Monday, 7 October 2013

So this is Japan.

After returning from New York 20 months ago a declaration was made.  A decision to live in Japan. As each month passed, our days became strikes off the calendar, marking the closeness of the idea into our real. 

The window is wide open, but air only comes through the blades of the pistachio Mitsubishi metal fan. It's 31 degrees. It's October 7th. I am wearing a '30's Liberty printed cotton dress and am trying to reach calm. Birds are in full song, now the cicadas are silent. The smell of life here is sweetsavouryfreshsmokesea. As I open each drawer I air the mothballs and infuse my scent, mark my space to feel home. The unfamiliar dominates. Familiar has dissolved. The sky promises a thunderstorm soon, which mustn't break me with the heat. 

Each day I find the importance of Being Here. Creating a rhythm to live. Noticing everything. Thankful for the fear. Learning to talk. Standing and remaining. Not running. Making a connection from this point to that, like joining the dots and hoping for a picture. My challenge is here. You're welcome to be here with me. 


Nomi McLeod said...

How deeply exciting...I was in Japan briefly once...the unfamiliar certainly does predominate!

Lots of love to you there xxx

Anonymous said...

Wishing you the very best in your new ad(venture). Karen and the STARS stars

n16holson said...

Lucy May

You write very evocatively and well.
Safe travels and all the very best to you out there.
You have always seemed to be restless since I met you - seeking happiness - possessed by a sense of expectation.
Reading your bloggery these last couple of years you seem to have been honing possibilities - getting nearer to something.
Good for you.
You are intelligent and open and honest. All admirable qualities that the majority of us - still in the thrall to routine and livelihoods and the predictable - should aspire to.
Mike N x