74. As it is, as it is not 9/30

9/30/11

As it is, as it is not

One more time, I

Take a deep breath and

Try to consider it


A cause of desire,

Have I not been formed by it...?

73. The key and the door 9/29

9/29/11

The key and the door

People sometimes

Insert the wrong key

Into the keyhole

And make to open the door

But, no matter what, the door won’t open.

People sometimes

Blame it on the door and

They blame it on the key

However what’s really important is

Knowing well what key will go in the door.

Life is like the key and the door,

No matter how many keys one puts in the door

It won’t open.

72.One Way of Living 9/28

9/28/11

One Way of Living

Is teeming with things that

In the world are rather unimportant and

In truth have no meaning but, if

You come to learn the power to glean

What you genuinely love in

Your life, it

Will come with time to be

Fulfilled.

71. Sharing 9/27

(Dumbo arts festival 9/25/2011)

9/27/11

Sharing

Just my thoughts with you

Happy to share them

To see the Earth from the outside

Every worldly thing working together

All tied to one another

So is our existence

70. Berlin Blue -2- 9/26

9/26/11

I’d like to share mine

My mysterious journeys

And the stories of what

I’ve experienced.

Berlin Blue

(It had been a strange night...)

The jazz club was overflowing with heat and people packed to the door.

Just as we had pushed our way through the waves of people, one of the German staff member came up to us and asked me, “Are you a jazz singer?”

I’m not sure why he asked this, but it seems like every jazz place I go, I always get that same question.

Then, pointing right below the full house banner, near the front of the stage, Miss E and I were automatically placed in the only open seats in the house...

(to be continued)

69. Berlin Blue -1- 9/25

9/25/11

I’d like to share mine

My mysterious journeys

And the stories of what

I’ve experienced.

Berlin Blue

August 4 – around 11:00 am

“It’s gone, My laptop – it’s gone.”

(After came back from the Turkish antique store)

The Turkish antique store Miss E told me about (which was really just full of a cast-off item; it wasn't real antique store, and more of a collection for the things left behind in the homes of elderly who past without relatives)

It was the day after Miss E and I went around to some jazz clubs, and I was looking for a bandoneon.

It had been a strange night...

(to be continued)

68. What is love 9/24

9/24/11

What is love

Love, I think it is to learn

All people have the right to learn what is love, but

Surely, if they don't learn, I think they'll never really know.

67.Ｓｕｎｎｙ Sｐｏｔ 9/23

9/23/11

Ｓｕｎｎｙ　ｓｐｏｔ

When you are with me, and you feel

Like you might be centered in sunshine,

Just that is enough.

66. Image 9/22

9/22/11

Image

Who is the real you?

The image some people seem to want

The image these people would have

People associated with that image

The however many of them who are in the world

Never letting go of their ghosts

Holding them

We do, sometimes have conservations

With them we spend time

But for you, will you keep living with the ghosts?

65. Day to Read a Book in Bed 9/21

9/21/11

Day to Read a Book in Bed

A do nothing morning

After coffee and
Swiss cheese omelet

Read a book in bed.

A do nothing afternoon

After seafood and tomato pasta

Read a book in bed.

Do nothing nighttime

After chocolate, brownie

I read a book in bed.

64. Life 9/20

9/20/11

Life

Of course is not just pleasure

But what allows us to feel without restraint

In our short one-shot lives

To say we pierced through

63. Moved by Love 9/19

(my niece looks like when i was 4...:)

9/19/11

Moved by Love

When I was about four years old

The doctor said to my mom

"Bring your child to a large park."

So every week, mom took me to the large park.

Joyfulness

Regretfulness

Happiness as well

Nature that I had felt nothing of

Little by little taught me

Love that can't be seen

Little by little, I began smiling

And only after a few decades passed did I first realize

That only with love, can I move

Even now, a four-year-old girl at heart

That smile still remains

62. Rhythm of the Earth 9/18

9/18/11

Rhythm of the Earth

A long time ago

When we were a part of nature

When we would listen

Lullaby of rippling waves...

Laughter of the forest...

Melodies composed by the birds...

We heard

Rhythms deep within the earth inside of us

Replaced by rhythms of society

Imprisoned in basements people

Alive inside minds unaware

People began destruction of nature

Considered we could control the world

With scientific developments and evolution

A long time ago

When we were a part of nature

The earth’s rhythms spoke to us

But when again we feel we want to know

The ones who could tell us are already gone...

61.The meaning of waiting 9/17

9/17

The meaning of waiting

In this world all put quickly into our palms

Waiting receives no welcome

Opening eyes to morning sun’s light and

Sleeping beneath darkness’ stars are unknown to us who

Don’t know waiting, and therefore

Don't know feeling, the now

Opposite of moving feet through time

We’re running counter to nature

The forests grown for thousands of years

In a few days we destroy them

In a moment we dirty the oceans

Every day we fill the land beneath with garbage

And we feel nothing

As if nothing has happened

In ignorance of time living on

Pleasures put into our palms.

Would

We end up

Erasing the very idea of waiting?

60. Give me the simple life 9/16

9/16/11

Give me the simple life

Without being a billionaire

Without being renowned,

For me, these things don’t matter

If I can always love you,

That's all I want.

59. Secret of Love 9/15

9/15/11

Secret of Love

When we love someone

And it is true

A kind of rule arises

To

Appreciate the other’s goodness

To awaken the other’s goodness hidden

And then

Through the other’s figure

Become able to see one’s self

And then

The we that is two

Exists together as one.

( thank you, honey.)

58. Art 9/14

9/14/11

Art

Art is not self-gratification

It is the act of love

That can move people

And can move oneself as well...

57. No manner No artist 9/13

100 artist exhibition /2011 (everybody help each other!)

9/13/11

No Manner No artist

Always keep your mind as open as

When you began...

56. The gift 9/12

9/12/11

The gift

It is the greatest gift

In my life, that I had the chance to meet you, Honey:)

kiss!

55. Elegance 9/11

9/11/11

Elegance

True elegance is

Like a Lotus

A person who

Even in a dirty swamp

Can allow herself to bloom into

A beautiful flower.

54. Art of love 9/10

9/10/11

Art of love

Love is art, art is love...

But we can't possibly find that if we don't seek inside ourselves...

53. Chrysalis 9/9

9/9/11

Chrysalis

The just transformed adult butterfly

In the course of coming out of its chrysalis

Spends time on its own to develop

To cultivate the necessary strength for flight.

If I feel pity for you

And rip you apart

You won’t acquire the strength for flight

And you’ll probably die

Without knowing what it means to freely soar in the sky.

52.When Walking on the Road 9/8

9/8/11

When Walking on the Road

Take for example

The insensitive someones

Who will hit you in the shoulder

And keep going on their way

Without saying a word

You think them impolite

Then you happen to bump into someone’s shoulder.

This time around you will be the one to not say a word

And keep going on your way

Unaware of

When we pass on that negative feeling

Into another’s daily life

Though if we trust in ourselves

Moving slowly through time

We might not bump into each other’s shoulders

And what alone one cannot cleanse

The people who surround us love us

Help us bring calm

Around yourself

Almost like the seas...

Almost like the forests...

Almost like the winds...

Almost like the rivers...

Surrounding us as people who love us.

51. Living people 9/7

9/7/11

Living people

As human beings what we seem to want is

To get quick satisfaction

Always trying to have things immediately

It’s an emergency procedure, a fast-acting remedy

And for us it’s a convenient answer

It seems some people are living in this cycle

People that squarely face their roots and accept them

Resolving to devote their lives to one idea

It seems some people are living each their own irreplaceable lives...

50. Rhythm 9/6

9/6/11

Rhythm

People in the primeval age

Moving their bodies

Stomped their feet & beat things

All to enjoy the movement

And from them the rhythm arose

And then music arose

The rhythms recorded naturally

Within our bodies

Before the growth of civilization

For thousands of years

Handed down

To be our inner rhythm

Let’s strain our ears to hear it

49.Using Irreplaceable Time 9/5

9/5/11

Using Irreplaceable Time

Time cannot be

bought, sold

produced, consumed

given, received

saved, or repaired.

Time is

Regardless of whether we end our lives hectically under pressure

Regardless of whether we end our lives in our own slow relaxation

To all people impartially, it is bestowed

It is us alone that just "use" it

Our time is limited

However, our irreplaceable time always stays close to us

To brighten us up anytime.

48. Art of Love 9/4

9/4/11

Art of Love

Love is not a conclusion

It is a process loving that is love

47. The Everyday Ordinary 9/3

9/3/11

The Everyday Ordinary

I think my happiest

Everyday habit is

Washing my clothes by hand

My hands' touch feeling fabric in water

The smell of lavender soap

This washes my heart as well

This action

If someone felt it were nothing more than a chore

I wonder if they might also feel it were largely unworthy of living earnestly

The everyday ordinary of life for which I pay respects

To that rich living I believe I have felt from my heart ...

46. Seashore 9/2

9/2/11

Seashore

Take a seat on the water’s edge softly

Settle your ears to the breath of mother the sea

Let it breathe together with your own

I’m living here

"So I’ve come back to the place I was born."

But with nothing to say

Nearby you were keeping an eye on me

And said so.

45. Clarity 9/1

9/1/11

Clarity

When again you find your haven

will you be able to feel your breath?

Even when amidst a storm

In the hurricane’s eye

might the tranquility of blue

sky spread through your mind?

To close your eyes

To find awareness of yourself

do you fully feel the moment?

Even when you are not alone

I wonder if you do not discover it in others

will you be able to find yourself within yourself?

That clarity, always within us