Odawara: Its treasures and pinky ninja

The first time I visited Odawara, I didn’t know what to expect, but as soon as I saw it,  I fell in love, metaphorically and literally.  And even now after so many years, it still speaking to me. And to many people, because even the samurais stop to take photos in front of it (Odawara…

Without internet: Could you work?

  “I’m telling you when I started my career, we didn’t have internet, we didn’t even work with computers” was saying, my middle-aged colleague.   I stared at my colleague while holding my fork halfway to my mouth. My colleague’s words shocked me because, although, I interact with technology every day, as most of you,…

Latinoamérica: La camaradería

  Mi vida fuera de mi amada Latinoamérica me ha forzada siempre ha escribir en otros idiomas. Asi que hoy quise rendirle un merecido homenaje a mi tierra linda, a mi gente. Y sobretodo refugiarme en el cálido idioma nuestro. La vida fuera de Latinoamérica puede ser estimulante intelectualmente y profesionalmente, pero la calidéz de…

Lunch with myself: Learning to live in the present

  For a hyper person such as myself, who always wakes up with a to-do list every morning living in the moment is a challenge..!!  Oh boy..!! And to make things worse, I have a great memory..! So if you ever told me the story of your life, I will probably remember it the rest…

China town: A walk on a Sunday afternoon

  It was Sunday, I was alone at home so I decided to take my camera and travel to China town in Kanagawa-ken, where I used to live few years ago.      And the energy hasn’t changed at all    Maybe it (the energy) has increased.         I also made new friends …

Ikeda Manabu: And her rebirth

  When you see Ikeda’s painting “rebirth” you can’t help but think of a child’s dream, with its vibrant colors and hidden mythical creatures that seem to be laughing and playing in the painting. You quickly forget they are drawings because they look alive. And before you realize what it is happening, they (the drawings)…

The Empress: Her tea house, her lake and her garden

As soon as you step into the garden, something changes in the atmosphere, I don’t know if it is the temperature, the cicadas that sing in unison with the wind. Or the voices of visitors that become a mere whisper in the distance. I have no idea, what it is, but something changes. Or maybe…

Warning: Writing is addictive

  When I started writing my blog, I thought, I might do it once or, maximum, twice a week, nothing that could take so much time because I am always busy. Besides, there are other things to do in life, right?   Writing isn’t everything, is it?   Wrong..!!!   Writing is everything. I can’t…

Once upon a time: I didn’t like children

There was upon a time, where I thought the most important things in life were economical success, travels, status, and money. In other words, I was a cold-hearted bitch. Some people still thinking I am that person, but they are granted their opinion, FYI (For your information) I think I am a softy-walking marshmallow. But…

Music: Musical notes and words

  The earliest memories I have of music involve a piano, a guitar, and my grandfather’s sanshin (Okinawan guitar of three strings) We would enjoy music together. But don’t misunderstand my words, the musician was my grandfather. I was only the audience. He would play beautiful songs for me every afternoon to save us from…