Age and illness are the cause of such joint pain, especially in my knees and hips, that practicing karate is becoming increasingly painful and difficult, at least from the hips down.
But I can still sit easily and comfortably in the full lotus posture for extended periods of zazen.
Karate is something I actively pursue, something I regard as food for my spirit. Yet my pursuit is encountering higher and higher hurdles.
Zazen is something I used to do regularly. My practice faded long ago, but its physical underpinnings are as good as new.
I pursue the one and find my body mired in the mud, so to speak.
I've let the other fade from my life, but could return to its physical posture as easily as slipping into an old flannel shirt.
I think I'm beginning to see the light -- insofar as there is light to be seen.