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Monday, October 24, 2016
Rolling With It
I'm on a roll! It's the second day in a row that I'm posting. What a break through! If I told you what was on the agenda today it would mean that I actually knew what was going to happen and I really don't. I have no clue what will happen today. Does anybody really? I'm pretty sure of what I won't do today though. I don't think I will board a plane for anywhere. It would be hugely surprising if I did get on a plane today. If that happened it would be gigantically unexpected. Today is Monday. Monday to me has always felt like the first day of the week. It's the first workday. It's where car horns and car engines sound different. They have that more rushed presence. People are usually up and about and moving on this day. I can sense the feeling in the air and yet I'm writing this right now in an empty house with the sound of a refrigerator buzz and a clock ticking. Other then that it's completely silent.
I'm excited to hold my meditation event that will be coming this Wednesday. I feel more so everyday everyone waking up to a new reality and it's an inside reality. We're starting to understand more about each other and I feel this will be a powerful year. It's not to say that everything will be smooth sailing from this point on. I'm not saying that at all. It wouldn't be fitting, but yet we as humans are starting to recognize more and more our connection to the world. I feel it settling like silent wings on an early morning pond. The voice is not shouting out over a loudspeaker, but rather warming slowly like a gradual rising sun on a beach. In this way we are awakening and I feel this to be quite natural as it is coming at a very convenient time.
So I don't know what I'm going to do today. I have some plans later on and I believe they will materialize, but I think it would be good to start with some tea or something
I'm excited to hold my meditation event that will be coming this Wednesday. I feel more so everyday everyone waking up to a new reality and it's an inside reality. We're starting to understand more about each other and I feel this will be a powerful year. It's not to say that everything will be smooth sailing from this point on. I'm not saying that at all. It wouldn't be fitting, but yet we as humans are starting to recognize more and more our connection to the world. I feel it settling like silent wings on an early morning pond. The voice is not shouting out over a loudspeaker, but rather warming slowly like a gradual rising sun on a beach. In this way we are awakening and I feel this to be quite natural as it is coming at a very convenient time.
So I don't know what I'm going to do today. I have some plans later on and I believe they will materialize, but I think it would be good to start with some tea or something
Sunday, October 23, 2016
Back From Japan
It's been a while since I wrote on this thing and I mean a long while. Well what has changed? For starters I'm no longer in Japan. Maybe you as a reader know this or maybe you didn't know. I am back in Colorado. I've been back in Colorado since 2013 in actuality and it's been a journey since then as well. The culture shock has definitely worn off to a big degree. It was with me for a while though. I lived in Japan for four years. Those years flew by, but they do count and they did count and they will count.
It's really a unique experience returning to a place after you've been in another place for a long time. For me it seemed as if I had just woken from a four year long nap as everything around me was different and I felt I had to start at square one. I've started at square one before. This has happened many times in my life and yet it feels weird to do it a big contrasting way. Japan had been a giant adventure and yet it was behind me. It existed suddenly like a lingering dream that creeps into the conscious mind when wiggling the toes in the morning. Even now as I write this I can close my eyes and see the beautiful painted pink flowers on a side walk by my house in Naraha or maybe I can feel the cold glass of a train window as my head rests against it or I can smell the rain in downtown Tokyo as I had walked so many times in a light rain that really had seemed to be part of the city itself. I can still hear the music of the morning bell for the schools that I'd always walk and hear in the distance. Yet, all these things are memories and very much like dreams. To be honest my life has been transitions for this period of time. From a very early age I've been searching for myself and for my identity and naturally this lead me to a strict path of spirituality.
I think spirituality started in my karate class with meditation. I can still remember the fresh cold feeling of the white mat that I'd step onto to start the class. It needed to be respected and I would bow to it before stepping on. We'd do meditation upon starting the class. Everybody would sit in formation and we'd sit cross legged and I'd try to calm my mind or try to make my breathing sound like the others around me. How were they doing that. Karate was my introduction to meditation and that was the extent of the practice until I reached college and then I learned that the rabbit hole would get deeper.
It's really a unique experience returning to a place after you've been in another place for a long time. For me it seemed as if I had just woken from a four year long nap as everything around me was different and I felt I had to start at square one. I've started at square one before. This has happened many times in my life and yet it feels weird to do it a big contrasting way. Japan had been a giant adventure and yet it was behind me. It existed suddenly like a lingering dream that creeps into the conscious mind when wiggling the toes in the morning. Even now as I write this I can close my eyes and see the beautiful painted pink flowers on a side walk by my house in Naraha or maybe I can feel the cold glass of a train window as my head rests against it or I can smell the rain in downtown Tokyo as I had walked so many times in a light rain that really had seemed to be part of the city itself. I can still hear the music of the morning bell for the schools that I'd always walk and hear in the distance. Yet, all these things are memories and very much like dreams. To be honest my life has been transitions for this period of time. From a very early age I've been searching for myself and for my identity and naturally this lead me to a strict path of spirituality.
I think spirituality started in my karate class with meditation. I can still remember the fresh cold feeling of the white mat that I'd step onto to start the class. It needed to be respected and I would bow to it before stepping on. We'd do meditation upon starting the class. Everybody would sit in formation and we'd sit cross legged and I'd try to calm my mind or try to make my breathing sound like the others around me. How were they doing that. Karate was my introduction to meditation and that was the extent of the practice until I reached college and then I learned that the rabbit hole would get deeper.
Wednesday, October 15, 2014
fall food
I love the fall because the leaves in Aspen are delicious. They paint the valley with many different colors and this also paints the mind with many colors. So many animals in nature give us a feeling of what should be done. Squirrels gather nuts in preparation for winter and bears roam the valley getting ready to hibernate. It is a time of preparation. It is a time that we gather together all that we have grown over the last months in preparation to be warm for winter. The vegetables seem to say this as well. Root vegetables of oranges and yellows seem to dot the landscape and match the leaves. They come from the ground and in this way it seems to be a very grounding time. Spaghetti Squash is a favorite of mine at this time of year as it makes delicious noodles. I'll describe the plan below
Recipe:
Ingredients:
1 Spaghetti Squash
Method:
Cut the Squash in half and then scape out all the seeds to bake later
Preheat your oven to 400 degrees F and then set the timer to 45 minutes
Put a little water in a baking dish (For cookies) and then lay down each half of the Squash in the pan upside down (green shell facing up)
Bake for 45 minutes or until soft
Take a fork and then scrape insides onto a plate to make noodles
Eat with your favorite marinara sauce or sprinkle with cinnamon and serve with cooked basmati rice
自分は秋が好きだから私の故郷のアスペン町の紅葉は美味しいそうじゃなくてすごくきれいです。谷を描くしていろいろなの色くわえて私の頭も色があるです。多いの自然の動物秋の感謝われわれにおくれている。
Recipe:
Ingredients:
1 Spaghetti Squash
Method:
Cut the Squash in half and then scape out all the seeds to bake later
Preheat your oven to 400 degrees F and then set the timer to 45 minutes
Put a little water in a baking dish (For cookies) and then lay down each half of the Squash in the pan upside down (green shell facing up)
Bake for 45 minutes or until soft
Take a fork and then scrape insides onto a plate to make noodles
Eat with your favorite marinara sauce or sprinkle with cinnamon and serve with cooked basmati rice
自分は秋が好きだから私の故郷のアスペン町の紅葉は美味しいそうじゃなくてすごくきれいです。谷を描くしていろいろなの色くわえて私の頭も色があるです。多いの自然の動物秋の感謝われわれにおくれている。
Saturday, September 6, 2014
夏変わると秋野は楽しみ!
今日ねブラグ日本語で始まりと思います、日本語が好きだから。最近一杯できましたね!マッサージ療法師勉強ところです。もたまにバンド一生に練習もできました。一杯ライブもできました。本当に楽しかったでも疲れたすぎたかな。私は日本語が大好きでも文を作して序次確かいいかな。いつも分からない。ま。。いか。昨日の夜自分友達に会った。アスペンでは夏いつも万人います。込んでるですね。でも9月変わると、翻って人がないです。そして。公民さん毎年キヤンピングに行きます。楽しいでしょう。アスペンでアパト料金は高いそしたら私の多い親友キヤンピングで暮らしいって。上手の方法と思います。アパと料金がないとか自然の所で住んでるです。最高だ!毎日も火ある皆周りで楽器とか料理を作って。楽の人。昨日キャンピング行きました。
Monday, August 12, 2013
What If
I woke up this morning with new desire. To wonder if the reason we walk on the other light is simply to defy the gravity that makes us
You should do what you love to do
That's what makes your heart tick
昨日は子供の気奥おもうだした
今日は同じのような日
それは感度失った
いつも新しいたいけん
これはだいじのこと
と思います
私のギター
書きのひとです
いろいろな空にかきて
雲はいつも交わる
それはあたりまえですしょう
心に付けます
真実がでるでしょう か
早起きてきれいな川を泳いで続きる
石までの流れることを ban ban 池にあたす
でも when you see the water
so sparkly clean
you look inside
おととおい自分はおここのこども
土に座てるよ
自然が急に見えた考えた
なんたなくそだるう
when your watching the candle burn
While sitting under the tree
In the last of the fire light
of the day
You should do what you love to do
That's what makes your heart tick
昨日は子供の気奥おもうだした
今日は同じのような日
それは感度失った
いつも新しいたいけん
これはだいじのこと
と思います
私のギター
書きのひとです
いろいろな空にかきて
雲はいつも交わる
それはあたりまえですしょう
心に付けます
真実がでるでしょう か
早起きてきれいな川を泳いで続きる
石までの流れることを ban ban 池にあたす
でも when you see the water
so sparkly clean
you look inside
おととおい自分はおここのこども
土に座てるよ
自然が急に見えた考えた
なんたなくそだるう
when your watching the candle burn
While sitting under the tree
In the last of the fire light
of the day
Monday, August 5, 2013
Calling
The man sat on a porch and let the rays of the sun wash down on his back
He could see the ocean stretch for miles
Miles at a distance were just time taking time
He knew he could get there and he knew he had been there
He'd traveled the world and he'd lost himself in the sea
the sea of knowledge
the sea of perspective
sea of wanting
and now the sea that he saw
Cool waves lapped up on the shore and showed him the way
The way to giving
The way to recieving
The way to loving
the way to breathing
It was all there inside
Breathing in his only soul
and so he took a deep breathe and let it go
He let it go
He let it go
And a bird stretched over the horizon
riding the zipline of the sweaty salt breeze
Dancing on the feeling of thought and desire
Riding on the air's thin feeling fire
Blue feelings
The free Blue
He took his flight right on cue
And music played on the shore
The water crashed to a beat
The sand grains answered the call
It was a musical note
The man realized life was a song
Life was a melody
He could see the ocean stretch for miles
Miles at a distance were just time taking time
He knew he could get there and he knew he had been there
He'd traveled the world and he'd lost himself in the sea
the sea of knowledge
the sea of perspective
sea of wanting
and now the sea that he saw
Cool waves lapped up on the shore and showed him the way
The way to giving
The way to recieving
The way to loving
the way to breathing
It was all there inside
Breathing in his only soul
and so he took a deep breathe and let it go
He let it go
He let it go
And a bird stretched over the horizon
riding the zipline of the sweaty salt breeze
Dancing on the feeling of thought and desire
Riding on the air's thin feeling fire
Blue feelings
The free Blue
He took his flight right on cue
And music played on the shore
The water crashed to a beat
The sand grains answered the call
It was a musical note
The man realized life was a song
Life was a melody
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