Seizing Possibilities

Seizing Possibilities
Seizing Possibilities
Showing posts with label Japan; reflections; Okinawa; earthquake; tsunami; culture; people; 2011; Ocean's Park Expo; Okinawan Village;. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Japan; reflections; Okinawa; earthquake; tsunami; culture; people; 2011; Ocean's Park Expo; Okinawan Village;. Show all posts

Sunday, March 20, 2011

New Zealand, the essence of magnificence

Today in an effort to reach across the ocean in conjunction with #blog4nz and help a land that is rich in culture, rich in natural beauty, rich in hospitality and all around loveliness I am doing a three day series on my week of adventure in New Zealand last August 2010 to exclaim, if you can, visit this incredible land the adventures that greet you will stay with you as the land and its people niggle their way into your heart!

Magical Mist
We flew into Christchurch from Sydney.  What a wonderful city! While the city might currently be limited in some ways to tourists I wanted to include it to bring you an essence and introduction of its land and its people.  The city the old juxtaposed against the new.   It was rainy that first night but not cold, perhaps I’d call it more of a heavy mist.   Stepping from our hotel in the dark mist, we started a walking tour of the area close to our hotel; walking just a few blocks when we came to the city center square where the lovely cathedral seemed to oversee the activity below.  The lights of the cathedral glowed in the mist making for a rather surreal yet magical atmosphere.  It was a lovely first encounter of the city.   
Silver Leaf Column
Finding many sculptures of art on the square brought a sense of the modern world to bear amidst the lovely architecture of older days.   The silver leaf column lit in the mist, dressed in blue and silver and the radiating light sculpture provided for the modern day interest.  Even a Starbucks on the corner was a new meeting the old housed in a beautiful old building.   
Lone Soul
Walking a bit further, the architecture seemed to add to the wonder; lit in the mist of the evening it created lovely sculpted facades and deep shadows of contrast.  Continuing our walk to the Bridge of Remembrance; its lit archway provided the framing for a lone person walking in the night, adding to the wondrous mystery of this new venture. 
Finally as I turn my back to the arch and walk down the store-lined street, I look upward; again I am amazed, the sculpted facades continue along with the modern edge of a hanging multicolored lit sculpture suspended over the street.  What else would this adventure hold?  Who else would I find in this fascinating city? 

The rain was still falling as morning came but that didn’t stop our exploration!  We visited the walking sights from yesterday as we headed to the botanical gardens, yes even in the deluge!   It was still lovely and there to greet us were the crocus of spring!
Waddling in the rain and always dressed for the weather were the ducks, the paradise shelduck drakes and hens, feeling quite at home in the rain.
 We continued our exploration to the arts and crafts area of the city and met lovely Marilyn Rea-Menzies, an amazing fiber artist.  She was warm and delightful and we exchanged information and have stayed connected on FaceBook.  Our tour guide, Andrea, is from the Rotorua area of New Zealand and was invaluable as we experienced the nation and land of New Zealand, I cannot speak highly enough of her; she is a wonderful representative of this land and its people.  The people in New Zealand are really the cream.  You not only have magnificent scenery but incredibly wonderful people.  We continued our walk that day, visiting the art museum and the Blue Pearl shop where we met still other wonderful people; the list goes on as we also enjoyed a home-hosted overnight stay as well as a local storyteller share a bit of history.  We took a bus tour of the city and chased a rainbow, quite literally, which seemed very fitting to think the pot of gold lay right here in New Zealand!  
Christchurch and New Zealand began to niggle its way into my heart quite quickly!  We traveled after our 3 days in Christchurch to Queenstown stopping first at the Tin Shed, then for a break and lunch at Lake Tekapo.  My, such beauty and we haven’t even been to “the gem” I was told not to miss.  Such loveliness!  Tomorrow Queenstown and beyond!

As usual for more photographs please see them on Flickr or Facebook!

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Reflections from Okinawa,Japan

Last Friday afternoon we kept hearing the constant drone of loudspeakers on the street outside the post.  We thought that it was just one of the political vans that they have here on Okinawa (after a while you just ignore them) but this one kept on all afternoon.  I happened to have my internet up while I was editing photographs and my sister, from Indiana, sent me a message telling me what had happened, that there was a large earthquake and tsunamis were to follow.  We were in “the zone” of warning.  Thankfully we only ended up having high water levels here.  I am especially grateful after seeing the photographs and video footage of the wall of water that lifted and moved houses off their foundations and large trucks all floating down roads in the power of the incoming tsunami leaving entire communities covered in mud and washed out to sea; even today there are so many people missing.  My heart is saddened by the sheer devastation and the continued dangers that remain.  I am moved to tears for the lovely land of which I am only a visitor.  When you spend time amidst a people they have a way of niggling their way into your heart.  As you watch children play in the sand or running through water fountains; others sifting through shells or admiring the lovely flowers; people resting on benches or visiting the same venues about a culture rich with fascinating history; you realize how much we have in common.
The Flower Strewn Path
The Wet Wait


The Blonde
Saturday came and I was thankful we could drive down the road, breathe the fresh air, feel the sun as it peeked through the cloud cover, and walk on dry land amidst flower strewn pathways.  What a stark contrast; and yet somehow your mind was never free of the pictures of devastation 970 miles north of here.  We spent the day at Ocean’s Park Expo where there didn’t seem to be the hustle and bustle of visits past, but nevertheless people, who like us, were not only trying to experience the moments of their culture but to try to put aside just for a few moments the visions we kept with us of the events on the main island.  As we stood looking across the water to the island of Ie, we saw four military helicopters heading north, only then were we shaken back from our momentary escape from reality.  We were always only a thought away anyway with the Okinawan’s gracious manners and their concern for us voiced in English, as they smiled at the children, making sure we knew of their concern since we were and still are under a tsunami warning.  How can you not love them!
Helicopter Heading North

Here are a few photographs from the Okinawan Village and the grounds at Ocean’s Park Expo. 
Silent Memories
Ready
The Lute Line
Intertwined Connections


The events that have taken place here in Japan have been rather overwhelming for me.  While I am nearly 1000 miles from the devastation here in Okinawa, I cannot keep them very far from my thoughts amidst personal concerns for my family here.  The situation is very fluid and we are currently in uncharted territory.  Keep Japan and its people in your thoughts and prayers.
Hibiscus Call


Additional photographs can be seen on flickr and Facebook.