10.19.2011
eyes that see
每個禮拜如風而飛過去。 風飛過去, 會留著這兒一片移動的葉子, 那兒幾滴小水珠。 風是控制不了的。
I spend about half my week in the 平地 areas, and the other half of my week 在此山中。 (half my week easy to find in the city... somewhere zooming around via bike, fast little turbo legs, or subway... teaching or being taught... reading or writing... eating or sleeping... and the other half of my week allowing myself to be "nobody" again and absolutely 沒用的木頭會活得最久 in the midst of so much family and forest in the mountains)
it is the type of balance that makes the two months I've already been in Taiwan feel like... I've crammed a lot into one week. It feels like one week.
我的媽媽要回來台灣了!
是第一次我媽媽跑來看我!
usually I'm in more remote/ difficult to find/ difficult to understand places. This time, I'm in Taipei,Taiwan. My parents grew up here, and then left for school. This is no longer Home-home... but it's still a home. Coming here is no big deal... just about a 15 hour flight across the Ocean to the other side of the planet, where everyone looks completely different than your usual American white bread, and we all speak a different language here.
And, I LOVE it!!!
I love it.
And, I'm gonna see my mama again, after a year!
Already a year away from America.
I miss people and I miss places... and I wonder when I will return.
If I return.
今天想到很多時間上的問題。
(live your questions. be your answer.)
在針灸課, 我們剛剛談到眼。。。 eye-diagnosis (Chinese medicine diagnoses= 1. 把脈/ pulse diagnosis 2. tongue diagnosis 3. eye diagnosis 4. sensory diagnosis: evaluating the patients' smell, how they look, how they sound 5. questioning: asking about the patients' environmental, personal, emotional, and other elements of life that all come together to quite super duper holistically manifest themselves in their health and general well-being)
not as complicated as it sounds, and absolutely fascinating
learning about eye-diagnosis, I look into the mirror and see that I have accumulated way too many late-nights in my life... and my eyes record all these late nights as far too many blood vessels popped and squeezed to the edges of my entire eyeball
our body as a microcosm of the macrocosm
my body, my Universe
this Universe, oh how I want to take the best care of you!
前天晚上, 老師幫我下眼針。。。 我怕針, 我怕痛!
現在, 要少帶眼鏡, go to sleep between 11-12 at night, eat more C (橘子, 獅子, 柚子, 木瓜, 紅蘿蔔, 白蘿蔔, 番薯。。。)
a fight ensues on the metro
never seen this before
young woman yelling at old man yelling at young woman
they spit at each other
why don't you just punch each other, roll around, get it over with
but, i am glad you are yelling
i want to yell too, but i will wait until i get back into the mountains
the city is too small and tight for such passionate energy
everyone's got it all bottled up
not me
off for another mountain weekend
see you in the trees
10.18.2011
toilet humor
I walk by the bathroom
"hello teacher Osha!" a kid declares with pants around ankles
a bathroom stall opens
"Teacher Osha!!!" the kid inside sticks his head out, "I am shitting!"
kindergardener kids always make me smile, no matter how tired I get!
wonder? want?
My dance teacher won't come up the mountain with me for body therapy. He has an old hurt shoulder. My Chinese medicine teacher isn't certified, so my dance teacher is afraid. But, he says that once I finish learning these things, he will trust me to help him with his shoulder. Sometimes, you need to meet people first to trust them? But can't I say "If you would trust me... won't you trust my teacher?" But, no.
I carry my book of meridians with me everywhere. My Chinese is improving. The weight of the book in my bag gives me a strong back. This morning, I stuck three large body-meridian-human pictures onto my wall, across from my bed, in my small room. It's the first thing I see when I wake up, besides the loving sweet light of yet another day filtering in through the windows. I love waking up in the mornings.
So much to learn. So much to help. So many ways to help.
Me first, before anyone else.
Can help myself and simultaneously help others.
Sometimes feel completely overwhelmed by all I want to learn... feel like I cannot learn fast enough.
My dance teacher has hurt shoulder.
My other dance teacher has hurt knees.
My own knees hurt.
I still have trauma from the mountain, that we will discuss with the whole class, next class.
I want to climb endless mountains.
I want to play outside all day, and dance until I can dance no more.
I want to make music and make love until sun comes up and keep on doing it until my eyes are bloodshot and weary, and I die from exhaustion.
I want to sleep forever and just rest so fully in some hot spring right next to the coldest stream on earth in the most remote and gorgeous mountains unknown by human eyes.
My friend has difficulty falling asleep and wakes up feeling like something is not quite right in her life... something not quite fulfilled.
I can talk with her, but how to push her over the edge, how to help her get going. Because that's what we both agree she needs... to get going with what is unfulfilling, and move it forward in her life.
Another friend just got booted off his under-the-table job, and now has no money to pay for debts.
I wonder if I too should go to grad school and accumulate debt and learn a lot and then enter the world with yet another degree and even less money than I have now.
I wonder
I want
Today, we learned about manipulation and locomotion in dance class.
I am beginning to feel restless and desire to locomote again,
while at the same time feeling so deeply grateful to be here surrounded by all these amazing friends, teachers, and family family family of all colors and varieties, and am contemplating challenging myself by staying here for a year, like I stayed in Connecticut for a year.
I wonder
I want?
10.17.2011
oh, Love
For some reason, there's all this love that comes with blood relations. And with that love, there comes so much pain and suffering, too. And honesty, in all its graceful and awkward bright beauty and frightening hideousness.
What if I feel more connection with my non-blood family than with my blood family? What if there are few points of clear connection with those that perhaps love me most... but just can't understand me? And then, I find other family that I can connect with on so many more levels than just love and blood... but I keep on leaving each new family I create for myself?
Dearest Yin and Yang, guess I just need to (keep on with the keep on) find that elusive (yet so blatantly obvious) point of BALANCE.
什麼都要平和與和平。
深呼吸, 吧。。。
and then?
10.16.2011
friday
For the first time since returning to Taiwan, I spent the whole day at home yesterday
cooked fabulous colorful healthful barely-cooked simply delicious meals
savored them slowly
painted lewd completely nude pictures in blatant black and white
walked, danced, skipped, crawled, ran around with skin in direct contact with air
read about breath, body, and meridian matters on a nice brown and soft bed of squishy cotton and even squishier belly
dreamed about lands, plants, and people more distant--- and more near--- than i could ever imagine
reveled all day in my small abode in the middle of this huge taipei city
and then packed my bags and headed back up into the mountains for another mountain weekend
10.13.2011
miracles
maciej and i sat under the slide in the park, eating fruit, with rain pouring down around us above the slide, and thunder and lightning... and huge smiles on our faces
we could talk forever
next time, we dance
biking back to school, i coughed up a bright yellow solid loogy into my hand
it's been two weeks
i can't believe i am still coughing with so much wind in my lungs and loogies galore
this morning i woke up with a solid dream
my elder bill and i talking, calm and comfortable
he asks me when i will return to see him and another elder, as i am leaving
i say, maybe between 1-4 years?
he says, we're dying you know
come back
i thought about that dream my whole ride down the mountain
been thinking about death lots lately
i am grateful for death and life
next time the moon is full again, regardless of weather, i will climb up some high area and howl at the moon
and laugh with wild abandon at how nicely the cold wind pulls at all the 700 trillion cells dancing in my body
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