole  in  my  partner’s  structure  and  sudden ly  he  seemed  to  leap  away  from  me.
                He  looked  shocked  and  told  me  that   he  had   been  pus hed   away,  but   he   ha dn’t

                noticed  any  explosive  movement  on       my  part.  I  had  no  idea  what   to  make   of
                this,   but   slowly   I   began   to   realize   the   martial   power   of   my   living   room
                meditation  sessions.  After  thousands   of  slow-motion,  ever-refined   repe titions   of
                certain  movements,  my  body  could  beco me  that   shap e  instinct ively.  Someho w

                in Tai Chi the mind needed little phy sical action t o hav e great phy sical effect.
                    This  type  of  learning  experience  was  familiar  to  me  from  ches s.  My  who le
                life  I  had  studied  techniques,  principles,  and  theo ry  unt il  they   were  int egr ated
                into   the   unconscious.   From   the   out side   Tai   Chi    and   ches s   coul dn’t   be    more

                different,   but  they  began  to  converge  in   my  mind.    I  started  to  trans late  my
                chess  ideas  into  Tai  Chi  language,  as  if  the  two  arts  were  linked   by   an  essent ial
                connecting    ground.    Every   day   I   noticed   more   and   more   similarities,   unt il   I
                began  to  feel  as  if  I  were  studying  chess  when   I  was  study ing  Tai  Chi .  Onc e  I

                was   giving   a   forty-board   simultaneous    chess   exhi bi tion   in   Memphi s   and   I
                realized  halfway  through  that  I  had   been   pl aying   all  the   games  as  Tai  Chi .  I
                wasn’t calculating with chess notation  or thi nki ng  about  open ing  variations  .     .  .
                I  was  feeling  flow,  filling  space  left  beh ind,  ridi ng  waves  like  I  do   at  sea  or  in

                martial arts. T his was wild! I was winning chess games without playing chess.
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