Taisho

Great victory, that's what it means. In the Way of Harmony, where the many merge into the one, how can there be such a thing as victory? In an arm, which is the most important? The fingers? The elbow? The muscles, bones, veins, or cartilage within? The answer is none ...and all. The muscles don't fight the bones. The veins don't compete with the cartilage. Instead the muscles fill themselves with blood to become stronger. The bones draw nutrients to become denser in order to support the muscles. The veins realize the dream of the heart and supply oxygen to the arm. All entities, selfless, working together for the good of the arm. This is a great victory: the one improving himself for the good of the many, or the whole. Infinitely. 

For example, while walking life's path, I stumble upon a koan and myself emerges. "Ah old friend, we meet again." I say as the comfortably familiar feeling of an irritant is introduced. "I'm looking forward to this battle." Great victory precedes enlightenment. " ...Here we go again!"

"The penetrating brilliance of swords

Wielded by followers of the Way

Strikes at the evil enemy

Lurking deep within

Their own souls and bodies."

- Morihei Ueshiba