How can I even explain all my feelings? ah... Speechless...
Japan is... really a beautiful country. I guess that, this time, I could see (sensitively felt) more its beauties than before. Maybe, it's because I left there and I've lived in the other side of the world. I'm glad to feel so. Of course, like one of my home towns in Osaka, many places have been changed. But... still there are many spiritual intimate places.
During this visit, I found many humble peaceful places in the middle of nowhere. I met many people who have lived there. Many of them shared a little bit of their life stories with me. They made me so humble...
I was standing in the middle of nowhere, in the darkness, under the dim moon light. I felt that I'm just a small part of it. Melting into the space. It... made me so much freer. Floating and dancing with the sound and wind around me. OK, I'm no one. So what? :)
I think... I needed this moment.
Oh wow... Thank you so much...
Here is the website I created. "14 days dream in Japan": http://tokoshiiki.com/japan10/
If you want to see what I saw and felt (ah... but this is also just one part of it...)
When I was a child, my school in Osaka gave us the lecture about Hiroshima/Nagasaki every summer. (watching movies and slide shows, or listening to the survivors' stories.)
I still remembered those slides that I saw. They were really... hard to see. To be honest, I didn't like the day. But at the same time I could not resist to know and thought about the event.
Now I think that it was great opportunities to think "what A-bomb is and why it had been used?" at my early age (around 6 ~12 years old).
This time, there are a couple of exhibitions in the Hiroshima Peace Memorial Museum. The survivors' drawings and Photographer, Yuichiro Sasaki's photos (he was born in Hiroshima and had taken photos in Hiroshima far more than half of his entire life) They are...speechless. It's open until July. If you (someone) plan to go there, I'd love you to see them and think the events by each individual.
* Photo; in Hiroshima city and Miyajima.
I went to the town. This afternoon, I suddenly felt that it was appropriate to visit there.
I lived there from 6 to 11 years old. It's hard to recall any good memories. But, I now think that the experience is significant to my later life. So, anyway, I visited there.
My old apartment, my favorite tree, tanbo, and small stores have all gone. wow...
I felt deeply "I'm alone".
I still remember the all paths around my old house and I saw some familiar houses. But... it didn't seem to be friendly to me.
Maybe, because of the rain. Maybe... because of my memories.
Anyway, I felt that I'll never come back there.
It's all fine. I just keep moving forward.