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There is no place for silence

There is no place for silence

There is no place for silence Today, I write from the esplanade in Cairns, Far North Queensland, where we are spending a few early morning hours before our final flight home. There are trees along the streets, trash on the ground, and people walk across the pedestrian...
The confusing and the clear

The confusing and the clear

The confusing and the clear I am writing this looking at the sunlight over the mountains of Nikko Kinagawa on a beautiful blue sky day and a very cold morning. Last night, we experienced an onsen for the first time. A bath in the hot water of underground springs. Our...
The ghost of the dead

The ghost of the dead

The ghost of the dead There was something inside me that felt a trip to Japan without a trip to Hiroshima would have been disrespectful. As we sat in the cable car to the top of Mt Misen on Miyajima Island there were skeletons of trees that had died from acid rain....
Between the mundane and sacred

Between the mundane and sacred

Between the mundane and sacred Yesterday, we walked through thousands of Torii gates. In the Shinto tradition, the gates are the threshold crossings between the mundane and sacred. To deliberately cross a threshold that asks us to be fully conscious of entering the...