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リサ・ガーシュテン


February 20th, 2005

I've been learning a new song titled Karatachi no hana by Kitahara Hakushyu and Yamada Kousaku.
There are five different short verses and they all have different melodies.
I'm finding this very challenging and time consuming...so many shadows and intricate details to this song. I had to giggle for i had an image of flags on fences floating in the wind for the 3rd verse; buy my dear friend Teramoto san explained to me that 'hata' in this song comes from 'hatake'(field)-and in this verse they are talking about fences in the fields that are made from Karatachi's thorns. I believe this is not being done anymore? is this? does anyone know? the verse is Karatachi no hata no kakineyo Itsumo itsumo tooru michidayo. The word Karatachi is really Karatachibana-from China or Korea-- Kara means China and Tachibana means Mikan--

Another song that i have been reviewing is the famous 'Oborozukiyo' by Takano 1876-1947. He also wrote Furusato, Haru ga kita, Momiji , and Haru no ogawa , etc.
I wanted to share with you a recent A HA....or mistake on my part. I have been singing this song for about seven years and always thought the word sato wa meant 'hometown', but my friend just shared with me that it means 'small farmer's village' --also... all the this time i thought 'hokage' meant 'little fire', but i was just made aware that it is an old saying that means 'fire and shadow'.
Now...different images come to me while i'm practicing this sweet song....more colorful and more beautiful.
My friend Teramoto san wrote to me and said "Oborozukiyo is about the breath of nature and the majestic evening scenes in the Japanese countryside."

 

January 30th, 2004

     It's been a long time since I wrote a word or two down in this precious diary.

    So many tragedies keep occurring; it's a wonder the heart can still beat after hearing such devastating news. So many lives - lost. These occurrences keep bringing me back to the ultimate reality: Impermanence.
    Today is all we have- if one can embrace this truth and BE in the NOW with love and compassion, the world would be a different place.

    The end of last year was very difficult for me, but that experience has opened up my heart even more--I find it odd to have deep sorrow in the heart and body and yet I am able to experience deep joy simultaneously.

    I feel gratitude for this precious life and deep gratitude for DOYO and Japan. My love for Doyo is still alive and well and I'm able to share this valuable art in the land of the mochi-manga-maze-called Japan.
    I am beginning to strongly believe that the Japanese gods have called me here to sing-study-sacrifice-and share DOYO. What an honour.

    I wish you inner peace and joy and please stay tuned for the Spring schedule.


April 12th, 2002

      Cherry blossoms have come and gone ...so fleeting...so precious...so lovely and heavy at the same time.... I sang yesterday at a midwivery clinic and it was an amazing experience...babies and their mothers sat and listened to my doyo and i had to be bigger than life to keep their attention...it worked for a whole 20 minutes....what joy it was to sing doyo to these little darlings and their mothers... i am soon off to china for something i am not yet sure how to explain....details later...my mother is coming to japan tonight and i am very excited to hug her and share my life with her...i will write more after i return from china sometime in may....the 8th or 9th of May...stay warm and pause for a minute or two..


January 11th, 2002

    Japan land of shadows...and such subtlety-the esoteric beauty is so deep ...but unfortunately it is no longer so apparent...it hides now underneath the modern chaos...but it is there ...the japanese subtle beauty that moves me to tears....in this freezing winter there are yellow blossoms which have a fragrance that is so sweet..they bloom when the temperatures are freezing...this to me is glorious...in the grey there are yellow and pink and red plum blossoms...what a gift ...land called japan...land of mochi manga madness....as an american woman in japan..it has not been easy and perhaps never will be easy...but i appreciate this land so deeply...and it is such a wonder that i am singing Doyo in this land...red rising sun...i feel it is honor...and i hope i can continue with this kind of work.. .... for me to move forward now and have more joy in my life i realized that i have to let go of my stories...the stories that i hold on to that block me from inner peace -it is a constant battle..with awareness i am continually doing my best to simply let go....when i let go....i just am...and this is a wondrous feeling.... this is very new for me...



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