The World is not Good or Bad, it just Is. And that is all it has to be.

Photo #806: Blown GrassLocation Taken: Arcadia, Michigan
Time Taken: January 2011

Have you ever seen or heard or watched anything that just filled you with peace?

I’ve been watching an anime called Mushi-Shi lately. It’s… how to describe it… tales of Mushi, strange creatures that exist at the edge of reality, and of Ginko, who studies them.

It’s in many ways a show that could only be made by a culture like Japan. Each episode deals with a different place where Mushi and humans happen to come together, for good or bad. Ginko helps where he can, or just experiences. Sometimes there’s action, but more often it’s just an exploration of the situation. There’s no over-arching story, no grand finale, just little tales of existence touched by something that doesn’t exist in the viewer’s reality.

It’s also set in a pre-industrial Japanese setting, with traditional houses and ways of living. Especially the traditional ways of accepting that the world isn’t always understandable, that things exist that will affect your lives in many ways, and sometimes it’s better to learn to live with them rather than fight against them.

It’s this particular attitude that suffuses the entire show, a feeling that this is just how things are, and while we may and can smooth our way, there is peace in accepting that things out there have their own patterns of life.

Bah, I’m really not sure if I’m describing it at all well. It’s such a peculiar show, one that seeps into your soul, whether you believe you possess one or not.

The first season came out in 2006, which is around when I first encountered it. I literally finished watching the last episode for the first time about an hour ago. I can’t take more than a handful of episodes at a time. It fills up my brain and soul and starts spilling over, and I must give myself time to absorb it.

If you want to watch it, you can find it here, on the distributor’s site, available for free but with ads. There’s also a second season that started airing fairly recently, on the much better Crunchyroll platform.

I do recommend checking it out. Especially when things are overwhelming, and you need a balm for your soul.

  

I was promised rain and gloomy days!

Photo #805: Bright SunLocation Taken: Chicago, Illinois
Time Taken: January 2008

Some days I really wish I wasn’t allergic to sunlight…

There’s just something really sad about having trouble with the source of the energy that powers just about all life on this planet. I think I’ve seen and read enough tales about people who can’t stand the Source of Life to know it rarely ends well for them. For one thing, they’re usually not the good guys in those stories…

Oh, and all those stories about Seattle never seeing the sun? That doesn’t apply during the summer. It’s been oh-so-very sunny lately. All sorts of marvelous days for biking and picnicking and swimming and whatever it is normal people do. In related news, I’ve spent most of this past week avoiding going outside when I have a choice…

  

A Slip of the Mind

Photo #804: Open TrunkLocation Taken: Baltimore, Maryland
Time Taken: May 2008

Sometimes it’s amazing what people can forget.

Wallets left on the dresser. Keys in the car. Children in grocery stores.

And, on rare occasions, things as simple as closing your trunk.

You’d think this driver would have noticed, what with how noisy driving on a highway at high speeds is.

  

I Officially Stopped Caring at 3:16 This Afternoon

Photo #803: Lots Of FlowersLocation Taken: Garfield Park Conservatory, Chicago
Time Taken: April 2008

Bah, I don’t feel like writing. Don’t really feel like doing much of anything. Today has been brought to me by the letter “Meh”.

So yeah, have a flower!

What the hey, have lots of flowers! Go and, I dunno, look at them or something.

  

The Sweet Joy of Contentment

Photo #802: Long ViewLocation Taken: Cypress Hills, Saskatchewan, Canada
Time Taken: June 2010

If you haven’t noticed, I’m a big fan of meditation and similar calming techniques. My goal in life isn’t to be happy, it’s to be content with everything.

Contentness is a lot easier to maintain than happiness. Happiness usually requires an escalating spiral of growth and discovery, while contentness can stay at one level the whole time. When the spiral collapses, when things go wrong, as they always seem to do at some point, happy people fall far faster and further than content ones. The highs of a content life may not be as soaring as the happy life, but it weathers the lows far far smoother.

It also leads you to appreciate the everyday things, from a good cup of tea to a lovely view to even things like counting how many people on your bus are staring at their phone. I’m not constantly striving to create a better life for myself, I find the one I’m currently living interesting enough for my tastes. It’s not perfect, and there’s still enough things I want out there that I do have goals, but I am still content just about all the time.

There is one downside to the content life. It tends to be pretty boring to talk about. Few people want to hear about how long you played with your dog, or that you read three chapters in that one book, or that you tried a good cheese the other day. Everyday joys are, well, everyday. They do not excite the soul the same way the grand dreams do.

But for me, for now, I delight in the everyday.