神無月 - October

One autumnal morning was accompanied by a rain shower, every drop of water heading to winter.

Leaves that fell in love with the summer sun, regenerate joy and change color into Amber.

In transparent velvets, Sasanqua and Camellia japonica are putting on autumn frost.

A chilly and gentle breeze that has a little dampness strokes my cheeks in such a magnificent and flourishing world.

Human skin detects temperature, density, and weight of materials.

The caress of a pleasant autumn wind also becomes a kind of memory.

I may feel a strong sense of identity with autumn because it'd be the season when I was exposed to the outside air on Earth for the first time, which brings back memories of this season, and the ultimate intimacy and reassurance of being a newborn when everything is positive and reminds intact.

It is worth experiencing for me as many of them as possible that I find it profoundly enlightening to experience spaces and places combined with peacefulness, for it leaves me with an inexplicable feeling.　

Spatial perceptions that come into contact with the skin are more captivating than perceptions that are perceived visually.   Our eyes recognaise spaces of grasping the position in space, skin sensation gets closer each other for the memories of spaces and places. 

Since I do a dance, I may have more details about these spaces and places, but I feel what I have obtained from the skin is last longer.

As a feel of fineness, tactile feel, warmth, safe embracing, happiness and openness, the experiences of those information are not very visible to the eyes. 

Some tingling memories also resurface with that, however.  C'est la vie.

It's finally the temperature has been dropping, and I want to spend the season feeling content and at ease as I am.