Greenland BJJ Globetrotters ‘Karma’ Camp
For the past week or so I have lived in Nuuk, the Capital of Greenland. I am being (very kindly) hosted by a local family and experiencing life here first-hand, amongst real people. I say ‘real’ people because the experience of befriending and interacting with locals is much different to navigating hotels & tourist traps. No one here is interested in me because of money or to be a dutiful employee. I am not handing over cash to a stranger with the expectation of gaining a certain experience. There is a time & place for touristic pleasures, but generally I strongly prefer to mix in with the locals (like this babe & her sweet pet Polar bear).
In this case, I was invited to do so; which is pretty unusual. It’s not everyday you get a message from someone inviting you to Greenland. Let alone inviting you to Greenland to train BJJ, (in what would turn out to be the country’s first gathering of international BJJ artists) with hosts providing you lodgings. The invitation was completely unexpected, and it found me sitting idly in a small coastal town in Australia. About as far away as one could possibly get from Greenland. I would love to tell you that I seized this opportunity immediately without fear, the way every motivation speech ever suggests you should. I’d love to say that. To tell you that life is filled with opportunities, for those bold enough to take them. Opportunities & ice-cream. Or something.
But to be honest, the first thing I did upon reading this invitation in disbelief, was absolutely shit myself. Some quick researched showed me flights to Greenland are spectacularly expensive. In my case, I would also require a flight from Australia to Copenhagen. Not cheap either. And totalling over 30hrs in travel just to arrive. Closer to 40 including stopovers in airports. I knew nothing of the culture or language. The other people going were strangers & much, much better at BJJ than me. I didn’t know why I was even invited, if I could really afford it or what I could possibly contribute on such a voyage ( which included 4 international BJJ Black belts, gym owners, hell… even people taller and more Australian than me!). So it certainly was not a comfortable decision. But it was a tremendously exciting one. And one of my best to date. Whilst here I have made friends with Greenlanders & fellow martial artists from all over the world. Invitations to visit other exotic locations/gyms were made, and are now potential adventurous chapters to be lived. Just like every other BJJ Globetrotters camp; the networking and socialising aspect has been absolutely ridiculous.
I was lucky enough to witness the very first Greenlandic BJJ belt promotion; and then be the first person to roll with him as a blue belt. We even ‘braved’ (I use the term lightly, some of us screamed more than others) the cold & swam in the freezing waters off Nuuk on a windy -0.6 degree day. Together we explored local Fjords & saw a whale off the coast of Nuuk. I even got myself a free haircut from my kindly host’s daughter, who works in a local salon. I will go into all the glorious details in another post.
But the point I wanted to make today was that none of this would have happened if not for the one decision a few months ago, alone with my computer on the other side of the planet. That moment was the catalyst that allowed all of this awesomeness to unfold. And it would have been so easy not to do it. I had a thousand reasons not to go. It was not the safe route. Or the practical choice. The responsible decision. And if am totally honest, a part of me was afraid to go because of so many unknown variables. That’s coming from someone who delights in the unknown. But the more I pondered the choice, the more I felt my initial gut reaction being reinforced; not the fear part. But the adventurous spirit underneath that was screaming ‘fuck yes!’ Sometimes that scream is so covered by nonsense it might just be a whisper. But I think whenever we have an option that resonates with our deepest desires, some part of us always sings. Even if it’s softly.
So for you, maybe it isn’t an invitation to Greenland. Maybe it’s starting a up a new Cafe. Or accepting a promotion in a new town. Or quitting a job which grinds your soul. Or telling that attractive human about your messy human feelings. Or deciding to start showing people your creative work. Whatever choices lay before, just do me & yourself one favour. Be honest. And be brave, even if you shit yourself in the process. I guess that’s two things…but hopefully you catch my meaning. Go out there & shit yourselves in the interest of living a life in accordance with your inner mojo. Shit yourself in service to becoming a better version of yourself. And on that strange note, I shall leave you.
Until next time,
Peace. Love. Triangles