Targetless maybe

I had targetted to finish up this post in Kyoto, but with all the dribs and drabs of work floating in, and the incomplete visits of my dream itinerary, I am now posting it in Osaka instead. But it’s all good, it means I make it in time for today’s Ragtag Daily Prompt! If there are wandering hearts still looking for the daily prompt muse, please join us at We target for 12 noon UTC delivery everyday!

There are times in our lives where we are target-less. Or maybe I have just relinquished control to a higher wisdom up there which has managed every day of my past two weeks of travel. The higher wisdom apparently plans according to the weather better than I do. The higher wisdom also slots in snippets of itinerary when I was all ready to give up. Life can be miraculous if/when we trust it to be.

Just after my last post on cataracts, I was still wondering how weird I am to just sit somewhere and tune into spaces for the frequencies hanging around in that time-space moment. Immediately after that, I saw this quote from Rumi, “I have been a seeker and still am, but I stopped asking the books and the stars. I started listening to the teaching of my soul.

I always attribute many occurences to the Universe, and well, Rumi also said that “the entire Universe is inside you“. So this morning’s ah-ha moment was realising that firstly, it is (or I am) not weird, just different from what is deemed to be normal; and that secondly, the “tuning in” was to the frequencies within my soul – the part of the soul that was in that time-space.

When I was walking the palace grounds, the burnt cypress wood of the buildings smelt like home. It is beyond strange, because I have definitely not lived in any wood construction this lifetime thus far. The other oddity was how I have in fact bought so many different cypress incense this trip because the smell was just so darn familiar. When I passed by one of the buildings, I “saw” a little girl about 3-4 years old running around and enjoying herself while the many adults chased after her. That felt like me. A while later, I also “saw” a little girl about 5-6 years old looking really sad and keeping to herself. That felt like a different me. It felt like I was forced to move elsewhere because of circumstances.

I also asked the space whether that was where I died, and apparently not. So it seemed that it was most likely in Kobe, where I saw someone deeply saddened by my death while floating me on a bamboo raft. That was when I saw how different it was from the story I saw in the Akashic records weeks before I embarked on this JA journey.

Assuming that the storylines for both visions were true and correct, it would mean that misunderstandings can really carry over lifetimes. I was just chatting with my parents about life and death a few days ago, and they were lamenting how when death occurs, the pain is usually felt by the grieving people who are still alive. That sounds about right, until I pieced two and two together. It may be a relief for the one who died, who escaped the painful life, but the misunderstanding or misinterpretation of that storyline will always be a thorn in the heart, until maybe one specific lifetime where it has to be resolved (or not). Shrugs. I guess that’s part of what karma is about. Moral of the story is to not naively think of closing one eye on things or running away from truth instead of addressing them. They may not bite now, but they will come back at some point when the timing is right.

Sounds far-fetched? I thought so too. Until I walked the ground of Nijo-jo, and it was a different emotion altogether. Me, a commoner now, just a plain human being who happened to travel to this part of the world, felt an overwhelming sense of disdain as I toured the castle. Like, what the heck, who am I to even enjoy the privilege of  viewing the abode of generations of shoguns? More shrugs.

I don’t know. Or rather, subconsciously, I know. But rationally, I don’t buy the idea or am even secretly laughing at such out-of-the-world sense and sensibilities. Ah well, it is after all a good chance to close and conclude any reminiscent karmic ties lingering around this part of the world.

11 Comments Add yours

  1. Not far fetched at all. I to o have witnessed other lifetimes. Enjoyed this very much. Ty for sharing.

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    1. leapingtoes says:

      Thank you soo much! It helps to know it’s not just me and my inner group of fellow ‘crazies’ ~ ❤


      1. Truly, not just you. I could tell you some amazing stories, all true!

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  2. When I recognized that you were in Nara, I felt that I should say to you, “Ise.” I didn’t because you were already in Kyōto. I’ll simply leave you with that, as I feel that the task has been completed.

    Physics and engineering, balanced by a Japanese sense of “Kami”. The messages arrive in many forms. February 21, 2016.

    And I very much enjoy reading your take on it all. 🙂

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    1. leapingtoes says:

      Thanks! 😉 Ise is on my itinerary, but comes with two question marks behind. Turns out that I extended Kyoto twice. Until Kami seems to say “Enough.”, and I couldn’t extend my accommodation anymore and had to move on to Osaka.
      Guess my job there is done. ❤ yay!

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      1. 125 shrines associated with the Jingu, not all in Ise. No answer who might have a wink for you. Perhaps just a tree or a place. But I think it will guide you. Such destinations call us to them.

        Per chance go to Kurama-dera while in Kyōto?


    2. leapingtoes says:

      Nope, I didn’t go to Kurama-dera, but went to Kiyomizu-dera which was a beautiful walk.
      I feel quite a few places called me to them. Cannot quite recall which ones now, but the connection to those places were very strong. The most particular one would be Sanjusangendo – it was not in my radar at all! – and I was sort of super dragging my feet about going, but still happened to find a little bit of time to slot it in, and after I went, it was really a “mission accomplished” kind of feeling. That was my last stop before heading to Osaka.
      Toji was also not in my radar, but it happened to be just behind my hotel, and there was one day I had no time to go anywhere except to stroll there.
      Pretty magical way of travelling. 😀

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      1. Curiously, I’ve never visited Tō-ji. Sanjūsangendō, or Rengeō-in, was among some early journeys to be in proximity to various Kannon.

        Kiyomizu-dera, beautiful… in Zuigudo Hall is the entrance to a pitch-black passage beneath the structure. One must simply follow a rope winding through the darkness, eventually reaching a large, lightly glowing stone carved in Sanskrit. From there, the only way out is to proceed by feeling your way forward to eventual daylight. Definitely a “mission accomplished.” I’m terribly claustrophobic. (◎_◎;)

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    3. leapingtoes says:

      Lady Gaia just gave a huge huge wink. I have to stay in Osaka for one more day because of the earthquake that caused me to miss my flight. 😮

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      1. Great attitude, and a great way to make “travel” into “journey!” 🙂

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