I’m going to talk about my relationship with The Book of Ichigo Ichie: The Art of Making the Most of Every Moment, the Japanese Way by Hector Garcia and Francesc Miralles.
First off…I love this book. If it were legal to marry books I would marry this one. This book is my soul mate.
What did I love about this book? I loved that it told me about the concept of Ichigo Ichie. I love any book that makes me think about enjoying the moment. I love any book that tells me how to explore things with all my senses. I love any book that reminds me that it’s OK to slow down and not multi task. Ladies and Gentlemen, this is true love…this it romance…this is sensuality…this is how I want to spend the rest of my life…me and this book…
I also have an affinity for things associated with the Japanese culture. I’m going to assume that this was the book I was talking about when I wrote Tuesday’s blog post- the timing fits. What’s also funny is that the exhibit that I wanted to see at the Met that day was focused on Japan.
Japanese Tea Ceremony room- recreated at the Met. Gorgeous, meditative Japanese art…THAT was an exhibit I could have sat in all day and just be in the moment…Walking through the galleries that day- just perfect. If there was a world where I could marry the book, it would be the same world that would let me live at the Met in the Japan section.
Do you know what else happens in April in NYC? Remember I’m reading the book, looking at the exhibit, and going to the Botanic Garden for Cherry Blossoms…Sakura Matsuri…This would be my yearly vacation- sleeping under the stars and the cherry blossoms for that very short window of cherry blossom opportunity..
Of course, we know tea would be my beverage of choice- including the whole ceremony thing. This is how the book and I would spend every anniversary…sitting on little stools drinking tea and savoring the flavors and the high notes and the low notes.
So here’s all these things converging- museum exhibits, cherry blossoms, tea, and a handbook about how to enjoy all these things to the fullest.
I have found my life path….
Am I culturally appropriating all of this?
Do I have the right to covet all these things from a culture not my own?
Am I a fraud?
When I slip on my pink flowered kimono and sip from my cherry blossom inspired mug, and I engaging in an unpardonable sin?
Do I just not know enough about any of these things to enjoy them?
Are the PC police going to charge me with enjoying things that I have NO RIGHT to enjoy?
What is the boundary between appreciating something and wanting to make it part of your life, and taking it over?
Should I turn in my Japanese inspired items, flush my tea away, stop reading about this simple way of life?
Or should I just enjoy the things that spark joy…