Natural devotion through karate

What would you think of a friend of yours that likes karate, but goes around in karate out­fit all day, screams samurai’s kiai bat­tle cry at every inno­cent passer-by, and per­haps twirls his nun­chaku at the bus sta­tion, when in the line to pick-up movie tick­ets and in doctor’s wait­ing room?

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Often­times I’ve been asked to describe what a nat­ural devo­tion is com­pared to prac­tice found in insti­tu­tion­alised forms of Chai­tanya Vaish­nav­ism and their branches. Many things are in com­mon between the two philoso­phies of life, and yet, they are so much dif­fer­ent. It seems it’s hard to put all in words because we lack a ref­er­ence point, or a tan­gi­ble mir­ror of alle­gory already famil­iar to peo­ple. In other words, I needed a good story peo­ple can imag­ine, take the role and iden­tify with.

A week ago my son asked me to join him watch the movie he adores, and I hap­pily sat next to him, drink­ing my tea. The movie was Karate Kid, the first one of three. Young lad Daniel LaRusso (played by Ralph Mac­chio) moves with his mother from New Jer­sey to Cal­i­for­nia and is con­fronted with a cul­ture he doesn’t fit into. After being beaten up sev­eral times by stu­dents from a local karate school, Daniel finds a men­tor, and a future friend Mr. Miyagi (played by Pat Morita), the hum­ble main­te­nance man for Daniel’s apart­ment build­ing. Miyagi agrees to help Daniel and teach him karate, although his meth­ods are uncon­ven­tional. Or many were thought so. How­ever, they’re quite unlike those prac­ticed by boys from the karate club.

As a film critic says, it’s a rare movie that man­ages to be both enter­tain­ing and enlight­en­ing. Daniel learns about Miyagi’s painful past and his deep gen­eros­ity, lessons that are as valu­able to him as how to avoid and block punches. Young Daniel learns about the many dif­fer­ent kinds of bal­ance that it takes to become a man and prac­tice what you love unpre­ten­tiously, with­out show­ing off. The audi­ence learns along with him and it’s all done with a light, sin­cere touch. No preachy speeches but a gen­tle unfold­ing of expe­ri­ence and under­stand­ing, com­ing from Mr Miyagi who lives a sim­ple life and true spirit of karate.

As I was watch­ing it, I’ve realised I finally got my ref­er­ence point. Let me share it with you. I’ll tran­scribe some short and mem­o­rable excerpts from the movie and reflect upon.

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    Miyagi: First, wash all car. Then wax. Wax on…
    Daniel: Hey, why do I have to…?
    Miyagi: Ah ah! Remem­ber deal! No ques­tions!
    Daniel: Yeah, but…
    Miyagi: Hai!
    [makes cir­cu­lar ges­tures with each hand]
    Miyagi: Wax on, right hand. Wax off, left hand. Wax on, wax off. Breathe in through nose, out the mouth. Wax on, wax off. Don’t for­get to breathe, very impor­tant.
    [walks away, still mak­ing cir­cu­lar motions with hands]
    Miyagi: Wax on, wax off. Wax on, wax off.

Mr Miyagi’s meth­ods of teach­ing karate are quite dif­fer­ent. He asks Daniel to paint his house, fence, sand the floor in the back­yard, wax the cars. Daniel is con­fused, of course, because he was expect­ing a for­mal train­ing wear­ing karate out­fit, in the dojo (tem­ple) before an almighty sen­sei (guru). How­ever, he was given every­day tasks by a hum­ble, sim­ple man in main­te­nance clothes. How­ever, through those sim­ple exer­cises and house­work he indeed prac­ticed and thought karate, with­out real­is­ing it in the begin­ning. Mr Miyagi taught him how to weave karate (in our case devo­tional) prac­tices and think­ing into every­day duties and lifestyle, with­out break­ing a sweat in the karate dojo (temple).

This episode alone is a shin­ing exam­ple of the core dif­fer­ences between the nat­ural Radha-Krishna devo­tion and the for­malised, insti­tu­tion­alised devo­tion. The lat­ter puts so much empha­sis on life in and around the tem­ples, neglect­ing every­body and every­thing else for the sake of devo­tion that leads to sal­va­tion, suit­able robes and appear­ance (Indian dho­tis, saris, sticks, etc.), hard train­ing, break­ing seri­ous sweat to please a guru and earn some mercy. How­ever, there’s much more I’d like to share.

    Miyagi: Karate come from China, 16th cen­tury, called te, “hand.” Hun­dred year later, Miyagi ances­tor bring to Oki­nawa, call kara-te, “empty hand.“
    Daniel: I thought it came from Bud­dhist tem­ples and stuff like that.
    Miyagi: You, too much TV.

Quite fun­nily, this is so sim­i­lar to what all involved with Chai­tanyaism learn after some time. Peo­ple believe that devo­tion as taught in tem­ples of the insti­tu­tions and their branches is all what’s there to know about devo­tion to Radha-Krishna. But what they were taught is not true, of course, and is much more like a TV com­mer­cial. Many don’t know that there is a non-institutionalised, non-formalised but rather spon­ta­neous and nat­u­rally expressed form of devo­tion fol­lowed by sim­ple fam­ily men and women gen­er­a­tion after gen­er­a­tion, long before insti­tu­tions came and set the new stage. Sim­i­larly to res­i­dents of Oki­nawa, as we learn from the movie, where the knowl­edge and phi­los­o­phy of karate was passed down from father to son.

Insti­tu­tion has its own mind, iden­tity and a holy rea­son to live. Often is that rea­son in con­tra­dic­tion with people’s inter­est and uses all force and influ­ence avail­able — fear espe­cially — to keep the flock from run­ning and to express its own world­views. We notice that nicely from the fol­low­ing scene in the movie:

    [just before Johnny fights Daniel in the tour­na­ment]
    Sen­sei Kreese: Sweep the leg.
    [Johnny stares at him in shock]
    Sen­sei Kreese: Do you have a prob­lem with that?
    Johnny Lawrence: No, Sen­sei.
    Sen­sei Kreese: No mercy.

Like young Johnny Lawrence, many devo­tees involved with insti­tu­tions have gone through sim­i­lar painful expe­ri­ences. The unques­tion­able author­ity of the guru (sen­sei Kreese here played by Mar­tin Kove) was so over­whelm­ing that it demanded ulti­mate obe­di­ence, often crush­ing bound­aries of moral­ity, free­dom of choice and human­ity. Even though every cell inside their bod­ies was scream­ing that what guru says was pro­foundly wrong, they fol­lowed it because of the immense fear — that they would be oth­er­wise rejected and devoid of God’s mercy, with­out any hope for sal­va­tion. If God sees you’re not obey­ing your guru, you’re doomed.

In Cai­tany­ism this is par­tic­u­larly sad but true. Insti­tu­tions were always in war with every­one else. To quote Sen­sei Kreese from the begin­ning of the movie, ‘Here in the street, in com­pe­ti­tion, a man con­fronts you, he is the enemy, and enemy deserves no mercy’. Although it sounds a bit off bal­ance and exag­ger­ated for a com­par­i­son, the con­se­quences of any unbal­anced and exag­ger­ated behav­iour are sim­i­lar. In India the insti­tu­tion was in war with fam­ily men and women and almost every­one else rep­re­sent­ing the tra­di­tion of spon­ta­neous devo­tion, as opposed to priestly caste of renun­ci­ates inside the insti­tu­tion who pro­claimed a war against the mate­r­ial nature. In the west we had the same, and more: insti­tu­tions of Chai­tany­ism trans­planted in the west con­sid­ered west­ern soci­ety and its peo­ple to rep­re­sent a lowly cul­ture of cats and dogs. The whole soci­ety needs to be evan­ge­lised, changed and live up to ancient Indian stan­dards or purity, caste sys­tem and cul­tural views which were con­sid­ered to be the best and desirable.

Again we are faced with the men­tal­ity of “us and them”, no much dif­fer­ent from one illus­trated through the demon­stra­tion and under­stand­ing of karate of the Kobra Kai dojo, and the over­all phi­los­o­phy of life they rep­re­sent in this movie.

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    [some drunks were drink­ing and set­ting their beer bot­tles on Mr. Miyagi’s truck]
    Miyagi: Excuse me, please. Boy cold. Must leave. Kindly remove bot­tles.
    Yahoo at beach: Kindly do it your­self, Mr. Moto.
    [Miyagi karate-chops the tops off three beer bot­tles]
    Daniel: How did you do that? How did you do that?
    Miyagi: Don’t know. First time.

This one is another gem. My Miyagi chops the tops of beer bot­tles to scare away some trou­ble­mak­ers, and yet it was the first time he’s done such a thing. This is the dynam­ics of liv­ing the faith. He was able to utilise his skills, quick think­ing and expe­ri­ence into a new expres­sion of the moment and ele­gantly solved a prob­lem. Quite unlike for­mal forms of devo­tion, where every action and thought must be jus­ti­fied, pre­scribed and adjusted to fit within the offi­cial set of rules of the scrip­ture writ­ten long time ago. No flu­id­ity, or free­dom to expe­ri­ence and bring new insights and new solu­tions into the phi­los­o­phy, new cir­cum­stances and life.

In the world of karate, that would mean walk­ing around with a secret man­ual of moves and defences pre­scribed long ago in some province where your sen­sei lived. If some­one attacks you, you should fol­low the steps and pro­ce­dures described in the man­ual exactly, or oth­er­wise you’re not allowed to pro­ceed. Even if the new solu­tion can come to you in the form of instant new inspi­ra­tion and can be quite inge­nious, you must first con­firm it within the man­ual and then apply. Oth­er­wise, you can­not. Of course, all this would mean you’re dead already.

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Karate Kid scene

    Daniel: Hey, what kind of belt do you have?
    Miyagi: Can­vas. JC Pen­ney, $3.98. You like?
    Daniel: [laughs] No, I meant…
    Miyagi: In Oki­nawa, belt mean no need rope to hold up pants.
    [laughs; then, seri­ously]
    Miyagi: Daniel-san…
    Daniel: What? [comes closer]
    Miyagi: [taps his head] Karate .. here.
    Miyagi: [taps his heart] Karate .. here.
    Miyagi: [points to his belt] Karate never here. Under­stand?
    Daniel: [after a short pause] I think so …
    Miyagi: Good night Daniel-san [nods humbly]

What would you think of a friend of yours that likes karate, but goes around in karate out­fit all day, screams samurai’s kiai bat­tle cry at every inno­cent passer-by, and per­haps twirls his nun­chaku at the bus sta­tion, when in the line to pick-up movie tick­ets and in doctor’s wait­ing room?

Sim­i­larly, what would you think of a friend who con­stantly walks around in saf­fron robes and touts you about rules and reg­u­la­tions that lead to sal­va­tion from this world, all through the steps and stages that resem­ble walk­ing through the leg­endary cham­bers of chal­lenges of Shaolin, that you need to live a life of deep aus­ter­ity, earn God’s mercy, that con­stantly notices, counts and points out mis­takes you’ve just done (i.e. held a spoon or scratched your back with a wrong hand, uttered a mantra in a wrong way, that you’ve just yawned, looked the wrong way, con­tem­plated a meal or going to a con­cert, asked a wrong ques­tion, offered your opin­ion, etc.) and any­thing that hap­pened to you for that per­son had a higher mean­ing which (always) points out your bad karma and need for repentance?

Nat­ural devo­tion is an antithe­sis of all that. Being devo­tional has noth­ing to do with robes, sticks, lead­ing life of penance and the lev­els of spir­i­tual achieve­ment mea­sured with an imag­i­nary yard­stick of detach­ment from the mate­r­ial world. Nat­ural devo­tion only has to do with our inner vision, inspi­ra­tion that helps us tran­scend all those traps of for­mal­ism and makes us lov­ing friends with all crea­ture and God-dess Radha-Krishna.

— Zvon­imir Tosic


One Response to “Natural devotion through karate”

  1. My son, who is now grown, and I are also fans of Mr. Miyagi and Daniel. This piece per­fectly com­ple­ments the piece I just posted. Lalita Prasad Thakur was like Mr. Miyagi, and A.C. Bhak­tivedanta Swami was like Sen­sei Kreese.

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