{"id":2953,"date":"2026-07-02T02:32:28","date_gmt":"2026-07-01T17:32:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/budobooks.jp\/?p=2953"},"modified":"2026-07-02T02:44:49","modified_gmt":"2026-07-01T17:44:49","slug":"budo-beat-65-dead-serious-about-honki-why-the-most-ordinary-japanese-word-may-be-the-most-demanding-one-in-budo","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/budobooks.jp\/?p=2953","title":{"rendered":"Budo Beat 65: Dead Serious about Honki – Why the most ordinary Japanese word may be the most demanding one in budo"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

The \u201cBudo Beat\u201d Blog features a collection of short reflections, musings, and anecdotes on a wide range of budo topics by Professor Alex Bennett<\/a>, a seasoned budo scholar and practitioner. Dive into digestible and diverse discussions on all things budo\u2014from the philosophy and history to the practice and culture that shape the martial Way.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Last week I went to interview Mrs. Karukome Mitsuyo for an upcoming Nippon Budokan video series called \u201cHumans of Budo\u201d. She is a school teacher, and one of Japan\u2019s leading women kenshi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

When I have the chance to interview such senior budo teachers, I often finish things off with the same question. \u201cIf you had to sum up budo in one word, what would it be?\u201d It is not especially original, but it usually elicits an interesting answer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Some sensei pause for a long time before answering. Others have clearly thought about such things before and reply almost immediately. The words that come back are often what one might expect after a lifetime in the dojo: reigi<\/em> (etiquette), makoto<\/em> (sincerity), shugy\u014d<\/em> or keiko<\/em> (hard-arse training), kansha<\/em> (gratitude), keizoku<\/em> (continuity), and so on. Mine would be zanshin<\/em>. These are all good, worthy words and concepts that can be unpacked forever. In fact, I have a book coming out next month called Zanshin no Tetsugaku<\/em>. (More on that in a later post.)<\/p>\n\n\n\n

When I put the question to Karukome-sensei in Chiba recently, however, she didn\u2019t hesitate. \u201cHonki<\/em>\u201d, she said. I had to do a second take. For a split second, I wondered whether it was an offhanded joke at the expense of the resident white bloke.<\/p>\n\n\n

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Honki<\/em>? Really? After more than forty years in Japan, it is one of those words I hear so often that I had almost stopped hearing it. People are told to work honki<\/em> de. Students are told to study honki de<\/em> (with honki<\/em>) It has some of the same feel as the more familiar maji de<\/em>, but honki<\/em> carries more weight and less slang. And if someone makes a mess of something important, people can get honki de<\/em> pissed off, too. It is not an obscure term from a Zen text, nor one of those impressive budo expressions that becomes more mysterious the longer people try to explain it. It is totally ordinary Japanese. Everyday Japanese. The sort of word a five-year-old understands perfectly well.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And yet, as is so often the case in Japan, the most ordinary words sometimes turn out to be the most difficult to translate properly. Honki<\/em> is usually rendered as \u201cseriousness\u201d, \u201cearnestness\u201d, or \u201creal intent\u201d. None of these is wrong, but none quite does the job either. The word is written \u672c\u6c17: hon<\/em> (\u672c), meaning \u201creal\u201d, \u201ctrue\u201d, or \u201cmain\u201d, and ki<\/em> (\u6c17), that endlessly useful character suggesting spirit, energy, intention, mood, or inner force.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Taken together, it is not just seriousness in the abstract, but one\u2019s true energy or genuine intention brought fully to bear. \u201cSeriousness\u201d in English can sound a bit stiff, even gloomy. \u201cEarnestness\u201d has a faintly Victorian smell about it. \u201cReal intent\u201d is closer, but still a little clinical. Honki<\/em> has more flesh on it than that. It means that one is not playing at something. One is not hedging or keeping an exit open in case things become inconvenient. It means that the thing before you has been accepted completely, with no clever little reservation tucked away at the back of the mind. It\u2019s all or nothing, seriously for real.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Karukome-sensei then introduced a poem called \u201cHonki\u201d by Sakamura Shinmin that had clearly made a deep impression on her.[1]<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n

A rough translation follows:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

When you truly commit yourself with honki, the world begins to change. You begin to change. If nothing has changed, that is proof you have not truly committed. Love, when it is real. Work, when it is real. A person must, at least once, take hold of this. Or something essential remains untouched.<\/em><\/pre>\n\n\n\n
The poem is deceptively simple, which is presumably why it works. It does not decorate the idea of honki<\/em> with unnecessary complexity. Nor does it invoke warriors, temples, mountains, swords, or moonlight. There is no grand philosophical scaffolding. Instead, it makes a rather blunt observation: when a person becomes truly honki<\/em> about something, change follows. If change does not follow, then what we called seriousness was probably something else.<\/p>\n\n\n
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That\u2019s, in some ways, a rather uncomfortable thought for anyone involved in budo. We are very good at measuring externals. We count years of training, Dan grades, seminars and competitions attended, senseis and dojos visited, books read, bruises collected, and names taken. We can mistake duration for depth and effort for transformation. Of course, all these things matter. But Sakamura\u2019s poem points to something more severe. It asks not whether we have been present, but whether we have been changed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
This is where Karukome-sensei\u2019s answer began to make more and more sense to me. In retrospect, that is. Budo, if it is to be anything more than a hobby involving archaic clothing and copious amounts of shouting, must involve change. I don’t mean the obvious changes: better posture, sharper technique, more accurate footwork, or a slightly improved ability to sit in seiza without grimacing like a constipated Cavalier King Charles spaniel. Those things are important, but they are not the heart of it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The real question is whether practice alters the way one inhabits the world. Does it change one\u2019s habits of attention, or merely one\u2019s vocabulary for describing them?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The \u2018problem\u2019 with a word like honki<\/em> is that it leaves very little room for self-deception. One can sound knowledgeable about mushin<\/em>, fud\u014dshin<\/em>, zanshin<\/em>, or ki-ken-tai-itchi<\/em> after reading a few books and attending enough seminars. These are important concepts, of course, but their very elegance can become a refuge. We can admire them, discuss them, quote them, and still not live any differently. Honki<\/em> is far less exotic and therefore far more threatening. It asks whether we are actually committed to what we claim to value.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
This doesn\u2019t mean grim intensity. That is a common misunderstanding. Some people imagine that to be serious in budo means to cultivate a permanently severe expression, as if enlightenment were chiefly a matter of looking faintly pained at all times. Karukome-sensei is not like that at all. She is warm, generous, humorous, and wonderfully human. But beneath that warmth is an unmistakable steadiness. She has not merely spent a long time in kendo. She has allowed kendo to work on her. There is a difference.<\/p>\n\n\n
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The example that came to mind on the return Shinkansen was the now 100-year-old Ono Jir\u014d, the sushi master made internationally famous by the Netflix documentary \u201cJiro Dreams of Sushi\u201d. He is now almost too famous to mention without sounding as though one has been bingeing on received cultural references, but he remains a useful example because he has become shorthand for obsessive craftsmanship.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I bring him up because, through some yummy quirk of fate, I somehow found myself in his restaurant some years ago. No, I was not paying, thank God! I still remember one of the other customers asking how he could make a single piece of tuna sushi taste so damned sublime. He replied, \u201cBecause I make each one honki<\/em> de<\/em>.\u201d People often describe Jir\u014d in terms of perfectionism, discipline, or obsession. I suspect honki<\/em> might be better. He did not elevate sushi by chasing fame, novelty, or applause. He took his craft and gave himself to it so completely that it became the medium through which his life was expressed, one piece of sushi at a time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Watching him work was not unlike watching some great budoka go about their business. There is no wasted movement, but also no visible strain. Nothing is decorative or done for effect. The rice, the fish, the timing, the pressure of the hand, the relation to the person seated across the counter: all of it has been refined through years of attention. What appears simple is in fact the result of a life from which many alternatives have been deliberately removed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
That is another side of honki<\/em> that does not get mentioned much. To become serious about one thing is, inevitably, to become less serious about others. A path only becomes a path when other possibilities are set aside. In budo, people sometimes want the rewards of commitment without the narrowing it brings. We want progress without sacrifice, depth without too much inconvenience, and positive transformation without having to give up the very habits most in need of changing. Unfortunately, the Way has never been quite that accommodating.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
This is why honki<\/em> is more than effort. Effort can be temporary. It can be produced in bursts, especially when others are watching. It can also be fuelled by vanity, rivalry, insecurity, or the desire to be admired. Honki has a different quality. It is quieter and more durable, and is what remains when novelty has worn off and nobody is particularly impressed anymore. It is there on the wet Wednesday evening when the dojo is bloody cold, the body is tired, and the thought of staying home seems extremely sensible. It is there when one\u2019s sensei points out the same fault for the hundredth time and you have to wake up to the unhappy possibility that the problem is indicative of your own inability to listen properly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Budoka who leave the deepest impression are not always the ones with the most flamboyant technique or the most elaborate explanations. Often they are the ones who have become inseparable from their practice. Their kendo, judo, naginata, aikido, karate, or whatever the art may be, is not something switched on at the dojo door and switched off afterwards. It has shaped their timing, their posture, their manners, their patience, their silences, and even the way they occupy space. They do not need to announce that budo is a way of life. One can see that it has become so.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Of course, this can sound terribly lofty, and most of us spend a great deal of time falling short. I certainly do. But that is also why Karukome-sensei\u2019s answer struck me as useful rather than merely inspiring. Honki<\/em> is not a decorative ideal. It is a test. It asks whether we are actually doing the thing we say we are doing. If budo is supposed to polish the self, then where exactly is the polish? If training is supposed to cultivate character, then where is the evidence? If decades in the dojo have left us more arrogant, more brittle, more petty, or simply better at justifying our own faults in Japanese, then Sakamura\u2019s poem offers a fairly direct diagnosis. Perhaps we have not yet become honki<\/em> in the true sense of the word.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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