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Ichiro: Waiting (with intentions) 23.6

Ryoko, 21.6.2020 at Grandpa Ichiro’s ohaka

 Good morning from a cottage in Japan with an update to say “no update per se“. Thanks for all your sweet notes and good vibes… I’m eating all the snacks and hanging out with our rabbit, scribbling in journal and completely excited…

Ergo:

I want to wear matching outfits with him, I want to write books for him, I want to teach him all about his ancestry, I want to turn him on to all sorts of music and books, I want to be the dad who welcomes him and pals home from school with snacks and hang out space, I want to support him on anything and everything he wants to do, I want to let him be whoever he wants to be, I want to be an example of kindness, empathy, intrepidness, courage, and sweetness. I want to introduce him to so many cultures and ways of life and be an example of respect, tolerance, advocacy and friendship.

I have stacks of maps and globes and art supplies and so many musical instruments and no TV. We have soft places to rest and projects going everywhere from pickles to paintings.

I will (try to) always be present, (almost) always put his needs first and prepare him for a wonderful life with patience & unconditional love.

His mother is magnificent, sunny and happy every day of this journey, full of energy and ideas… Until yesterday working in the garden, making things on the sewing machine, playing piano and singing for him, reading nonconventional texts about taking the best care of him, going slow, staying calm, eating well and… Yesterday we even had a dance in our tiny kitchen. Hooray dopamine.

Btw, Contractions started yesterday late afternoon (JST) so, as we measured the interval time, I made her a classic “japanese standard” dinner before taking her to the hospital… (hearty miso with daikon, brown rice, salted plum, pickled carrots, kimchi, grilled salmon, edamame) / noting: I will be that dad who makes the cutest bento lunches for the kid!

Oh, & I might have to invent my own alternative scouts organization to organize mellow camp outs at the goat farm / “no badges, no saluting, just good times“#WeedScouts

So… Here’s a picture of amazing Ryoko two days ago at paternal grandpa Ichiro’s nearby grave asking for a little bit of support. A bit of a talisman as of course during the pregnancy, we haven’t been out and about but take frequent walks to go clean his grave, light incense and talk about the beauty of it all. Yes, complete life reinvention.

PS As it all goes, maternal grandmother who is 88 and full of laughter goes in for a surgery today… World keeps on spinning spinning spinning.

All the vibes all the vibes #Grateful #Patience

Now I need another coffee and to go hang up the umeboshi in the sun. 

Ichiro: Waiting (with Talking Heads) 22.6

Meanwhile we’re Stilllllll waiting stilllll (patiently and gratefully)waiting for this baby to decide to arrive (4 days “late” i.e. right on time), as such listening to:

PS Anne-Marie: Being late is a Western concept. Time travellers do not adhere to. My light being was over a week past the “silly, slilly, late deadline. Be grounded you have work to do when you are re-united with your family. xxx sleep now

 

Life During Wartime(ish) / Talking Heads and Peanut Butter

“I got some groceries, some peanut butter, to last a couple of days…
I got three passports, a couple of visas – You don’t even know my real name”

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this ain’t no disco
This ain’t no fooling around
No time for dancing, or lovey dovey
I ain’t got time for that now… (Actually, i have allll the time for lovey dovey ;))

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The fact that this peanut butter is like as good as any peanut butter I’ve ever had in the world, and it’s available at a certain store that the wife found and totally reasonably priced, organic, made in Canada and delicious… makes Japan perfect for me , no change required (well maybe a few things about the patriarchy but that’s another post)

Diary: Stop Making Sense / Talking Heads and Tacos

from my side of couch

Taco night in Japan with 1984 Talking Heads classic concert film Stop Making Sense. As the box says “let’s taco!” Aye we shall taco.

Note: even found my favorite hot sauce, Marie Sharp’s from Belize.

Yup that is a cheap and cheerful projector in a tripod and a screen hanging from twine… “Aint got no TV, ain’t got no big screen, this is chill on your eyes.”

I shared anecdotes about Talking Heads, seeing DB and Tom Tom Club in various instances and segued into other important Dave/ids of history and then a search for the other DB (Bowie)’s Serious Moonlight concert filmed Vancouver 1983. Continue reading Diary: Stop Making Sense / Talking Heads and Tacos