The beautiful cherry blossoms are out. They survived the near typhoon force weather that hit Tokyo the day before I returned to Japan.
I really haven’t had the time or energy to go out and enjoy them this season, basically because I have just been in a haze of jet lagged exhaustion. That all being said, I did get out of the house for a bit of a walk around today.
The sun was beautiful and the temperatures made me feel like it really is spring time. The previous days all felt pretty cold to me. Especially after spending such warm days in Miami and Huntsville.
The wind was whipping in over Tokyo Bay as this let the cherry blossoms do their dance for me. White ones, pink ones all out their boogying to the spring time jam. People were out enjoying some picnic lunches with friends under the canopy of blossoms.
As I wondered around a bit this afternoon I found myself remembering what it was to walk around last year at this time. The Tohoku-Kanto tsunami and earthquake were on everyones mind as well as the ongoing nuclear disaster. So much has happened in the course of one year. We in Japan had to face every known disaster imaginable at one point over the last 12 months. It was a year I would not like to repeat again.
It was at this time that my eyes truly opened to the beauty of spring. The rebirth of all the nature that lays dormant during the cold short winter days. The flowers were a sign of strength for the future. A sign that we had made it this far, and that out of the disasters beauty can once again be found.
I have since found myself paying closer attention to the natural world even if they may be confined to terra-cotta pots and curbside gardens. I make an effort to observe the moon as it goes through its phases. Which fruits are ripe and hanging from the trees.
Even in this concrete jungle their is nature. We should all pause to take notice among the neon glow and the endless data byte streams. Nature is there. All we have to do is to open our hearts and eyes to fill our hearts with joy.