Thursday, April 10, 2014
I have a very nice story to tell you.
It was on the way back to the cable car to get down from the top of the mountain where Gifu Castle stood when I realized that my hat was gone.
Where did I lose it?
Then I remembered I took it off and put it in a coat pocket, perhaps, on an open-door observatory floor. It was very windy. I might have dropped it there. My friends, Marta and Junko suggested that we should go back and get it. But I was not sure where I dropped it and I didn't want to walk a bumpy and steep path to the castle tower again only to find nothing there.
It's time to say good-bye to my hat -----this must be destiny for my lovely hat to leave me and be replaced with a new one. I almost gave up on my hat before I identified a very familiar item sitting on a bench ahead.
See, I was wrong. Now I learned I must have dropped it before we reached the castle tower.
Marta and Junko were so excited with this. My hat showed up in front of us the moment we discussed its loss. Someone was kind enough to pick it up and leave it here on a bench..... in front of a small shrine along the path.
Everything is at the mercy of gods.
We were overjoyed with this and laughed a lot.
Welcome back, hat. Happy to see you again. I will keep you company until you get worn out.
So I gave a little prayer of gratitude in front of the small shrine with my hat on.
Isn’t it a nice story?