2019 – We bend, we do not break.

I have a saying, garnered from my ancestors – ‘we bend, we do not break.’

2019 was testing – ill health in the family, insecurity at home and work. Often it felt like walking along dimly-lit cobbled streets, slippery and mossy underfoot. Change and yet more change. A life in flux yet at the same time, a sense that good things would come, and by autumn, they did.

Family got better. Back on track. Thanks are given to those close and far for their support.

Despite the state of our nation, the world and some of its leaders refusing to accept good change, I still believe we can and will make a positive difference.

Every day, people help where they can. Knowing that certain actions can bring good things, using the skills we have, and knowledge, can help us to evolve.

At the end of 2019, I have completed assignments, submitted a piece of fiction to a publisher, got through Nano. Although my brain is still scrambled and I get fatigue, I come round.

And when my family needed me, I managed to be there.

All along, I repeated – ‘we bend, we do not break.’

Here’s to 2020 and the next decade of this new century we are in.

I still have faith in the universe, Mother Nature and all her little babies.

Onwards!

The Man Who Sang To Ghosts

Epic tales, I love them. The ghost, love and war tales of Japan, among others across the world.

Ghosts are prominent  as we move in to a new year. Lyrics from Japan’s song run round my mind at the moment.

The man who sang to ghosts – a Japanese epic poem in which a blind bard  meets the ghostly heroes of his own songs is a great story. Also known as The Tale of the Hoichi and The Battle of Dan Na Ura, it’s about the rise and fall of the Hoichi dynasty in medieval Japan. It is the Iliad to Japanese people, written in the 1200’s and still performed now.

There are no boundaries between past, present and future. We are made of the stars and are  evolving  like the universe. In space there is no yesterday, today, tomorrow. There is no new year, old year.

When we have learned to let go of time, then we will simply be.

Happy new year? Happy eternal universe of storytelling.

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Masaki Koboyashi’s KWaidan (Ghost Story) (Film)

I first heard of Zen when I was twelve. My interest in Japan grew thereafter  – a journey of the mind, philosophy and the space in-between the things we think we know. A connection between tradition and modernity.