My first contact with Tai Chi (or whatever discipline it was) was about 15 years ago. I was walking beside a lake in Tallahassee (Fla). On the other side of the lake there was a man under a tree doing a dance (as I thought of it then) that was so graceful, so beautiful, so much at peace with the tree and the lake, that I sat and watched him for a long. He literally took my breath away. It was only recently that I realize what he was doing. So when you are out under a tree somewhere doing your practice, you never know whose life you will be influencing somewhere down the road. If not for this man, I would have no interest in this subject today, although it took 15 years for it to actually materialize in my life. John
