{"id":4395,"date":"2017-12-26T13:49:29","date_gmt":"2017-12-26T04:49:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/persimmon-dreams.com\/blog\/?p=4395"},"modified":"2017-12-26T14:02:17","modified_gmt":"2017-12-26T05:02:17","slug":"christmas-hiker-sitting-in-a-tree","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/persimmon-dreams.com\/blog\/2017\/12\/26\/christmas-hiker-sitting-in-a-tree\/","title":{"rendered":"Christmas hiker sitting in a tree"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Christmas Day, 2017. There was rain through the night, but clouds were expected to clear off early in the morning, and we were expecting blue sunshiny skies. We weren’t sure exactly how cold it had gotten, overnight, up on Aozasa Mountain (1550 m), and weren’t sure whether we’d meet up with snow—or maybe even drifts of snow . . . and we remembered, from last year, snow up to our hips.<\/p>\n

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As always, red-coat jizo welcomed us to the neighborhood.<\/p>\n

And it was that beautiful round face of his—or\u00a0hers<\/em> . . .<\/p>\n

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. . . and<\/em> the beautiful blue sky that was\u00a0everywhere<\/em> that together—the roundness and the blue together—brought the photograph taken by the crew of Apollo 17 in 1972, the one famously called “the blue marble,” into my mind . . .<\/p>\n

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. . . made me understand—or maybe, feel keenly, <\/em>is a better way of putting it—how that single image could, in a moment, have affected so strongly the perceptions and a shifting consciousness\u00a0 of so many.<\/p>\n

An atmosphere of swirling white that knows no borders.\u00a0 And no point on the surface of that slick blue globe from which you could ever imagine yourself walking in a straight line, the sort of straight line that would lead you to a place that you could declare your very own, a place you might “own.”<\/p>\n

Private Idahos on the blue marble?<\/p>\n

No. At least I can’t imagine it.<\/p>\n

And no, not all, not everyone, but many.<\/p>\n

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Ended up that there wasn’t any<\/em> snow up on the trail. Just the blue and and that sunshine, and the roundest of the round things, the one that seems to circle around us wherever\u00a0 we go.<\/p>\n

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Yes, I’m refering to our dearest of friends, the one and only Fuji-kun.<\/p>\n

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Along the main Aozasa ridge we walked, for more than an hour, the whole time Fuji-kun right there on our left shoulder.<\/p>\n

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All along the way, we felt, right there with us, embracing us, the blue . . .<\/p>\n

\"\". . . and Fuji-kun.<\/p>\n

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The blue . . .<\/p>\n

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. . . and Fuji-kun.<\/p>\n

If you can read the top part of wooden sign (currently Fuji-kun’s bellybutton), you know we’re now standing at 1550 meters, which of course, is the top of Aozasa. If we spin about, counter-clockwise,\u00a0we can gaze out on the bay in front of the city of Fuji<\/span> . . .<\/p>\n

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. . . and if we spin a bit more, the mouth of the Abe River.<\/p>\n

Nice.<\/p>\n

Well, when you’ve got roundness<\/em> in your head, you tend to see it in places you’ve never see it in before. Along the ridge, we came to . . .<\/p>\n

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. . . this tree. Yes, we’ve walked this ridge a dozen times, and never spotted these big fat branches. These big fat\u00a0round\u00a0<\/em>branches.<\/p>\n

And what’s that sitting there, sitting right there on the bottom branch. Why, indeed, it’s our good friend Fuji-kun—and he’s brought all the blue with him.<\/p>\n

Now\u00a0who<\/em> could pass up an opportunity to sit in a tree with Fuji-kun and that perfect blue?<\/p>\n

Certainly not a Hearty Hiker.<\/p>\n

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Hiker and Fuji sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G<\/p>\n

First comes love . . .<\/p>\n

Then . . .<\/p>\n

Wait a minute. Once you’ve found the love, what else is there of any consequence? Once you’ve found the love, everything else\u00a0 works itself out.<\/p>\n

Once you’ve found the love, then you see there are no straight lines, then you understand that a story always has an “arc”—it brings you\u00a0round.<\/em><\/p>\n

Round to the ONE.<\/p>\n

Which is where compassion lives.<\/p>\n

Hope you’re having, or have had, A Merry and Round and Very Blue Christmas.<\/p>\n

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Christmas Day, 2017. There was rain through the night, but clouds were expected to clear off early in the morning, and we were expecting blue sunshiny skies. We weren’t sure exactly how cold it had gotten, overnight, up on Aozasa Mountain (1550 m), and weren’t sure whether we’d meet up with snow—or maybe even drifts … Continue reading Christmas hiker sitting in a tree<\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4395","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/persimmon-dreams.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4395","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/persimmon-dreams.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/persimmon-dreams.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/persimmon-dreams.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/persimmon-dreams.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4395"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/persimmon-dreams.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4395\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4415,"href":"https:\/\/persimmon-dreams.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4395\/revisions\/4415"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/persimmon-dreams.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4395"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/persimmon-dreams.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4395"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/persimmon-dreams.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4395"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}