It's been more than two years since I've moved to Okayama and sometimes I still pine for Kobe. I always think - how can I recreate what I had in Kobe here in Tamano?
One of the things I miss is walking up the mountain to have tea with all of my friends, pausing along the way to watch insects, and feeling part of something bigger than me, feeling like I belong.
Sometimes, wandering along the hiking trail, I found myself pausing, giving up, wanting to turn around. I thought, why am I here? There are so many more beautiful mountains. No one will be waiting for me at the top. There are so many more lively mountains. Why bother? There are so many other ways to get exercise.
the very first time I made friends on Mt. Takatori in Kobe, it was because I'd wanted to see a sunrise from the top of a mountain for the first time. I was hoping to catch the last of the cherry blossoms as well, and maybe both of those things would come together: The blossoms and the rising sun. I felt rushed. Would I be able to make it up there in time? And then elation when I was able to see the sun rising from the morning haze.