Stefan Stenudd
Stefan Stenudd
About me
I'm a Swedish writer and aikido instructor, 6 dan Aikikai Shihan, former Vice Chairman of the International Aikido Federation. I've practiced aikido since 1972. I also teach the sword art iaido. Here's my budo bio.


Aikido Techniques

Attacks in Aikido

Ikkyo complete

Tantodori - knife defense

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Aikibatto sword exercises

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My seminars


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Ki energy

Tanden, the Center

Aikido Inks

Aikido as Self-Defense

Running a Dojo

Aikido is True

Osensei and Einstein

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Aikido på svenska


Attacks in Aikido

Aikido Principles

Die deutsche Version meines Aikido-Buches online

My Aikido Book in Czech

My Aikido Book in Swedish

Other Aikido Books

Aikibatto, by Stefan Stenudd.

by Stefan Stenudd. The aikibatto sword and staff exercises for aikido students explained, with practical and spiritual aspects of the sword arts, equipment for training, and more. Click the image to see the book at Amazon.

QI - increase your life energy, by Stefan Stenudd.
Qi Energy
Increase your life energy, by Stefan Stenudd. The life energy qi (also chi or ki), with exercises on how to awaken, increase, and use it. Click the image to see the book at Amazon.

Stenudd's Blog

Aikido is true

What Made Me Start and Continue with Aikido

Jakobsberg, circa 1974.
Foreword to the Swedish book "Aikido - the peaceful martial art" by Stefan Stenudd, published 1992 and 1998.

I was seventeen when I first heard about the remarkable Japanese martial art Aikido. It was Krister, a friend some years my senior, who told me that he had practiced it.

     Just how seriously he regarded Aikido, I understood partly from how long he had taken to reveal his knowledge of it - although he must be convinced that it would impress a teen age boy - and partly from his elaborate and solemn way of talking about it. What Krister described was something completely different from a series of tricks to defeat an opponent of twice one's own size, also something different from the concept of athletics for a sound mind in a sound body. What Krister described was a way of living - an art, a philosophy, yes, kind of a religion.

     After listening with widening eyes to Krister's equally fascinating and incomprehensible elaboration on the subject, I had to make him show me just how it worked. Also with this he was remarkably reluctant. When I had repeated my wish over and over, he conceded and showed me one of the simpler techniques, nikyo, wherein my wrist was turned in such a way that I fell to the floor in sudden pain.

     My wrist hurt as if it were broken, although it was unharmed, and surely my knees had been bruised from the sudden fall to the floor, but I was overcome by one thing only: the beauty of the technique. Krister had only turned his hand around mine, as simply as the butterfly, when sitting on a straw of grass, gently flaps its wings. That was all. And I fell to the floor as abruptly as if I were hit with a blacksmith's hammer.

     It was delightful, in the midst of the pain. It was magical, incomprehensible although it looked so simple. This I wanted to learn. When the beginner's course started in the fall, I showed up in my blue gym suit, anxious and excited.

Jakobsberg, circa 1974.
Me as an adolescent, experimenting wildly with training buddy Lennart Linder, at least equally mesmerized by aikido, c.1974.

     Like a darkening sky, where one star after the other becomes visible to the eye, Aikido has through the years revealed increasing riches to me. Yet I think that the teen age boy who fell suddenly to the floor by Krister's nikyo, really saw absolutely everything that the years of training have since made me acquainted to. Everything was present in that first, painful encounter. What followed was neither more nor less than confirmations - delightful confirmations.

The aikido technique nikyo, from a seminar in the Czech Republic.

     However exotic some of the Aikido movements may be, they are permeated by a sense of recognition. When you pull it off alright and the technique works somewhat, it's not at all like a foreign term you've finally learned by heart, after hours of repetition. No, it's an old friend making his entrance, or a small muscle that has rested for a long time but is once again put to work. All the secrets of Aikido are dèja vu - they are recognizable.

     How can this be? Maybe we must say like Plato, that man cannot learn anything he did not essentially know from the beginning. All wisdom is contained in our heads from the very moment of birth, we only have to be reminded of it. That's not a bit more odd than the thesis that something must come out of something, never out of nothing.

     Such a conception of reality is not strange to me, but more precisely I do, from within, perceive it so that the recognition springs from one firm condition: what I can initially recognize and see clearly - no matter how little I have practiced it - is true.

     What is true, completely true, is immediately recognized by every human being - if he just wants to. So, if my senses were at all to be trusted, I knew from the first moment: Aikido is true.

Stefan Stenudd

My Aikido Books

Aikido Principles, by Stefan Stenudd.

Aikido Principles

Basic Concepts of the Peaceful Martial Art, by Stefan Stenudd. Aikido principles, philosophy, and basic ideas. Click the image to see the book at Amazon.

Attacks in Aikido, by Stefan Stenudd.

Attacks in Aikido

How to do kogeki, the attack techniques, by Stefan Stenudd. All the attack techniques in aikido explained, and how to do them correctly. Click the image to see the book at Amazon.