When you finally get it right, tai chi is supposed to be a kind of moving meditation. You get into the zone and your body takes over and leads you through the form.

I’m not there yet. Even though I’ve taken the “beginner” class several times (I think I’m on number 4), most of the time I’m using every brain cell to concentrate on what I’m doing.

As soon as my mind wanders, my body does too. I lose the movement, my balance, or my focus and I forget what I’m doing. But for me, this turns out to be the beauty of tai chi. I am required to focus and concentrate solely on the movement. No thinking about the kids, supper, money, or any other of life’s details.

I must be in the moment. Tai chi. It’s good for me.