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Fox or a WOLF!?

Today, while walking Mitsu, a guy stops his bicycle mid-tracks and asks, “is it a wolf?”
“no, (as a joke) she’s a fox.”
oddly, he believed me. he: “a fox? not a wolf?”
me: “no, not a wolf (silly!of course it’s a dog) she’s a fox.”
He looked rather surprised but believed me… (bad me), excitedly reciting back to self – a fox? A FOX? for real?
me: yes. (she who spoke not the truth – if only Mitsu’s tail was straight as a brush…)

I did tell bunch of little kids the other day that she’s a fox and a boy squealed with joy in meeting a … fox.
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Might as well have people believe (okay, by misinforming them might not be good but … so funny to see the reaction) – isn’t it more fun to think there’s a fox around? Seriously.

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Vignette from summer 2015 again – I told you it’s not a vacation when I visit Tokyo…
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IMG_9772_smallThanks to Adachi-sensei, the physical therapist, and my mother’s efforts, she is now able to walk after a hip replacement surgery. Ask me about hip sockets, I know them… hahaha. A lesson learned might be – use them or you lose them; and when I say use them, I don’t mean to torment them or “over”use them. Best to of course walk a lot, avoid contortionist poses, and (without wear and tear) stretch, stretch, in an effort to increase flexibility and range of motion. Did teach some yoga to my mother during my stay – the kind that she can do while sitting so hope she keeps it up!

My aunt I visited at a hospice this summer in Tokyo has passed away. Luckily my mother and my sister and the rest of the family was at her bedside and sang her favorite song – I had no idea – Que Sera Sera!??? Not very Japanese, is it? My aunt was a very interesting person …tri-lingual (Japanese, English and Spanish), so full of intellect and more importantly, with a BIG generous kind HEART, brimming with love. Just this year, I had a delicious bowl of tempura udon at a soba-shop and then a cup of coffee at a Hawaii themed cafe with her in Azabu-Jyuban. Just this year – I will cherish the memory of her kindness always. The time before when she told me nonchalantly that she has cancer was at an elevator to a fitness club she took me to in Roppongi. It was a fitness club where she swam for over 20 years… she let me take yoga classes there as her guest… then we went wine shopping. Another kind, precious loving soul moving onto another plane; another world. I am going to miss her – now all the memories are coming back … anyone who has ever lost anyone knows that flashbacks of memory that stays with you…RIP.

When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother what will I be?
Will I be pretty, will I be rich?
That’s what she said to me:

Que sera, sera. What ever will be will be
the future’s not ours to see.
Que sera, sera. What will be, will be.

When I was just I child in school
I asked me teacher, what should I try?
Should I paint pictures, should I sing songs?
This was her wise reply:

Que sera, sera. What ever will be will be
the future’s not ours to see.
Que sera, sera. What will be, will be.

When I grew up and fell in love
I asked my sweetheart, what lies ahead?
Will we have rainbows, day after day?
That’s what my sweetheart said:

Que sera, sera. What ever will be will be
the future’s not ours to see.
Que sera, sera. What will be, will be.

Now I have children of my own,
They ask their mother, what will I be?
Will I be handsome, will I be rich?
I tell them tenderly:

Que sera, sera. What ever will be will be
the future’s not ours to see.
Que sera, sera. What will be, will be.

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Japanese Garden in British Columbia

Did you know?
IMG_0345_small It’s a walking meditation.

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IMG_0504_smallSo blessed to have a girlfriend who casually serves a lovely bowl of matcha whenever I barge in. Arigato:)

IMG_0304_smallWhat a lovely idea to provide this opportunity for any student of life, to get-away, unplug and meditate in order that we can each take a piece of peace and tranquility pervading in this garden… to invite that calm within Self. Outside of the garden, there may be chaos, a turmoil, a storm … but enter this magical space; each of us have that garden within.

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Long Hair

IMG_0261_smallSomeone’s getting a crepe at the crepe shop on the street of Vancouver – the girl making the gigantic crepe says it’s her … first day on the job and … she’s practiced by making she thinks about 200 in the morning. Whhhat? Did I hear that right?200?Maybe 300, she smiles. Practice, practice if you want to get it right… it’s everywhere. The intention, the effort and then … repeat.

She seems a bit nervous with this one, intent that it not have a hole or a tear …needs a nice smooth even spread…
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IMG_0260_small chocolate and fruit toppings – YUM:) Good Job, girl, smile:)

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IMG_9904_small@UBC Botanical Garden…some apples covered with cheese cloth gauze, grown with intentions. There’s “energy” felt in the clean fresh air here.

Wouldn’t it be cool if there was a meaning, an intention to everything we did? (or would that make us go crazy, lol)
Wouldn’t that “intention” in our actions (or in this case, non-action) defog your muddled thoughts ?
Wouldn’t that bring back the “one-pointed” samurai sword like focus and direction?
No, not quite Sankalpa – not so grand – what I mean is, more of clear, calm, focus, devoid of distractions on things we do that appear to be just a natural progression of things we let happen. It’s no big deal. Almost a realm of not caring… the ordinary.
Precisely.

kaya (Kaya, the American Girl doll, who “draws strength from stories and lessons of the elders” in the tribe …a definite choice for my inner child:)

I used to have long hair in my 20’s for wrong reasons and cut them when I was super busy to deal with the maintenance and this, because I wanted to do the gym and long hair was ikkey with all that sweating. Today it’s back to long – and I am not doing hot yoga anymore.

Today it’s long for a reason I may share someday …it’s not any holding your breath in anticipation kind of a reason.

Anyway, my sister is visiting and when she saw me in my long hair I have not fashioned for awhile she said:
“Oh, are you donating your hair to Locks of Love?”

me: “?”

She mentioned this organization and now I have a mission to grow my hair even longer!

My intention is to donate my hair when it’s long enough – for those with long hair, maybe you’d consider it too?

To have the hair length of 10 inches from tip to tip is pretty long… never had it so long so it’s kind of a challenge – feel like cutting it today so exercising patience. Donating blood makes me feel a bit too vertigo so here’s my other choice – I will just donate my long hair, when it’s time:) Measuring it!

Here’s the site for Locks of Hair – Click Here!
I have learned that it’s important to go to a salon that knows what’s needed so your hair would not be wasted – here’s an input from Yelp for SF area but I am sure there are local salons who can also help – when it’s time, I will seek help.