Currently watching on t.v: Japanese figure skating
Latest wierd sighting: purple pleather pants and matching tube top.
Latest English t-shirt sighting: "I like ape."
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My roomate Myriah is leaving tommorrow to go back the U.S. Time has just flown since meeting her in September. Her, Hannah and I have really gotten along so well. I will be sad to see her go. Nova has already arranged for another roomate to move in. I may be measuring her against Myriah. Not sure if anyone can really compare.
Made me realize life is really a series of hellos, goodbyes and so-longs. I think I have said more hellos in the last 2 months than I ever have before. I have also said many goodbyes and so-longs as well. I feel like being out here as really forced me to examine my life and what really is important. I have only come up with four things: family, friends, always believing in something, and always working towards something. If I don't have these things, life can crumble. Being in this sometimes confusing country, I have somehow managed to sort out what makes me "tick." I find is remarkable how attempting to live more intentionality can come out of unfamiliarity.
It feels like September is so far away now. The colours are changing here, the air is cooler, the sun sets sooner, and my perspective in changing. Things are different. This morning on the train I couldn't help but feel proud of myself for coming this far. Don't get me wrong, I have my days - where I have to sort out my now frequent unpredictable emotions. There are days where I am completely head over heals for this country, and there are days where I feel like all I want to do is scream. Mostly, I'm in love with this place. I guess thats like any new experience for many of us.
Just lately, I have been thinking alot about what it means to have sacred space in our lives. Setting aside a place worth taking our shoes off for. Or maybe, sacred spaces are all around, and they are just waiting to be discovered. And maybe my feet are just waiting for encounters with these places. Going to Ryoanji Temple the other day in Kyoto, it struck me how little I do this. Take my shoes off, that is. To feel the hard wood on my feet. To really feel "at home." And allow my toes room to breath.
Time for bed. Day off tommorrow and Wednesday. Thinking of you all.
Love
Jane.
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4 comments:
Hi Jane:
I love reading your blog! Reading the importance and significance of taking off your shoes, made me think of our pedicure time together. If we could do that more often....we would never wear shoes at all!
Never forget how special you are and how God is using you each and every moment!
Shine on!
Love, Gerri (and the rest of the Nyman gang)
"Setting aside a place worth taking our shoes off for. Or maybe, sacred spaces are all around, and they are just waiting to be discovered. And maybe my feet are just waiting for encounters with these places."
I want to steal these lines from you and make it my own! I love it.
And your write up about space has hit home with me. My entire idea of space (personal space, living space, quiet space) has been redefined by this place! I love to hear your thoughts and adventures through your blog my friend.
I am really thinking about e-mailing my travel agent and seeing if I can maybe switch my lay over from Singapore to Osaka, but it may be too late because Singapore Airlines fills up pretty quick. Anyway, I’ll give you a shout and let you know. Have a great two days off!
bri
jane...i love you!! keep your light shining girl!! xoxo
love, brooke
Jane...two weeks! two weeks without my adventures of Jane fix!! Where are you? Please write. I miss you. haha
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