Tai Chi in the park
Salem, Oregon is blessed with a large park, Bush
Park, near the center of town. The park contains a Soap Box Derby track and a local
university running track. Runners are blessed with a wonderful location to complete
hill repeats, do track speed work, or enjoy scenic trail runs.
On a recent fall Sunday we decided to do
hill repeats at the Derby track. Heading back down the path toward the Bush Barn, after
the first hill, we encountered a gracious older Chinese couple. They were friendly,
commented on the wonderful weather, and wished us a good run. We responded in our usual
friendly way.
As we began another
hill repeat the couple seemingly appeared on the side of the Derby Track, doing the slow
graceful stretches of the Tai Chi motions one has seen from a distance; those which most
of us would be wise to learnquite a contrast to our flailing intense pace up the
hill. We continued our hill run, and on a later hill repeat, we again saw the couple,
this time at the top of the track, silhouetted against the trees as we ran up the hill.
For all of our struggles and all of their ease, their efforts probably brought as much
benefit to their spiritual and physical being with much more grace and dignity than our
prattling noisy endeavor. They seemed fit and trim, certainly alert and vital, as did we.
The divergent extreme became more meaningful
for as we repeatedly climbed the hill. We encountered a man walking at the side of the
track, head down, and with a shuffling pace. At the first encounter we said hello and
received no acknowledgment. He continued trudging. As we passed him a second time, he did
mumble hello at our greeting. What a wonderful difference: the vocal, visibly active
runners, the dignified Tai Chi Chinese couple and the grouchy fellow.
Normally one would give this
chain of events no further thought, but these encounters allowed us to observe and run the
gamut of cultural values and awareness. Life needs to be much simpler than we allow.
Well, the capper came on the last hill
repeat. A woman was running briskly with her dog up the hill. As we passed, we greeted the
woman and the dog. The animal seemed full of life, pulling away at the end of his leash,
and just eager to run and playnot a care in the world.
What can you make of all this? Well, many
people seem to miss the simplicity and joy of life. They just trudge about, involved
in the minutiae of their lives. The almost mystical movements of the Chinese couple, very
simply moving about in a beautiful park, stretching, smiling, and enjoying their
surroundings was a lesson we may all find useful. The simplicity of the dogs joy
compared to the distracted behavior of the non-communicative man intensifies this very
concept.
Wandering about, as we runners are so apt to
do, gives us vignettes into life, available to everyone, but only enjoyed by a precious
few.
Burke Schmidt