The following post is a personal essay my student Mariano Wechsler. He shares his sensory experience of “becoming WingChun”:
I drive my legs to the ground rooting myself down in the Earth. Like an old Oak sucking water from deep among the soil, I draw the energy from my feet into my legs and up to my torso to deliver power through my arms.
This pulse of energy passes through my body again and again like waves crashing ashore, one after the next.
I exhale sharply at the end of each movement as every muscle locks in clock-like synchrony. Continue reading