Another week has come to a close here in Tokyo. The week that was filled with dust, dirt, and pollen. The air was playing hell with my allergies. I tried to do the Japanese way of wearing a surgical mask, but that helped just a bit.
I am thankful for making it to another shabbat. The time that has been set aside for reflection and rest. To look back on the week, and be thankful for what we have. And I am truly thankful. I am thankful for my friends and family being safe and in good health. I am thankful for all the beauty that surrounds my lens. The flowers are a constant reminder of the change that is brewing here in japan. The change that needs to happen for this society to overcome all of their difficulties. I hope that they too will stop to take heed of this beauty, and let the colors inspire them to reach higher than they have ever before.
It is time to put away petty differences. It is time to see the good in the world and time to put away childish selfish ways. The glory bubble times are long gone. It is time to sober up and put forth conversation, and real inclusive unity rather than just for show.
So to all of you, I ask that you in your works, take time to pause, and reflect. Stop and look up high into the sky and watch the clouds dance across. Stop, and look at your feet and see the little blooms that are scattered at your feet.
The earth will shake, the rain will fall, and we will be here, being thankful for the life that we are given.
Peace from Tokyo.