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Natural “Rhythm”

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This is my hair stylist in Tokyo, T-san. His salon’s name is Rhythm. I used to go to Shibuya to this lady who looked a little like Amuro Namie as far as her hair style was concerned – an avid fan who gossiped about the whereabouts of Namie’s son – but … Shibuya is such a young-hip? town …feeling a bit more relaxed here at Rhythm, finding affinity with their concept of “relaxation”:) It’s like being in MRI chamber – which BTW is not relaxing but anxiety causing. Rhythm caters to wide range of age-group, from toddlers to seniors and family oriented. It’s little bit off the beaten path, and so, it’s nice.

I like T-san because he is quiet but convincing. Is that called gentle and thoughtful persuasion? I went in to actually color/lighten and get a hair cut – to shorten it – instead, got talked out of it – well, not really “talked” out of it as he did so little talking. He just listened and started curling??? the ends of hair I said I thought of cutting off. Then quietly talked about the benefits of “digital perm” to handle this kind of length I was finding to be a nuisance. Long hair is high maintenance – especially as it was so cold there – and was so ready for a “change”! I also went in to get bangs… I always wanted bangs but when I explained that it has never worked out as my hair just do not stay down – instead of reassuring that he can fix it with some hair products (some jell, tonic, oil? what? like all other stylists), he said that I should just not try bangs – that it’s probably not going to work out and in essence, telling me just let go of the idea – to give it up. I was practically pleading with him – oh, please, I want bangs- since I expected him to come up with a solution. Instead, he listened to how I wanted bangs, then quietly said that my hair grows in a certain way and cannot be changed – just need to respect that natural integrity…Natural is best…and smiles. True…so… I had to accept it…I folded in “acceptance” but he did not make me feel like I lost an argument or anything. My acceptance just unfolded. Naturally:)

Isn’t it funny? Notice how he didn’t fulfill any of my wishes? I went in and did not get anything I initially wanted, i.e., big change – short hair, lighter color, bangs… Basically, he did nothing I requested ! AND not only had none of my initial wishes fulfilled, he rejected them all and on top of that, I ended up spending more money…come again? Yet still happy with him and want to go back to him.

Sometimes you just have to place your faith and try. Lesson learned – just entrust the pro… Trust. Sometimes you might think you know yourself or you know what’s best for yourself but… an objective professional may know better. Hate to admit it maybe, but sometimes the images we draw in our head about ourselves may need another fresh take from another perspective. And this is analogous to yoga as well – sometimes, one might think he/she knows him/herself really well – like “I don’t have any flexibility.”; “I don’t do well with this style or that style”; “My body is too fat to do or wear that.”; “My body is too thin to do or wear that.” “I like movement and can’t handle stillness.” “I can’t move because I’m tired and old.” “Color purple does not look good on me but red does.” etc. whatever you tell yourself – to be true and real – but is it? Really? Turns out we really don’t know, especially about ourselves sometimes. We don’t know ourselves that well. Yoga helps you peel off the veils and dust off the gem within you … even diamond in the rough is just a rock; you have to polish it to see the brilliant shine.

While not sure about his English ability, if happen to be in town and need his service, here’s another way to make an appointment. It’s a new salon, only about 6 months so it’s especially clean and bright – hope that they do well. Close to Tsukiji Fish market so you can get sushi lunch before getting there?

As for me, I just wanted to look and feel “light”. Not heavy. To get less burdened, less weighted down (with hair, with thoughts, with all …) but rather, LIGHT.

T-san, I think you were right – while it no longer looks as perfect as it did, at least for the first 48 hours upon seeing you, I received a lot of compliments during that time. On my own, I can’t maintain it but … thank you anyway ! Arigato:)

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Sayonara to full moon…

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Isn’t it “howling” wolf NOT the moon? Wolves howl, not moon…wolves howl, not moon… Sometimes English is funny over there.
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A Sanctuary ? Really? Not my idea of a sanctuary… so many bars along this certain street, it’s kind of amazing – all this drinking…it’s social and a way to de-stress. Weird to see long lines starting to form just to get into these watering holes. I have no desire to join them. There’s a better way but being that it’s so cold…
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Not knowing…

“Music comes closest to meditation. Music is a way towards meditation and the most beautiful way. Meditation is the art of hearing the soundless sound, the art of hearing the music of silence – what the Zen people call the sound of one hand clapping. When you are utterly silent, not a single thought passes your mind, there is not even a ripple of any feeling in your heart, then you start, for the first time, hearing silence.

“Silence has a music of its own. It is not dead, it is very much alive, it is tremendously alive. In fact, nothing is more alive than silence. Music helps you from the outside to fall in tune with the inner.”

-Osho

This depends on the kind of music I think… When I was still in my teens, I was at some Japanese family’s home where a beautiful music was being played. When I asked about it, this uncle like family friend replied that the singer is a “Greek Diva named Nana Mouskouri” to which I said, “wow, Ojisama, I didn’t know you knew Greek!”
To which he laughed, “K-chan, don’t you know that Japanese people just listen to whatever music that sounds beautiful, we don’t understand the foreign language – I don’t know a word she’s singing in Greek at all and we don’t necessarily care about the lyrics as long as it sounds good.”

Since then, maybe because I couldn’t make it out either, unless in Japanese (due to Karaoke, lyrics are shown on screens), I would be listening to music without paying much attention to the lyrics – it was mumbo jumbo as far as I was concerned – if I just like the beat, melody, harmony, and/or the rhythm – whatever, I just liked it – but never really listening to the words, never questioning. Either as my language skills improved along with my hearing, I could not help but start to hear the words and know the meaning, the message of the songs. At that point – I was mortified as to what I was listening to. I had some songs I loved listening to but once I really paid attention and consciously listened to the meaning of the words, I realized the words being uttered – once I really actually listened, I realized it was about domestic violence or just violence – crazy – then lots of broken hearts – I was listening to such sad music without even having an awareness – Anyway, sometimes, ignorance may be a bliss. To not know could be better.
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