Away from home, I am present, and I feel the vibration of different gods if that is a term one might use for how one integrates what one meets. In Japan, I felt the Shinto gods, the gods of nature, wind, fire, water, earth. I felt the modern god of Shinkansen, the Japanese bullet train that ties cities together like orchids on a stem.
And yet this is my place. I knew I needed to go to the beach yesterday to fully return. The tide was the lowest I've seen. A woman was enchanted by a glowing creature caught under a rock in a tide pool, bioluminescence. She was taking pictures, told me of the wrong turn they had taken that led them to this beach, and now, this. Bioluminescence, a glowing. Was that how I appeared in Japan, or is it here that I glow, here, caught in the perceived safety of my own creation merged with what I know, home?
