Sunday, June 22, 2014
When I live in Japan, I hardly really interact with other people. But in America there are family and friends to talk with, to dance around in a little house, to invite over, to extend favors, and to receive them. The web of life is here, of giving and taking, interacting. And I remember that here, I'm not as helpless as I am in Japan. I can read instructions and understand them. I can ask for things and offer them. Separate from any aspects of the individual cultures of Japan and America, is my place in this one where all the people I've known my whole life live. Becoming caught again in the samsara of living.