It would have to be Saturday.
On Saturdays, my husband and I go down in the morning to Aikido Fresno, where we study Toyama-ryu Iaido, the Japanese Art of the Sword, with Shiomi Sensai.
There are many schools of Iaido. Toyama-ryu was founded about a hundred years ago, after the Japanese push for Westernization created an officer class who were not familiar with the use of the katana, the Japanese sword. The Emperor of Japan caused the school to be founded, to teach officers how to draw and cut with the sword. Consequently, Toyama-ryu’s symbol is the Imperial chrysanthemum.
Toyama-ryu is practical, and in part aimed at teaching how to draw the sword very fast, because if you have your sword drawn before your opponent does, that can be a bit of an advantage.
I have been studying with Shiomi Sensai for nearly six years, and have earned my third degree black belt.
When I was young I was told that a black belt means that you have mastered all the basic techniques of a fighting style, and now you are ready to really learn what it’s all about. There are many myths around martial arts, but happily, in studying with Shiomi Sensai, this one turned out to be true.
Classes are small, and since last spring, when our most recent new students (of four years ago), passed their shodan (first degree black belt) tests, it is now a class entirely of black belt students. Thus, by the end of class, we are usually very tired and sore indeed.
By noon, when class is over, we generally grab lunch from one of the many nearby restaurants, and do some shopping. By the time we get home, it’s time to get ready for WITL, Writing in the Library.
Our local library had a NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month – November) event several years ago, and to support writers taking part, the librarian, Sarah Lingenfelter, opened the library on Saturday afternoons (when it officially closed), for writers to come and spend a couple of hours away from distractions, writing in the library. WITL has been going on ever since. Six novels have been completed during that time; four have been published. While Sarah sometimes has writing exercises for us to try, usually we simply offer enthusiastic support for our successes, and companionship during the process of writing. To encourage production, writers decide by the end of each session if they’ve met their goals, and those who have participate in a drawing for little presents. If you win, you have to replace the present next time. It makes an enjoyable reward system for working productively at WITL.
At home we have sheep and chickens, who by the time we get home are overjoyed to be released from the pens while we do chores, and feed them, and shut them up again, with the enthusiastic assistance of our border collies.
Then we feed said border collies, and ourselves. If we’re not too tired, we sometimes play music together; my husband plays the dulcitar and I have been learning the fiddle. It’s fortunate our neighbors are too far away to hear, or at least to throw things.
Then, one more walk around the yard with the dogs to check the stock, and look up the stars, before putting the day to bed.
In the play Our Town, after Emily dies, she gets to go back to her life for one day, one ordinary day. For me, it would have to be a Saturday.