Sometimes life’s circumstances create conundrums – a fork in the spoons, (he says, mixing metaphors)￼. So when I need to sort the spork out, I come here, talk to the ancestors, do some walking meditation, light incense, wash graves and see if *the* path presents itself or, *a* path anyway, a *middle* path perhaps.￼
Note: I like to think about the stories behind the stones. And here in Japan, pour water on top of the graves, light incense – clap & bow. PS in this case, this is grandpa Ichiro (died at 49 yrs old many years ago) and grandma Tomiko who died just after our Ichiro was born. We’ve had a lot of wind storms recently so I like to tidy up their little area though I neglected to take some fresh flowers this time.
Our house is just behind the cemetery so you can kind of see the hills and green space behind us
Making and finishing and doing *so much* so can’t stay up with sharing… limiting screentime and can’t pause to organize… but so much things (along with baby) coming… you can always catch stuff which doesn’t make it to this channel (and/or sequestered by the machines) at “creative life archive” (note: you are here).
Note: This snap is me at Lafcadio Hearn’s writing desk (international writer who came to Japan and settled in deep countryside… Married a Japanese lady and took Japanese name, wrote in Japanese, had bad eyes so made this desk to help).
Dude is remarkably interesting. Ergo: when the most/only foreigners in Japan were missionaries, diplomats, traders all trying to change Japan, he showed and let Japan change him. His home in Matsue (home of the holy Izumo Taisha) is near (relatively) to where i was first at the mushroom farm (same San-in coast). Ryoko and I visited his house and museum summer of 2018 on our first adventure together.
PS i saw his white linen suit, battered leather suitcase, hat, cane, pipe and glasses and realized that “yes, I might be him reincarnated”
Related, from Trevor:
Down the hall Logan house Mom’s bedroom was on the left Morning routine sit on bedside and check-in At the end of the hall was the computer Window behind Dave sat keying in his word flow Friend watched Inspired