Tuesday, April 1, 2014
Today, we remember 3.11.11, three years since the Great East Japan Earthquake and Tsunami hit the northern Japan (Tohoku region, magnitude 9.1, center in Sanriku). It took away many lives, but beyond all of the devastation, we witnessed how the Japanese became one, bonding different regions of the country and even nations across the world in extending respective form of help.
We, Filipinos together with the Kizuna Batch 2 - Group 1 phrase the Japanese resilience over great tragedies in life and its fast and enormous rehabilitation efforts.
As our co-delegate, Mon Umali says
"In life, we experience disasters which come the least time and way we expect it. Some people go through devastating physical damages while others are left with traces in their hearts. Though some souls go, some spirits remain—brave and burning."
Dedicated to familes, victims and survivors of Tanohata Village and Kuji City
Monday, March 31, 2014
Last February, I 'mourned' for the loss of my wallet in which some of my Japan memoirs were stored. Very unfortunate. I had in it the contacts of my Japanese coordinators, some souvenirs from places I've been like restaurants and train stations. My regrets that I didn't make a scrapbook which I think is more appropriate to keep in my memorabilia and alike stuff.
The primary reason why I'm still saddened about it until today is that I lost together with it the fortune paper that I got from Sensoji Temple in Asakusa, the most famous Buddhist temple in Tokyo. To describe, it looks like a modernized printed scroll, small in size which contains kanji and kana characters in traditional vertical way. On its latter part is where the brief English lines of my fortune is described. I cannot recall the exact and complete phrases, only few of it that told me precisely "you will find hope up in the sky" and "something long lost will be found."
|Sensoji Temple in Asakusa is the oldest buddhist|
temple and most famous among tourists in Tokyo.
The whole month of March is one enough proof for all its happenings, of turning that short Buddhist fortune forecast into my reality. I'd like to start it with the second line "something lost will be found" which I knew even before I got the temple's scroll has come true, has popped inside me, has crawled in my skin until I felt so true to say yes, I believe I have found it. I honestly believe it pertained to my long lost ambition, to my re-encounter, to my remarriage with my dream since I was little child - becoming a fine artist.
In the morning of March 19, 2013, we passed along the streets of Ueno on our way to Asakusa. I can say it has the prettiest streets of Tokyo (among all of where I've been). It is home of the famous Tokyo University of Arts (Tokyo Geijutsu Daigaku), art studios and museums, cherry blossoms parks and pandas.
|An art studio along a street in Ueno.|