My Journey

About Me

I am Liang Chen, thirty-five years old — a student, a warrior, a teacher… but above all, a soul still in search. 

I was once just another face in the crowd. The noise of the city, the endless race against time, the constant pressure to keep moving… And in the chaos, there was only one point of stillness: my wife. She was my shelter, my calm in the storm. Then, one morning, that light went out. Suddenly, without warning, I was left with an emptiness too deep for words. Time grew heavy. Silence grew deafening. Inside me, there was a scream — but the world stayed quiet. For months, I wandered. No destination. No plan. Just an urge to escape — from the memories, the noise, from myself. A train. A road. A chance… And then, the quiet gates of the Shaolin Temple. At first, I just wanted to run. But behind those gates, in the discipline of morning meditations, the sweat-soaked drills, the sound of bare feet on cold stone… something began to change.

Pain turned into discipline.
Loss became a teacher.
And I… was reborn.

Today

Today, I still wake in the shadow of that same mountain.
At sunrise, my first breath is intentional; my first movement, purposeful. Every strike, every form, every moment of silence carries a lesson: Life's hardest blows often build the strongest foundations. I am not a master. I am still learning, still falling, still standing back up. But I know this: when discipline, stillness, and resilience meet, even the deepest wounds begin to heal. This site is a reflection of that journey. Maybe it will help you carry your own weight a little lighter. Or maybe it will simply remind you of this truth: Darkness is not the end. Darkness is the beginning of a new path.

Walk With Me

If you're reading this, maybe you're searching too.
The answers aren't in me, but somewhere along this path we'll walk together. Because Shaolin is not a destination — it is an endless journey.