Today is the fifteenth anniversary of the death of Sosai Mas Oyama, founder of Kyokushin Karate.
Although it was already 10 years after Sosai’s passing that I was introduced to Kyokushin, I have a lot to be grateful to him for. Kyokushin has literally changed the course of my life.
That probably seems strange to anyone who doesn’t practice a martial art. It may well sound odd to many who do, but without it I would never have married Tiaan and I would never have written my first novel, let alone be almost halfway through my second.
I’m not going to go into great detail on here, nor am I going to waffle on about how little writing I’ve done today. I just wanted to take a little time to reflect on how sometimes the legacy of someone we never even knew can have such an impact on our lives.
Arigatou gozaimasu, Sosai. Osu!