Karate-do: Where the Spirit Lands

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A sharp, clean shout echoed into the Cretan dusk from the narrow dead-end street where the Aeolos Athletic Club resides—tucked quietly in Heraklion like a secret garden of spirit and discipline. Inside the bright, modest dojo, a young girl moved with fluid power through the Jūroku kata, while at the edge of the tatami mat, Sensei Georgios Soultatos stood silently, arms crossed, eyes watchful. That evening, I sat outside watching a Shito Ryu karate session that took place before my son Paul’s. Sitting half in shadow, I felt as if I were bearing witness to something extraordinary, something truly meaningful.

Just a few weeks earlier, I’d driven Paul home from what would be his final basketball practice. The sport I loved had offered him a glimpse—but no sanctuary. Sidelined by injury and met with indifference after having accomplished so much in such a short time, he was disillusioned. “Dad,” he said in the car, “I don’t think basketball is the sport I want to devote my effort to. It’s a team sport, and I’m pretty sure I’m not a team player. I want to do something that depends only on me. To be honest, I could never trust a teammate to do more than I can under any condition.”

It wasn’t arrogance. It was clarity.

A few weeks later, he said, “Dad, I want to try karate.”

What followed was something like fate. In the search for a proper school, a dojo, one name kept surfacing: Georgios Soultatos. And when father and son finally met him, something clicked immediately. In the man’s eyes was a brightness both fierce and kind—humble, knowing, disciplined. He was polite. But there was no doubt: he was a dangerous man, not because of aggression, but because he had mastered its opposite.

Paul was taller than most, older than most, and a beginner. Soultatos looked at him, listened to him.

“Why do you want to learn karate?” he asked.

“To defend myself. And other people,” Paul said simply.

The answer mattered. It revealed a kind of purity. So Georgios Sensei, who holds a 6th Dan Black belt from the World Karate Federation (WKF) and the Hellenic Karate Federation (ELOK), and a 5th Dan Black Belt from the World Shito-ryu Karate-do Federation (WSKF), trained him privately for two weeks. He did not want Paul feeling misplaced among tiny white belts or outclassed by older brown and black belts. He simply wanted to observe the boy’s spirit.

Later, in a conversation for this report, I asked him: “What is the most important quality you look for in a student?” To which Soultatos replied, “Spirit. Not energy or aggression, but true shin — the inner attitude. With the right spirit, everything else can follow: technique, discipline, compassion. Without it, all you have is choreography.”

In Paul, he found that spirit. What followed over six months was astonishing. Paul passed through white, red, yellow, and orange belts. But like his Sensei, he never celebrated these markers. Each was just a symbol. The real reward was balance. Focus. Peace. My boy even admitted as much after a particularly trying session involving Hapkido. Paul confided in me, “The only time I feel at peace is when I’m practicing at the dojo.”

I knew, any parent would know, a transformation was underway. The other students—many who had been with Sensei since early childhood—began approaching after practice, nodding to me: “Paul is good. Really good.” One, a 3rd dan back belt, and a master of kata, said Paul could be genuinely great at the art if he worked hard. This is when I knew for sure that karate was the way of life; no other sport or vocation could provide the same fulfillment. My son had set himself amid a fertile environment, with the ultimate gardener watching over it.

When it was time for Paul’s first tournament, the Pancretan Karate Cup, Sensei offered him the chance to compete in both Kata and Kumite. Paul chose only Kata, believing he wasn’t ready for free sparring. Yet, in that performance, he bested a competitor three belts ahead of him and won gold. When the three judges raised their flags for him, the look on Sensei Soultatos’ face—it was not pride, but confirmation. Paul’s victory proved something Soultatos had taught for decades: that perfect shin could overcome experience, rank, even fear.

I understood this more when I asked Soultatos, “Why do some students focus on Kata, and others on Kumite?” The former referee and judge of dozens of competitions said, “Each has its path. Kata is memory, spirit, geometry. Kumite is timing, fear, decision. Few pursue both deeply. Paul has the capacity—but it is difficult. The body must obey the spirit instantly, but never injure. That takes more than technique—it takes wisdom.”

As of this writing, Paul is shifting deeper into Kumite, but it’s not easy. At 6’1″ and with fast-growing strength, his dojo peers are often hesitant to spar with him. Sensei constantly reminds him to temper his power, for Paul is not yet expert enough to strike within millimeters of contact. He does, however, progress to adjusting force with grace and precision under the guidance of his Sensei and the help of those in his dojo. The role of Kumite is not necessarily about domination; it is just one of the branches of a deeply rooted tree. Such a tree adorns the wall of this dojo. Its roots: Kihon (fundamentals). The trunk: Kata (form). The branches: Kumite (combat). Each part must live in harmony. Much of what makes Georgios Soultatos’s work is the mastery of balance. When his students or those of other sensei focus solely on sport Karate, or even kata, there’s a sense of loss that registers in him. When I asked him about the purpose of the dojo and the sensei in today’s world, he told me, “To form good people.” He added, “You do not make warriors to send them into war. You show them who they are—so they never forget under any circumstances.”

Soultatos himself is a quiet man, unassuming, but not brittle or weak by any stretch of the imagination. Born in the sacred mountain village of Anogia on Mt. Ida, he is a true Cretan. Soultatos’ body flows with decades of training in Karate, Hapkido, and Filipino Combat Systems. His accolades include a 6th Dan from the World Karate Federation, a 5th Dan from the World Shito-ryu Karate-do Federation, a 5th Dan in Filipino Combat Systems, and a 2nd Dan in Hapkido. But when you meet him, none of this is on display. What is present is devotion. Reverence. Precision. He teaches in small classes, not crowds. The line of students is not a sea, but a thread. This is how intimacy transfers. This is how the art survives.

I am eternally grateful that the fates led Paul and me to this unassuming dojo in the most hidden corner of Crete’s capital. The things Soultatos and I talk about are cleansing, enlightening, and provide fortitude. For instance, after a session one evening, Soultatos confided in me:

“Paul may never come in first in every tournament. But in the world—where it counts—he will be a force to be reckoned with. He is a natural warrior. In two years he will be fearsome. I have only seen a few like him.”

But let this not be a story of Paul alone. It is the story of a master and the vessel of his art. In every bow, in every silent command on the mat, Georgios Soultatos reminds us: Karate-do is not something you win. It is something you become. I remember one of my first conversations with Georgios, who I now consider a dear friend. Addressing both Paul and me, he said, ‘Your sensei will become your second father, responsible for the most important facets of your character and potential.”

Many parents would take this as somehow demeaning or at least negative. For me, however, the words from Georgios were a pledge, a prayer, and a testament to what the most excellent sensei in the history of this art had passed down. 

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