I am a drop of dew
Hanging from a leaf
Yet, I am not unrestful
For on this branch I
seem to have existed
~Izumi Shikibu
It is a priceless gift to experience a connection with another when the author’s words mirror private reflections. This is especially so when the composition is elegantly worded. I gift these words to those who visit my blog. May you know peace this day.
Last Thursday, my son woke up early and called to me in his still-morning voice, Daddy, this morning at eight forty-five is Mother’s Day Tea!
It is unusual for him to be excited about something like a Mother’s Day Tea. Special events tend to bring out what shyness he has, and he is not nearly so keen as his older brother on wearing a collared shirt and tie. But sure enough, he had even picked out a special sweater to wear and laid it on his bed.
My wife has been to a lot of these Mother’s Day Tea events over the years as our children have attended the same preschool in turn. Our youngest son is now five and starts kindergarten next year. This year’s Mother’s Day Tea was the last.
Later that same afternoon, I sat with my son on his bed while he showed me some of…
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the dolls I wanted
to put behind me,
but out of the house,
peach blossoms met me ~Ensui
In a new post created for this WordPress photo challenge, share a picture that says In the Background.
Coming, all is clear, no doubt about it
Going, all is clear, without a doubt
What, then, is it all? ~ Hosshin*
A new post specifically created for this WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge: escape
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Japanese Death Poems
Yoel Hoffmann
In a discussion with Carol Jung,
one of the members of the Lamaist convent of Bhutia Busty, Lingdam Gomchen,
noted, “no one mandala is the same as an another”:
all are different because each is a projected image of the psychic condition of its author…
the mandala is a synthesis of a traditional structure plus free interpretation.*
A new post specifically created for this WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge: patterns
*A Dictionary of Symbols
J.E. Cirlot
Trans: Jack Sage
The English word “stirrup” stems from Old English stirap, stigrap, Middle English stirop, styrope,[2] i.e. a mounting or climbing-rope. From Old English stīgan “to ascend”
A stirrup is a light frame or ring that holds the foot of a rider, attached to the saddle by a strap, often called a stirrup leather. Stirrups are usually paired and are used to aid in mounting and as a support while using a riding animal (usually a horse or other equine, such as a mule). They greatly increase the rider’s ability to stay in the saddle and control the mount, increasing the animal’s usefulness to humans in areas such as communication, transportation and warfare.
In antiquity, the earliest foot supports consisted of riders placing their feet under a girth or using a simple toe loop. Later, a single stirrup was used as a mounting aid, and paired stirrups appeared after the invention of the treed saddle. The use of paired stirrups is credited to the Chinese Jin Dynasty and came to Europe during the Middle Ages. Some argue that the stirrup was one of the basic tools used to create and spread modern civilization, possibly as important as the wheel or printing press.*
The second week of the Cee’s Fun Foto Which Way challenge is all about steps or stairs of any type.
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