Lake Fog

An unusual event here… rarely, the lake can become entirely covered in a thick layer of fog.  I think I’ve seen this maybe three or four times in… well, a long time.  It seems to happen after several perfectly still, but sunny and relatively warm winter days.


Pano from above the town.

Morning running route… it settled lower as the day went on.

Looking over Skunk Harbor toward the Sierra Nevada High Country.

Sunset nearing… As the temperature dropped, the fog layer rolled into the forest.

January

A couple of shots from around the neighborhood over the three-day weekend.  Just enough snow at this elevation that boot chains are good idea on the cleared walkways. But the local back-country a little higher up has some decent skiing, though the current avalanche risk is rated as “considerable” (3 on a scale of 5).   Unfortunately, there were a couple of rather surprising and tragic avalanche casualties at a nearby resort.

Should get some more snow tomorrow, though it’s expected to be pretty windy.  Maybe a good day to sit by the fake wood stove with a hot cocoa.

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Izumi Shikibu, The Floating Lady

Among the Japanese literary “Thirty-Six Immortals of Poetry” is the poet, Izumi Shikibu (和泉式部), also called, “The Floating Lady” (浮かれ女, “ukareme).  Shikibu was probably born around 976AD, during the mid “Heian period” (794 to 1185 ).

“Heian” (平安) is Japanese for “peace” or “tranquility”, and the period began after the Fujiwara clan gained control of the Imperial House of Japan.  It is commonly considered the last classical period of Japanese history, and its start is marked by the movement of the country’s capital from Nara to Heian-jo, or what is now the city of Kyōto.

During this time, Chinese cultural influences reached a peak in Japan, introducing Buddhist and Taoist thought and Chinese arts into Japanese culture. As a result, the period is known as a time when the imperial court produced what are considered to be among the nation’s greatest arts, literary works, and poetry.

It was within this environment that Izumi Shikibu was born the daughter of the Governor of Ecjizen, Oe no Masamune, and his wife, Taira no Yasuhira, who was herself the daughter of the governor of Etchu. Aside from her birth into a family of bureaucrats serving the Fujiwara court, little is actually known of Izumi Shikibu’s life. Even her name is derived via Heian tradition from her husband’s role as the governor of Izumi province, and her father’s title of “shikibu”, an official in charge of court ceremonies.

This was an era of arranged marriages, where men of wealth could have several wives or mistresses. However, women were expected to remain faithful to their families.  So after a series of affairs within the court, Shikibu was probably compelled by her family to become the wife of Tachibana no Michisada at the age of twenty.  Seventeen-years her senior, he would give her the sobriquet of, The Floating Lady, in reference to her outgoing and sociable personality.

In 997, Shikibu gave birth to a daughter, Koshikibu no Naishi, who would herself become known as a poet.  Then in 999, Michisada was appointed Governor of Izumi, and Shikibu traveled with him to the province near modern day Osaka.

Shikibu was unhappy with life in Izumi, and soon returned alone to the capital.  And some time thereafter, she began an affair with Prince Tametaka (為敬皇子). The affair ultimately caused her to be disowned by her parents… and unsurprisingly, divorced by her husband.  But after only a year, Tametaka fell ill and died.

The “Eiga Monogatari” (The Story of Splendor), a record of the life of Fujiwara no Michinaga, implied that Tametaka’s illness and death were due to his “continual nocturnal escapades.Shikibu, nevertheless, mourned Tametaka’s death… while starting a relationship with his half brother, Prince Atsumichi (敦道皇子).

Accompanying the somewhat younger prince to Imperial Court events and functions, Shikibu became the center of much court gossip.  When Shikibu eventually moved into the prince’s home, his primary wife departed in a rage.  It was during this period when Izumi Shikibu wrote the diary that came to be known as, “Izumi Shikibu Nikki”.  Written in the third-person, it contains over one-hundred poems in distinctly Japanese styles.

Shikibu’s relationship with Atsumichi would last for about four-years, until Atsumichi’s death at the age of 27 in 1007.  Some time after, Shikibu joined the court of Fujiwara no Shōshi, who was the daughter of Fujiwara no Michinaga, and the consort of the Emperor Ichijō.  While there, she would marry Fujiwara no Yasumasa, a famed military commander whom she accompanied to his posting in Tango Province on the Sea of Japan.

Shikibu and Yasumasa would remain together until Shikibu’s death, despite Shikibu having had several apparent affairs during their marriage.  Nothing is known of when Shikibu died, except that she outlived her daughter who died during childbirth in 1025, that her last known poem was written in 1027, and that she may have written a letter as late as 1033.

Izumi Shikibu Nikki is today considered among the principal works of Japanese poetry from the Heian court.  Shikibu’s poetic autobiography, Izumi Shikibu Shū, passed down in several versions containing from 647 to 902 poems, is also considered the single most prominent work by any individual poet of the Heian-period.

There is some suggestion in subsequent Japanese literature that Shikibu spent her final few years devoted to an ascetic Buddhist life. But her writings allude to many lovers and to a life of passion, once commenting, “my very eyes feel amorous.” And they also contain momentary reflections on loneliness, abandonment, and laments for those who preceded her in death. Together, these reveal insights into the passionate heart of a woman who was both an unhesitating and independent spirit, and yet very much the cultural product of her own era in Japanese history.

Poems by Izumi Shikibu from: The Ink Dark Moon: Love Poems by Onono Komachi and Izumi ShikibuWomen of the Ancient Court of Japan, translated by Jane Hirshfield and Mariko Aratani (1990).

 

秋までの命も知らず春の野に萩の古枝をやくとやくかな

aki made no
inoti mo sirazu
Faru no no ni
Fagi no Furune wo
yaku to yaku kana

Into the Autumn
Will life last? I know not!
So in Spring’s fields
Old bush clover’s growth
Will I devote myself to burning.

 

君こふる心はちゞに碎くれど一もうせぬ物にぞありける

kimi koFuru
kokoro Fa tidi ni
kudakuredo
Fitotu mo usenu
mono ni zo arikeru

In love with you
My heart has many
Worries, yet
Not a single one
Would I be without.

 

我といかでつれなくなりて心みむつらき人こそ忘れ難けれ

ware to ikade
turenakunarite
kokoro mimu
turaki Fito koso
wasuregatakere

Somehow I
Would become hard-hearted-
Give it a try!
Even a heartless man
Is impossible to forget.

 

*Written while watching her grandchildren upon the death of her daughter in 1025:
とゞめおきて誰をあはれと思ふらん子はまさるらん子はまさりけり

todome okite
tare wo aFare to
omoFuran
ko Fa masaruran
ko Fa masarikeri

Left behind,
Who, fondly, do
You think upon, I wonder.
Worse for the children, perhaps.
Worst to lose my child.

 

夕暮は物ぞ悲しき鐘の音をあすも聞べき身とし知らねば

yuFugure Fa
mono zo kanasiki
kane no woto
asu mo kikubeki
mi to si siraneba

Evening is
Most sad;
For the bell tolls-
And if I’ll hear it on the morrow
I know not.

 

立ちのぼる煙につけて思ふかないつまた我を人のかく見ん

tatinoboru
keburi ni tukete
omoFu kana
itu mata ware wo
Fito no kaku min

Rising to the skies
With the smoke I send
My thoughts:
Sometime hence I
Will appear to folk like this.

 

 

 

Creative Space

My office (now dust free), as viewed from where I’m writing this, at the computer to the right of the last photo:

Talking to someone in Japan earlier today, she mentioned having rearranged her apartment to move her work table next to a sliding door in the living room, overlooking the street outside.   She said that considering how much time she spent on her laptop, she had come to appreciate the light and the occasional distraction.

It reminded me that apart from the US, I’ve always lived in fairly small spaces.  I think the apartment in Vancouver that I leased for near a decade was about 450 square-feet.  It always encouraged making my bed and keeping the kitchen clean, as they were pretty much adjacent to each other.  But it was bright, and the little living room and balcony where I’d set up my own laptop had views out to the Granville Island Public Market.

In Japan, inner-city dwellings can be fairly compact.  However, my place in Tokyo was in a north-eastern district, far enough from the central city that it was a little easier to find something in which to spread out a bit.  The apartment that I bought there was new and comfortable, but it didn’t exactly have the best view of the city.  Ironically, I’ve probably written more in the hotel rooms I’ve stayed in since selling the place.

Work has usually determined what my home office space has contained and how it was arranged.  In my last place, it was larger.  But it mostly housed work-related equipment, and bookshelves filled with industrial catalogs and reference documents.  It was a work-space, and that was pretty much it.

When I’d write creatively back then, sometimes for a now defunct website or early-on here at WP, it would usually be in the living room, near a wood stove in the winters, and on a laptop or tablet-and-keyboard.  And after direct flights between my home and Vancouver stopped, I’d sometimes write while waiting for a connection at Sea-Tac airport.

Downsizing into a much smaller house upon retiring a few years back, it seemed counter to the prevalent attitude among Americans that “more is better”.  But it’s nice feeling like there’s nowhere for anything to hide… not even the dust.  Likewise, it encourages keeping the bed made and the kitchen clean.  And it’s also encouraged making my home-office into a little more welcoming and creative space.

The Amazing Life of Barbara Millicent Roberts

If you’re a sheltered male, you’ve likely never heard of Barbara Millicent Roberts. However, she was a non-partisan presidential candidate in the last three general elections, and I’m seriously considering her as a write-in for 2020 if she doesn’t appear on this year’s state ballot.

Born in 1959 in Willows, Wisconsin, Ms. Roberts might be considered by some as a representative of “the establishment” due to her age.  However, while she’s certainly not the figure of her youth, she has built herself a résumé far in excess of the mere Ivy-League law-degrees behind most contemporary politicians.

Early on, Ms. Roberts started her career as a teenage fashion model and became known as an Olympic skier in the  mid 1970’s. After graduation from Manhattan International High School in New York City, she became a flight-attendant while pursuing a medical degree.  She also modeled for the artists, Andy Warhol and Al Carbee, with images of her appearing on the covers of the magazines, Vogue and Super Model, as well as in the Musée des Arts Décoratifs, in Paris.

However, Ms. Roberts has also appeared on the covers of Forbes and Time magazines. She earned her medical degree in 1988 while also moving herself to the front of the jetliner. In 1990 she was among the first female commercial pilots in the United States, and then served as an Air Force pilot from 1991 to 1993, and was considered as an astronaut.  She became a Pediatric Physician in 1994 while continuing to fly commercial aircraft through 1999, and is presently an astrophysicist.

Ms. Roberts also serves as the CEO of her own highly successful fashion-related business venture, which is presently estimated to be worth well over a billion-dollars.  Regardless, she has continued to pursue her passions.  She began SCUBA-diving in 1994, sky-diving in 2000, and raced cars from 1998 to 2009. She is an avid traveler, speaks several languages including fluent Spanish, and has served as an ambassador to UNICEF.

Admittedly, Ms. Roberts has found herself at the center of some controversy. Much relates to her earlier years as a model and with her association to commercial fashion, bringing a rebuke by some that she’s little more than a promoter of consumer capitalism. She has also been critiqued for an on-again/off-again love relationship, and an alleged liaison with a controversial personality from the US armed-forces.

Ms. Roberts supporters, however, counter that she has been an affirming roll-model for generations of young women with high aspirations. Born one of four daughters of first-generation German immigrants of modest means, she has nevertheless maintained her independence while pursuing her own ambitions and cultivating constructive relationships with a diverse group of friends and associates.

Style, ambition, achievement, wealth… Barbara Millicent Roberts’ life has embodied both the youthful energy and the lofty ideals of the American Dream that so many Americans seem to have lost. So should I step into the voting booth in 2020 and find that the two prevailing powers are once again asking me to choose from the best of the worst, Barbara Millicent Roberts will have my vote.