Apr 272021
 

Six months ago, we landed in France planning to rent for a few months and then finding a place to put down roots long-term.

As life continues to remind me, most things rarely go as planned…. First, there is COVID with lockdowns and difficulties in being able to explore areas. Then, there is a lack of knowing exactly what we want. More importantly, there is the Footner element that requires fluidity and flexibility in any type of planning.

It doesn’t mean that there isn’t eventually follow-through, it just means that the timing and commitment to a decision may not happen as one (I) might prefer/desire/hope/dream!

Therefore, for various reasons, we leave on Sunday for what I’m now calling Phase II of our European settlement adventure.

Where are we going?

We will be heading to a small town in the province of Umbria, Italy.

Why are we going there?

Well, the short answer is because we paid a good chunk of cash to ensure that we can get visas. Although, by some weird twist of fate, M has already gotten his French visa, I have yet to hear anything regarding mine. My “free” 90-days stay has long passed, which causes me a bit of strife even though I do have a registration number and can be here as a former EU citizen’s spouse. However, the complications of Brexit, etc. make me less comfortable with those mere threads of bureaucratic legitimacy, so off to Italy we go where I already have an agreement for a residency visa there for at least the next five years – renewable.

What does that mean exactly?

It means that we have to have a ‘residence’ in Italy to legitimize the visa and all other paperwork and status comes through Italy instead of France, as we had originally planned. Thus, we need to head to Italy for a month or so to get the paperwork done and to move forward with our settling in Europe. We have a place rented, though we may find a larger space as our aim is to have a “winter” home there as well as an address to send our stuff that is still in Japan. There are worse things to plan, I’m sure! πŸ˜›

I have made M promise that we are coming back to this area of France as my new friends are here and I don’t want to just disappear. Though, he has put some typically “Footner” twists into the Phase III plans, but since those could change by the time I finish this post, I won’t bother to put it down into print just yet. πŸ˜‰

So, Europe Phase I has been lovely and definitely worth the Japan departure six months ago. My French is coming along fairly well, though I have started an online class to improve my speaking and listening. I figured it was a good time to do so since I’ll be away from any chance of being exposed to it while in Italy and I don’t plan to learn more than a few words in Italian so as not to get too comfortable!

~T πŸ˜€

Apr 152021
 

Disclaimer: only a semi-informed view creating my opinion

I’m not a political analyst. I’m not a broadcasting soap-box speaker. I’m not a religious fanatic. I’m not a great conspiracy theorist – though I do love a good theory! In fact, I’m not anybody other than a concerned citizen who has a little bit of knowledge about a lot of things – none of which amount to much.

If you haven’t read the Book of Revelation, the last book of the Bible, then it might be an interesting read in the context of the past year. More importantly, though, just put on a rational, unemotionally-charged, objective hat for the time-being.

Imagine:

You’ve gotten COVID-19. Your body managed to fight it off, but from the day of your positive test you are required to carry a card with you showing that you have been infected. This card prevents you from going into undesignated supermarkets. You are no longer allowed to attend public events like concerts, shows, performances, or the like. You may not enter museums, libraries or any other cultural or public facility. Basically, all you will be allowed to do is work – probably only from home -, and go only where your card is accepted.

How do you feel considering a world like this? You’d be part of a minority population that is not allowed to live life like other people, but it’s for the sake of the greater good. I mean, after all, lepers were pushed into island communities, native inhabitants of lands were pushed onto reservations, history has shown that it has been done, ignored, and accepted.

Still don’t like it?

Well, the concept of this quietly growing acceptance of a ‘green’ passport/certificate is no different. It’s already started with the proud selfies of those bragging about getting their vaccines and showing their cards as proof. People selfishly express their hope for the ‘green’ implementation if it means their lives go back to “normal”. Self-righteous expressions on social media and other online platforms aggressively dismiss and defy any sense of logic, empathy, or rationality of what this means.

A COVID-19 vaccine will be considered the expected ‘green’ pass to return to a life that people think will be ‘normal’. When masses started calling the pandemic way of life the “new norm”, it drove me crazy. When masses started claiming wearing a mask, social distancing, and isolation was for the benefit of others, it drove me crazy. When masses started raving that getting vaccinated is the golden ticket to being able to have life as we knew it, it. drove. me. crazy. It ALL drives me crazy.

People shout about a belief in science. People shout about a desire to be able to live again. People shout about what they want to be able to do again…. me, me, me, me. Yet, these arguments and conversations deny reality and truth.

As of today, 2.1% of COVID-19 cases result in deaths, leaving an 82% recovery rate. An even smaller percentage of side effects in the vaccines have been discovered and YET we are still encouraged to carry on. A minority group is defining the rules and actions of the a majority that could have and still could carry on as actually normal.

My point? How is it that something that has an extremely small percentage of death to a minority population of people has caused nations to shut down, businesses to collapse, lives lost from the decisions made surrounding the pandemic, etc. etc.? The impact on the majority to protect a minority has been so disproportional and YET NO ONE talks about that! (Yes, that was a little shout there. πŸ˜‰ )

So, then, let’s play out what this all-saving ‘green’ passport/certificate will actually do.

IF you have not been sick and chosen not to get vaccinated, you will not have said pass. Without the card, you cannot go into supermarkets. You cannot go to public events or use public/cultural facilities. This ‘green’ pass will be your “mark of the beast” in Revelation terminology. Israel has already started to implement this, but the disparity that is resulting has already started to show itself. While it may not yet be a currency replacement, it is far too easily becoming a gate-pass. In this case, the majority rules the minority, but only because it is more convenient for the powers that be.

Let’s continue along this path. Right now, vaccinations are free. However, in time, variants will continue to increase; therefore, regular updates of the vaccine will be required. Therefore, your ‘green’ pass will need to be regularly updated, but over time it will cost to get the shot. It might start at a small amount, but – as is already in the UK – it costs over Β£100 for one COVID test – not even the vaccine. At the moment, people who want to travel must have at least two tests since the vaccine cannot yet be required. Thus, to travel, an extra Β£200 some is required on top of flight/train fares. Over time, just as we have accepted taxes or increase oil prices affecting ticket fares, we will come to accept the cost of a test or vaccine to go anywhere – except this will also be required to live daily FREE life.

What happens to those who cannot afford it?

People were already struggling to make ends meet before the world shut down. Now, either people have become even more dependent on the government welfare systems or gone into further debt, or in whatever way worsened their financial stability thanks to our economic shutdown for, let me remind you, 2.1% of a population dying – most of whom are not contributors to the economy anyway. So, this minority group has controlled the majority, but will draw disparity lines even further when considering how will people who have already been struggling be able to afford regular tests and vaccines to continue to work, travel, or live daily FREE life?

The answer is – they won’t.

So, while the masses can cry out that they’ll do anything just so life can return to normal (for them), or that everyone should do what is right (so the masses can see their families or go on vacations again), not a single person that I know has shown an iota of care, concern, sympathy or (dare I expect) empathy towards what all of this is leading to. I wanted to blame it on uneducated minds, but the truth is that the finger cannot be so easily pointed outward. Rather, it’s about the selfishness, short-sightedness, and self-serving mentality of individuals who have lost sight of humanity, decency and what it means to be a society of people, where the majority should consider and care for the minority because we are all part of one human race.

Not Unto Ourselves Alone Are We Born

Non Nobis Solum Nati Sumus ~ Cicero

Who knew I would be quoting my undergraduate alma mater’s motto, but perhaps it is not a coincidence that I do so…

~ T

 Posted by at 23:36
Apr 102021
 

I’ve been talking about adding another tattoo for a while and it seemed as if I was just going to talk about it rather than do it. I had some hesitations as the location is known to be one of the most painful places to put a tattoo, and another friend who has done quite a bit of ink work on his body strongly recommended that I reconsider.

During lockdown in Tokyo, I started to look at tattoo artists on Instagram as I pondered.

I knew that I wanted a red dragon as I’ve wanted to enhance my second one that was meant to have a clear red dragon in it.

Tattoo #2

I also knew that I wanted to put the chakras with the dragon as yoga introduced me to the idea of energy spots in the body and they guide me in my meditation practice.

When we decided to move to France, I wasn’t sure that I would be able to decide on the ink job as I don’t speak French well enough and don’t know the process well. However, when a new friend mentioned that her mom had gotten a tattoo for a recent birthday, I decided to look into it. So, I started to follow the artist online and look into the studio.

Amnesia Tattoo Shop – Lorgues

Thanks to Instagram messenger, Google translate, and a bit of globalization that has led to people learning English in formal school, we were able to communicate. It did require a bit of faith in her skills as I didn’t see the actual design until the day of, but when I did I knew that I was in the right place!

Every time I look at it, I see it differently and appreciate it more. Some have asked what the chakras are and others have questioned why I would want a dragon on my body or why it is red rather than the more expected black outlined style. My answer to all of that is – why not?

Still, I will attempt to explain a bit what it all means and what I am learning from it.

First, I was born in the year of the dragon – or at least that is what I believe according to paperwork. The year of 1976 is said to be with the fire element. If you believe in these things, a fire (red) dragon is meant to be the least ideal for an Asian girl to be born under. When I consider my own personality, I find it clicks with me quite well.

So, the type of dragon was a bit important to me as I did not want the typical Asian-style dragon that one sees on many shoulder or Ukiyo-e style tattoos. As a woman, I also wanted it to have a slightly feminine aspect to it – or as much as a dragon can have. Therefore, this standing up version is great.

Also, to include the chakras, I wasn’t sure if they would be swirling colors interrupting the body shape, but the artist has cleverly put them inside the body, which follows some story tales where a dragon would protect gems/jewels in its scales. So, the chakras being placed along the tummy of the body in this case suits my love of tales and an image of it as a protector of the chakra energies.

Even though the west has somehow demonized the dragon, the east has held it in a kind of awe. The reason why women born in the year of the dragon are not desirable is because they are powerful, wise, and knowledgeable which are not traditionally considered to be the “perfect matchmaking” qualities. As a woman of the modern world, I fully embrace the Asian side of me that encompasses the strength of a dragon. Further, I am happy to identify with the qualities of a fire dragon as:

The Fire Dragon

The Fire Dragon represents transmutation, energy and mastery. As your power animal, he lends you enthusiasm, courage vitality. Your inner fires will ignite. He will help you handle and overcome obstacles. He is a strong protector and will offer you leadership and mastery. He will assist you by giving you greater strength as you achieve your goals.

https://www.spiritanimal.info/dragon-spirit-animal/

So, that is why I have this marking on my body.

In terms of the process itself, well, it took about eight hours with a 40 minute lunch break included. I only really struggled with the pain the last 40 minutes when not only was my right side starting to get sore from lying still on it for so long, but also the going over again with the red ink was starting to wear. Still, it didn’t hurt nearly as much as I had expected based on advice. My pain threshold is rather high and further proved by this. The artist was absolutely amazing with her technique and kindness. She expressed her love of the art well in the process. I did, also, distract myself with Netflix. πŸ˜€

It takes about a month to heal in full, so I’m now just about two weeks. I’ve taken a picture most days to follow the healing process, but after the initial scabbing there hasn’t been much discomfort. I’ve used some foam cleanser called Derma Tattoo for the first week or so, but then keep it moisturized with coconut oil. With my sensitive skin, there has been a bit of a reaction when I use anything too soon over the Derma Tattoo, so I have stopped using it during the past week and just applied the coconut oil, which seems to be effective enough.

Below is my 1-second-a-day video so far of the process. πŸ˜€

Truth be told, I’m already considering another one, but it’ll be a while…. πŸ˜›

~T πŸ˜€

 Posted by at 18:39
Apr 082021
 

As I cannot breathe through my nose, thanks to allergies, it is even easier to hear me exhale loudly and fully release the dark energies that can easily enter my body and mind.

I’m not a shy person, and I have no aversion to speaking my mind. However, what I have realized (again) is that it doesn’t always serve a meaningful purpose to open my mouth or do anything other than smile and listen.

Since I have arrived in France, and we have settled in with our friends, I have found myself getting caught up in their personal lives. Some are more dramatic than others. Some are more negative than others. Some are more “normal” than others. No matter the situation, the reality is that I do not need to spend time or energy on judging or speculating on their lives. Obviously, if I were asked to be involved, that would be a different kind of conversation, but that is not what I speak of in this case.

I am reminded of Mrs. Rachel Lynde from one of my all-time favorite stories, Anne of Green Gables, who was constantly all up in other people’s business whether or not anyone wanted her to be. While outwardly everyone dislikes her character, we know that she represents a side of every one of us – unless we choose to deny the admittance of this truth. Still, I find that the constancy of being involved in that which is not ours to be so is exhausting and rather depressing, if I’m honest. The frustrating aspect of Mrs. Lynde is that she never stops to consider that perhaps her nose is too regularly plugged up to realize that her breath is never full and so the exhale is never truly cleansing of the dark energies that can fill the body and mind.

Thankfully, I am not that character. Being able to recognize that certain behaviors and thought patterns are not beneficial is a gift that I cherish and am thankful to have been given awareness of. Still, it is easy to get caught up in the whirl of chaos that gets spun.

It is often a point of ponder as to how people manage to maintain an even keel when so much of the world is a swirling dirt cloud like Pig-Pen. It’s easier to see how we can get sucked into the vortex of despair and dismay when social media perpetuates like-mindedness without an off-button, or opportunity, to change the lens filter to realize that there are differing (and acceptable) points of views that are just as legitimate and logical as those we may think, for the moment, are the right ones.

I recently re-listened to the audiobook version of The Hill We Climb by Amanda Gorman. Like most of the world, I am in awe of her words and presence. She feels like a gift and that whiff of air that forces us to breathe deeply because we want to take in more of the scent of hope and inspiration that she has put out into the universe.

This is the kind of inhalation I want to have that breaks past the blockages of my nose so that the light and hope can enter my body and mind. I’m more than happy to push pause on the words that I may be unnecessarily spewing out and reset so that the energy shades I release are ones that further spread the light, joy, and hope into the world in which I am blessed to exist in.

~T πŸ˜€

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