Sunrise Comes So Sudden

Everyone has been made for some particular work and the desire for that work has been put in every heart”.  Rumi

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So fellow travelers, this quote came at a moment when I realized just how hard it was for me to wrap my mind around Favorite Youngest Daughter’s return to Tokyo where she is completing her freshman year at TUJ. She left very early this morning and just texted me from O’Hare airport in Chicago  “On the plane to Narita!”  It will be at least twelve hours before I hear from her in the Land of the Rising Sun.

Knowing she is headed back to her own little apartment in a new neighborhood she says reminds her of home eased maternal concerns for her comfort. Knowing she is looking forward to this semester of classes armed with a new-to-her Canon DSLR camera and a go get ’em atttitude helped me smile through the departure tears. Seeing how much she has grown into independence, asking about budgets and taking time to talk through some decisions about her plans for the summer and next year made the last long hugs (we had to do two rounds) made it just a little easier to watch her walk out of sight towards her gate.

A few years ago I wrote about those emotions of letting go as as I prepared to face a year of big changes. Then it was sunsets which triggered my emotions.  This season it has been sunrise which brought that sensation of time’s relentless forward motion. Since New Year’s Day I have watched daylight spread gradually across the sky every morning and thought “No. Wait. Please let us hold onto the star filled dreams of these long winter’s nights.”  The yin-yang of sunset-sunrise symbolizes my two daughters so well. One of the great joys of this past year has been watching them grow closer. Favorite Oldest Daughter is thrilled her little sister is taking a photography class from her favorite professor at the Tokyo campus.

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Takara on a photo shoot during her 2010 semester in Japan

My younger daughter soaked up every bit of holiday tradition she could fit in during the month she was home.  From baking cookies and watching the Muppet Christmas Carol while we wrapped presents, to singing carols at a local Dickens Christmas Festival and the annual family quest for the perfect tree at our favorite Christmas Tree farm. The only thing missing was the Dad-Daughter snowball fight, since there was no snow for ammunition.  Oh well, maybe next year.

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Dad and Daughter search for the Christmas Pickle hidden each year in the tree by Santa.

And there’s comfort in that thought of “next year” because while our family has moved to a stage of life where we spend more time apart than we do together, it has made the together times all the more treasured.  And as I wrote when “the kids” made their big move out West, my heart is happy to see my daughters pursuing their dreams. I would no sooner hold my daughter back from her great adventure across the ocean than I would, even if I could, stop the sun from rising. As I said in the earlier post “If we remain in the past, we have no future. Yesterday is gone and when tomorrow arrives it becomes today. To hold back gains nothing. Love does not clip wings.  Love is the wind that carries others to their dreams.”

The sun rose, today arrived. If it means a few heart strings must give then so be it. God speed Emma, may the sun rise and shine brightly on your dreams.

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Emma shooting video at Asakusa Temple

Walk gently on the path my friends and may adventure find you ready.

 

 

 

 

 

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So fellow travelers, sometimes we just need to remember to look up.

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Sometimes we forget
God’s always smiling on us
Even through sorrow

Walk gently on the path my friends and may adventure find you ready.

Listening for Truth

So fellow travelers, sometimes we learn a lot about people by their reactions when the consequences of their choices begin to set in.

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I try to listen for the voices of healing for those are the companions I wish to walk with on my journey through this life. I strive not to judge others for their reactions when they are angry or afraid. I have been in both places; it hurts.  All the more reason I am quite clear anger and pain are not justification for hurting others.

When relationships unravel and I am in between those involved I have learned to watch for the truth in the midst of the emotional interactions. Years ago a wise teacher and healer told me in divisive situations it is not really about who said or did what. What happens as relationships fracture under conflict is actually about how people are feeling and if you are one of those caught in between that is what you must listen for. While there most likely are some truths on both sides, the untruths are the ones spoken most frequently and loudly.  It is those who Shakespeare describes as one who “dost protest too much”  who bears the most guilt. Notice I said guilt not blame.  We can judge others, laying blame as thick as mud; we cannot make someone feel guilty unless they accept that judgment.

We put out into the world what we hold inside.  Life has taught me blame is a clear hallmark of something we are unwilling to look at within ourselves, a wound we have not healed. Beyond the instant when an actual event happens, everything we feel after that moment is a product of our own thoughts and feelings. If something happens that wounds us, it is our thoughts that follow which determine if the wound heals or remains. Naturally when there is great trauma those thoughts are filled with fear, pain and anger. If the trauma is relived mentally without any shift in perspective, then fear, pain and anger remain. Over time if we do not accept the moments of hope and healing we are offered we become cynical and hard. We can be very skilled at shifting perspective to make it appear we are victims and others are at fault, so we do not have to take responsibility for holding onto pain.

We chose to perpetuate our wounds because the pain we know is safer than the unknown path of healing and forgiveness. It sounds like madness.  In a way it is. Those who hold onto pain and fear have not found forgiveness for themselves or for others. It took me a very long time to reach a place where I accepted this and even longer to live my life from this perspective.

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Forgiveness has opened my spirit and empowered me with the gift of compassion. Am I perfect and healed?  Far from it. I have plenty of work to do while walking many more miles on the path to wholeness. But there is clarity more often now than confusion.

I cannot walk any path but my own nor is it my place to know what choices others must make to heal and find forgiveness. Still there are times when friends are hurting and I know I have to make a stand. It is not my place to judge others; I also know there are times when I have to add my voice to the chorus of “Enough is enough.” Forgiveness does not mean tolerating darkness. Being human and making mistakes does not give us permission to willfully, intentionally hurt people who have placed their faith and trust in us. I know when my heart is prompting me to make a choice to walk away from anger which twists truth to serve vengeance. I gratefully choose to move towards Light.  The choice itself was not difficult, it was the timing of when to take action that was not as clear until a zen moment spoke to my heart.

Whenever I have made the choice for Light, I have found kindred souls to walk with me. I know they are there this time too, a community that shares genuine connections, some known, some new. I recognize them because their actions and words seeks to heal not wound, even when their words are shared in sorrow.  They are the ones who create Hope and Joy, and yes even Magic, especially when things are dark.  They do this regardless of whether it is acknowledged or even appreciated (often it is not) simply because Light is what is needed in our world.

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Walk gently on the path my friends and may adventure find you ready.

Wrapping Memories

So fellow travelers,  as New Year’s weekend came to a close, the annual not-so-popular tradition of packing up Christmas tagged along.

Putting away the festive trinkets and wrappings of the season is always a little bittersweet, but this time with Favorite Youngest Daughter returning to Tokyo at the end of the week tugged a bit harder on my heart strings.

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We have a full week to get in a quick road trip and movies and photo expeditions with our DSLR cameras. How cool to have her say “Mom can we go out to shoot some pictures?  The new snow looks amazing.” I am looking forward to seeing Japan through her lens and I’m excited to have her explore photography. She’s taking a class this semester with her sister’s favorite professor at TUJ. Yes, true reasons to send her on her way with a good long hug.

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Braving single digits temperatures for some photo ops with new snow and Miss Delilah our dog.

As I tucked things into their carefully labeled boxes, words began to flow and this time they wove themselves into something a bit longer than my usual haiku.

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The calendar says the holidays are done

obediently you pack up the trimmings

gently wrapping each ornament

with precious memories of moments spent together

Oh the priceless gift of time

not found at any vendors stall

Each piece is tucked away

with a silent prayer to gather again in joy

as the celebration of life and love

goes on in your heart.

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Walk gently on the path my friends and may adventure find you ready.

 

 

In The Beginning

So fellow travelers, some times when things fall apart they are really falling into place.

That just happened in a most wonderful way with an amazing group of people and I am blessed to be part of their magical, inspirational, adventurous world.  I cannot wait to start laughing and crying and dreaming and daring and creating great stuff with them.

So I wont wait.

I will start right now with this haiku to celebrate the beginning

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A house of cards fell

Yet chaos left sacred space

Finally I’m home

 

(Photo note: this festive New Year’s display features miniatures of traditional Japanese good luck altar pieces.  A good spirit mask (always invite the good spirits, they  scare away the evil ones)  mochi (rice cakes, one must always offer the ancestors food) and lucky bamboo (for prosperity and good health.)  The little princess is dressed in her very best kimono.  Behind the little display is a stone lantern with two rocks saying Peace and Joy. Perfect image for how my heart feels tonight)

Walk gently on the path my friends and may adventure find you ready.

 

Choosing Light

So fellow travelers, I have been at a specific crossroad on my path for a while. I knew which direction I both needed and wanted to go, yet unsure of the timing, I hesitated to take the next necessary step.

This morning on my way to mail a VIP (Very Important Package) I was waiting at the end of a road to make a turn (the symbolism of that just hit me) when movement in the sky caught my attention. A line of migrating birds flew directly overhead and then out across the field.

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Soon one line was joined by another, then more and more.  I rolled down my window, thankful no one had pulled up behind me, and started snapping photos with my phone. One large group flew low enough for me to see this was a flock of migrating snow geese. I watched in awe as wave after wave of magnificent white birds with signature black rimmed wings flew across the sky, over the fields and away towards the horizon.

I could hear them calling to another in encouragement and support. I felt my spirit reach out and suddenly my doubts lifted skywards soaring away into the distance.

I knew, I finally knew it was time.

Time to choose hope

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and the magic of joy.

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Time to choose the path where Light leads the way even when challenged by times of darkness.

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Walk gently on the path my friends and may adventure find you ready.

 

A Wish for the New Year

So fellow travelers, I would like to take a moment to thank every one of you for coming along with me on this journey. Whether you read one post or all I am grateful to have been blessed by the gift of your time.

I have set only one goal for the coming year.  It is to live my life with greater kindness not only towards others, but also towards myself.

May the winds of change to carry your hopes to the ears of angel. May your hearts be filled with peace and may Light guide you on your path wherever it may lead.

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Photo of prayers tied to cedars on the path to the temples of Nikko Japan.

 

Walk gently on the path my friends and may adventure find you ready.

The Gift of True Friendship

So fellow travelers, I arrived home from our holiday road trip to find a beautiful hand-cut snowflake from one of my friends. Never have I been so happy to come home to snow.

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Look closely…..

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My dear friend Beth has cut not only my name, but also the Japanese character for “friend”

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into the pattern.

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This wondrous work of art came dusted in glitter, carefully tucked in an equally sparkly card

 

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which showered my desk with the glittering magic of true friendship. As a bonus, I now have a great reason to never dust my desk again (not that dusting my desk was ever a frequent occurrence in my routine.)

Beth’s gift of friendship is a rare gem, one of those where the trust I feel has been there from the start, something I have experienced only a handful of times in my life.  Beth and I met first as members of an online Creative Group I have often mentioned. It is a rare thing to meet people in person and find them to genuinely be as they present themselves online, whether that “persona” is reserved and introspective or boisterously funny. The friends I have made in the Creative Group are each and every one of them people with caring hearts, people willing to encourage each other in creative growth and personal healing.

We are also a community which stands together when boundaries are crossed. True friends may not always agree, they may have misunderstandings and even be angry with one another. Yet even in the heat of sorting out differences true friends treat each other with respect. When lines are crossed true friends listen to each other, support one another and when necessary sustain boundaries to allow for healing. True friends acknowledge pain but do not perpetuate darkness when others are suffering. True friends hold fast to hope and joy so others may feel them again. True friends are a rare kind of magic, for they have the ability to create Light. It is magic I soundly believe in for I have seen that Light shine on the path to help others find their way back to the hearth where home fires glow in peace and love.

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Walk gently on the path my friends and may adventure find you ready

Breakfast From the Heart

So fellow travelers, our holiday visit with my family is winding down. Normally early morning travelers, today we head north a bit later to give the winter weather a chance to shift from sleet to rain.

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My dad, an early riser, set the table before he left for work. Always thinking of others, his is a heart filled with kindness. He is my first teacher of compassion. This zen moment haiku is for him.

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The table is set
Though he leaves before we wake
Breakfast from the heart.

Walk gently on the path my friends and may adventure find you ready.

Family Gatherings

So fellow travelers, my holiday season is filled with family gatherings. As many of us have begun to move into new phases of our life journeys the time spent together becomes more precious. It makes the hours of preparation when we are hosts and the hours of driving when we are guests worth it. So this zen moment unfolded at my brother’s house as the meal wrapped up and a family photo session began.

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Good food and laughter

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Love and family

Walk gently on the path my friends and may adventure find you ready.