A Good Day

Rainbows and unicorns

Rainbows and unicorns. A magic mobile spotted at the 2013 UP Fine Arts Fair

Today,
I did yoga in the morning
Had a banana for breakfast
Saw balloons welcoming my neighbor’s newborn
Walked the cats
Smelled rain
Went to a college arts fair
Spotted a spotted cat sitting on a student’s work
Laughed out loud
Bought three mini cakes for P100
Drank coffee with condensed milk
Wrote an article
Arranged a trip for a travel assignment
And planned the itinerary for another escapade with fellow gypsies
Watched the sun set from my bedroom window
Read a few chapters from Didion’s Blue Nights
Fed the strays that hang out in my driveway
Survived a panic attack
Shut off the lights.

(Except for the part where I couldn’t breathe)
Today was a good day.

PS. Seen on Facebook today: “When you’re in deep shit and everything is raining on your parade, just wait for the sunshine and rise from the shit and become a magic mushroom.”–JJ Duque

The Secret Diary and The Lonely Glove

I just watched the Japanese movie Closed Note—it was moving, sweet, and at times achingly sad (though in the end, I was smiling through my tears, I promise you). Without giving too much away, it’s about a girl named Kae (Erika Sawajiri, of 1 Litre of Tears fame—why does this girl always make me cry??) who discovers a diary in the house she has just moved into. It turns out to be the journal of the former tenant, schoolteacher Ibuki Mano (the angel-faced Yuko Takeuchi), and after trying to resist the temptation of reading someone else’s private thoughts, Kae soon finds herself inspired by Ibuki’s cheerful spirit, and intrigued by her love story.

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Closed Note

The movie struck a chord with me, because I’ve always wanted to be a schoolteacher. I even used to help out in the pre-school classes of my teacher friends, and simple acts like tying shoelaces or reading a fairy tale to an enraptured little crowd was pure, unadulterated joy. But the one time I was given the chance to handle a class on my own, the kids just walked all over mouse-voiced, meek me. So that dream pretty much went kaput. But movies like these give me a chance to live vicariously (does a fictional account count as living vicariously?).

Anyway…There was a scene where Ibuki meets her crush Takashi, and the arches reminded me of those at the sprawling grounds of the Nanzen-Ji Temple located towards the end of the Philosopher’s Path in Kyoto, which my hubby and I visited in 2010.

Closed Note

I remember being enthralled by the surprise row of arches that didn’t seem to lead anywhere (but at this point, our feet were about to fall off after a full day of walking, so we were in no mood to explore further). Miracle of miracles, hubby agreed to pose for this cheesy token shot I love (taken by our travel buddies M and P).

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Toto and Pierra. Kyoto, 2010

 

Also on the grounds of Nanzen-ji, I spied this cast-off glove lying on the roots of a tree. Something about this sight brought on a deep melancholy—the thought that it was carelessly abandoned or forgotten, and now missing its partner… It made me wonder about what happened here—did its owner peel it off to scratch an itch on her hand, or perhaps slap a philandering lover across the face? Had the glove been lying here for months, or mere minutes? Could its owner have been the girl that just brushed past me in haste? It made me wonder about its owner’s back story, and how people’s lives can intersect through forgotten diaries and discarded gloves…

Discarded glove. Kyoto, 2010

And thus, today’s random photo was brought to you (in a roundabout way) by last night’s viewing of Closed Note.

Lost Teddy

Still on the subject of teddy bears… On a trip to Kyoto two years ago, while jostling my way through the throng of tourists to get the requisite shot of the Kinkaku-ji (The Golden Pavilion), something curious caught my eye. Sitting jauntily on the bamboo fence in front of the tranquil temple was a little caped teddy! The sight was so incongruous–and utterly charming. Kawaii! Yet, I couldn’t help but feel a little tug in my heart for the poor child who had obviously misplaced his or her furry friend. Though my travel buddies were already moving on along the garden path, I hung back to see if anyone would come to claim Captain Cute. Sure enough, after a few minutes a little girl and her parents seemed to be cautiously retracing their steps, and soon, the girl gave a whoop of joy upon finding her precious bear. What luck to have witnessed this happy reunion!

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Kinkaku-ji, Kyoto, 2012. Photographed by Pierra C. Labrador