Japanese culture

 At the moment, I am not satisfied with the environment that surrounds me.  It's been a long time since I've been in such a situation, and it's like I've built a big wall or cage between myself and the outside world.  "What is the value of a self that has accomplished nothing? I haven't learned anything from the past. I've learned nothing from the past." These negative messages are constantly bullying my mind.  But yesterday, a kind friend from another country gave me a nice comment. It reminded me that I have a lot of glorious assets lying around.  It is easy for people to forget how wonderful their treasures are because they are always within reach. Yes, not me, but you too.  I am writing to thank you for your courage.

  My heart is filled with the sadness of the autumn dusk. This is Akane from Japan. This year is already almost over, and the atmosphere makes me feel even more sad and impatient. This time, in response to a request from my friend Mika in Seattle I'd like to write about the first time I saw Kabuki. I was still in high school when I saw my first Kabuki play. I was still in high school when I saw my first Kabuki play, and I fondly remember leaving the school cleaning early and running to the theater. There was a gorgeous performance going on at the time, too good to be my first time. As I mentioned in a previous article, there is a culture in the world of classical performing arts called "襲名"shu-mai. In the world of classical performing arts, there is a culture called "shu-mai", which means to pass on an important name. At that time, there is a great deal of excitement and the performance is chosen to be appropriate for the celebration. After cleaning up, I got of...