I will be forever grateful for the time I spent practicing martial arts when I was younger. I was lucky enough to find a master that did not teach the practice as a means to reach agonistic goals but instead as practicing mindfulness and self observation. It was never explicitly told or explained in detail how to do it, it was simply practiced over and over again, indirectly, by checking the positions of your body, legs and arms, are they in the correct position? Am I engaging the correct set of muscles? Does the position feel powerful? Is my attention (ki) flowing in the correct direction, in the right spot? Am I aware of my surroundings and perceptive of my practice partner? We were slowly taught to pay attention, by means of watching ourselves trying to perfect something. Later in life I realized how much of an impact this had on my ability to concentrate, be present, not only in the physical sphere but also in the mental and spiritual or emotional sphere. I slowly began to realize that the real practice of the martial art and striving for the perfect form were always a mean to the real goal of instead practicing mindfulness and perseverence.
To me that is the “art” in martial arts. I am not trying to put them on a pedestal, I believe that this “art” is proper of any activity a human can do, that can become art when it is a means to practice this kind of mindfulness.