Hunyuan 38 step Pao Chui

This form is an excellent way to gain strength health and vitality it has so much inside of a practical usage I keep finding new things about it everyday after I finish practising it and analyse my training.
Grand master Feng took the original Pao Chui and distilled the essence into the 38 step form and it is truly a unique piece of martial arts training.
The advice from my teacher Chen Hui Ying was too only practise it once a day and the 24 step form 3 times as I think it can develop too much yang energy so needs to be balanced and at my age and experience health is more important than practical techniques so I have kept to his advice but enjoy training this form everyday.

Krabi Krabong History

During my research into the history of Krabi Krabong in Thailand there is very little information, especially regarding the development in Northern Thailand.

One thing I have uncovered is very interesting in that during the 19th Century Temples were places that taught a great many things and swordsmanship was one of the things taught. This was due to the fact that many ex soldiers took to the robes to gain merit for the harm they had done on the battlefield and still passed their skills on to the next generation to help them protect their families and villages and also to prepare them for war.

First the practitioner would be taught meditation, Samadhi to help concentration and discipline the mind for the training to come, the Wat was a perfect place with no outward distractions.

Unfortunately I believe many of these schools died out when the Abbot or monks who were teaching passed away, but it partly explains how the art survived and evolved.
It is interesting to note that the events are similar to the Shaolin temple in that warrior monks trained in fighting arts and Buddhism, but the main difference in Thailand is the monks were just, that they had renounced the warriors path and taught to help preserve and protect.

Back to Training

It is a great feeling being able to practise again but even when I was poorly I still tried to practise in my mind visualising the movements getting the feeling of energy passing through my system and directing it with my mind to the infection to help heal quickly.
Sometimes we forget how important the mind is and how it can help, in Taiji we concentrate on each movement trying to control our movements and relax so the energy can flow and give us health and vitality, but it is the mind that is the guide for the energy and that by practising in concentrating we are making the mind stronger, Taiji is likened to meditation with movements but I don’t think there is a difference between Taiji and meditation as both have stillness in movement and movement in stillness.

Jataka Tales

Forest Monks in a King’s Pleasure Garden (Pupils Without a Teacher)

Once upon a time, there was a high class rich man who gave up his wealth and his easy life in the ordinary world. He went to the Himalayan forests and lived as a homeless holy man. By practicing meditation, he developed his mind and gained the highest knowledge. Dwelling in high mental states, he enjoyed great inner happiness and peace of mind. Before long, he had 500 pupils.

In a certain year, when the rainy season was beginning, the pupils said to their teacher, “Oh wise master, we would like to go to the places where most people live. We would like to get some salt and other seasonings and bring them back here.”

The teacher said, “You have my permission. It would be healthy for you to do so, and return when the rainy season is over. But I will stay here and meditate by myself.” They knelt down and paid their farewell respects.

The 500 pupils went to Benares and began living in the royal pleasure garden. The next day they collected alms in the villages outside the city gates. They received generous gifts of food. On the following day they went inside the city. People gladly gave them food.

After a few days, people told the king, “Oh lord king, 500 forest monks have come from the Himalayas to live in your pleasure garden. They live in a simple way, without luxuries. They control their senses and are known to be very good indeed.”

Hearing such good reports, the king went to visit them. He knelt down and paid his respects. He invited them to stay in the garden during the whole four months of the rainy season. They accepted, and from then on were given their food in the king’s palace.

Before long a certain holiday took place. It was celebrated by drinking alcohol, which the people thought would bring good luck. The King of Benares thought, “Good wine is not usually available to monks who live simply in the forests. I will treat them to some as a special gift.” So he gave the 500 forest monks a large quantity of the very best tasting wine.

The monks were not at all accustomed to alcohol. They drank the king’s wine and walked back to the garden. By the time they got there, they were completely drunk. Some of them began dancing, while others sang songs. Usually they put away their bowls and other things neatly. But this time they just left everything lying around, here and there. Soon they all passed out into a drunken sleep.

When they had slept off their drunkenness, they awoke and saw the messy condition they’d left everything in. They became sad and said to each other, ‘We have done a bad thing, which is not proper for holy men like US.” Their embarrassment and shame made them weep with regret. They said, ‘We have done these unwholesome things only because we are away from our holy teacher.”

At that very moment the 500 forest monks left the pleasure garden and returned to the Himalayas. When they arrived they put away their bowls and other belongings neatly, as was their custom. Then they went to their beloved master and greeted him respectfully.

He asked them, How are you, my children? Did you find enough food and lodgings in the city? Were you happy and united?”

They replied. “Venerable master, we were happy and united. But we drank what we were not supposed to drink. We lost all our common sense and self-control. We danced and sang like silly monkeys. It’s fortunate we didn’t turn into monkeys! We drank wine, we danced, we sang, and in the end we cried from shame.”

The kind teacher said, “It is easy for things like this to happen to pupils who have no teacher to guide them. Learn from this. do not do such things in the future.”

From then on they lived happily and grew in goodness.

The moral is: A pupil without a teacher is easily embarrassed.

Funny thing…. Life!

As I am a Buddhist and live in Thailand I want to study Vippassana meditation, the main centre is Wat Rampoeng but it involves a 10 or 30 day retreat and with my family situation it is just not possible, anyway when I was visiting the hospital getting the dressing changed on my leg I met a monk who spoke excellent English and invited me to learn at his temple when I have time, the temple is not far from our house and I will definitely be visiting him and taking advantage of this great opportunity so it goes to show out of a bad situation something good can happen.


You never know whats round the corner, or what’s lurking to get even , about two weeks ago I was bitten by a spider (we think) my leg swelled and blistered and I was on Intravenous anti biotics for 8 days and I am still recovering and having daily treatment of the wound I was left with after blister was drained, it has been a stressful and very painful time but it has given me time to think and assess things in my life and what I feel needs to change, so the moral is don’t take your health for granted live your life as best as you can, be kind to others and cultivate loving kindness to all sentient beings including spiders :-).