Partook in a traditional Shinto ceremony today. The boy in the first photo and his family are moving somewhere else and demolishing their house/rebuilding so they did something called a cleaning ceremony. Afterwards we ate heaps and talked about our respective countries. Ive felt so welcomed and touched by the people I’ve met here and the generosity of these people. I’ll never forget it.
Two excerpts from Miranda July’s “we think alone” project:
"I’m trying to keep a journal on this trip. Historically I have done really poorly with a journal. The idea of writing without an audience seemed futile at best and like a bad voice over on a cancelled ABC show at worst. When I was little I left my journal out, open, for my parents to find (then hid behind the counter waiting for them to read it so I could be incensed.) But somehow my book makes every piece of writing feel as though it has an eventual home (maybe that’s how your album feels?) and gives record-keeping a kind of fullness it never had before. Which is good, because my old move was to write these long belabored emails to people at home and find a way to enjoy my travels by imagining them imagining me enjoying my travels. I think I can enjoy my travels on my own this time, but I did have one revelation:
I was walking through a beautiful Indian garden this morning (Lodi garden! The oldest in the city! It looks like if someone crushed Versailles with a giant Doc Marten) and passed a big green pond with a dozen disorderly swans. All the old people in my party were cooing about the swans but I was focused on this young couple, late teens or early twenties, curled up on a bench talking really animatedly. We spent 40 minutes walking around the garden and when we circled back they were still there, chatting like fiends. And And I thought of you, like always, and I felt I could spend four days on a bench with you and it wouldn’t be enough time to hear all the stories you have to tell— I literally want to know everything you have ever seen and what you felt like while you were seeing it. And I will be so much better my whole life for knowing those things. I love you.”
- Lena Dunham
"you are a good enough person. i learned from my marriage (and from watching mark with michelle) that remaining in a relationship to make yourself a better person usually makes you a more odious person; it also can’t hold up very long.
I met an amazing choreographer at Yaddo — an 80 year old woman; Sally Gross. From NY. She told me that I was young. That there was enough time in my life for everything.”
Goodbye Beijing and beiwei. You have given my both amazing and horrible experiences, but really, what does it matter when at the end you have a nice tan and a Disney princess polaroid set to take with you? (at BFSU International Exchange Center East Guest Building)
Temple of heaven is one of the most calming, beautiful and life affirming places I’ve ever been to. It’s uniform in its approach but organised and tended to so perfectly. It felt like I was in a garden on another planet. I sat down in the grass for about an hour and thought of everything I had done and seen on this trip. It was enough to make my head explode.
Running on very few hours sleep and desp for wifi leads to shameless tiramisu Starbucks. My self loathing and consumerist guilt is high! but I’m pretty satisfied!