Identity is a psychic sense of place. It’s a way of knowing that I’m not a rock or that tree. I’m this other living creature over here…. I am not necessarily what’s around me. I become separate from that even though I’m a part of that. And it’s being able to make those differentiations clearly
Ieyasu was enshrined as a Shinto—that is, “native”—deity, the architectural and iconographic program of his shrine largely ignored Japan, instead situating him, like the emperors in Kyoto, in juxtaposition to the Others he was to control. In life, after all, his official title had been Sei-i taishōgun
tennyo , a female deity, giving the piece an exotic flavor. Akihira concludes by wondering what the entertainer will do for aliving the day her colors fade, expressing either pity or contempt for her condition.
Fujiwara no Akihira is also the author of a sample “invitation letter” included in a primer
being received!” I would not be able to bear that. I would go to some remote shore and put an end to my life this very day. But I have heard that I owe the favor of being called back to Lady Giō’s fervent intervention. It is a favor [I will be grateful for] even in my subsequent lives. How could I