Komorebi is the interplay between light and leaves when sunlight shines through trees.
– Source: Huffington Post
There is something beautiful about the way the sunlight shines through the trees. I cannot deny that. In fact, there is something almost calming and fascinating with the way things fade. The way light shines in darkness and the relationship in which one cannot exist without the other. For me, I enjoy the silhouettes of the shadows formed on the ground below, covering fallen leaves like paint on canvas. It’s just so hauntingly beautiful.
I first watched this video in March 2015. When I was in the midst of confusion about my future because I had decided not to continue pursuing law. Nothing much has changed but I suppose that no matter what stage of life we are at, we will always be unsure of our future. That’s just how things are. And sometimes, there are no words to describe what I feel.
I wrote about Komorebi 5 years ago on my old and now non-existent blog but I decided to reintroduce it again here. Words comfort me, regardless of its origin. That’s why I love writing. It’s therapeutic for me. Almost like a drug. When inspiration hits, I’m like wildfire. The nerves in my brain hit overdrive and sparks of electricity tingle down my spine. I know I’ve written a good piece because I feel it in my bones, and the words are pulsing through my veins. But for today, I will introduce another Japanese word that I have fallen in love with. Wabi-sabi.
Wabi-sabi refers to a way of living that focuses on finding beauty within the imperfections of life and peacefully accepting the natural cycle of growth and decay.
– Source: The Odessy Online
It’s good to take some time to reflect. I like reflecting. Although this often leads me to overthink things, I suppose that I’m wired that way.
So for today, I will accept that I am unsure and will continue to be unsure. And I will try to find beauty in the imperfections of my life and to accept the things that I cannot change. For today, instead of my sanguine personality, I am on the melancholic end of the spectrum. It happens, every once in a while. And it’s okay. Everything is going to be okay.
It doesn’t matter in the end. What’s important is how you see the world. Not how the world see you.
– Kyoya Iwata, Komorebi
Beautifully put. And especially apt, for such a day as this.
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