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Yodacchi's spiritual blog

This blog is full of spiritual pictures taken by me called "Yodacchi". Copyright 2005 All Rights Reserved. Unauthorized reproduction is prohibited.

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I am a healer, a bodyworker, a tarot reader and a photographer of light.

Friday, June 17, 2005

Yuji Tour to U.S.A.


From June 17 to 26, I will go to Yellowstone, Grand Teton and Denver in U.S.A. together with Yuji-san and other 41 people. Under such circumstances, I will come back to this blog probably on June 27.

I expect to meet ascended masters on the midnight between June 20-21 (the summer solstice) at Grand Teton.

Posted by Hello

Wednesday, June 15, 2005

Yakushima


This photo was taken when I went to Yakushima, Japan last December. Small green light -ball is living. Mysterious!Posted by Hello

Tuesday, June 14, 2005

This is a flower at "Central Sun"(Yokohama)


This flower is at a famous healing spot "Central Sun" in Yokohama, Japan. Do you see that the flower has a curiosity about everything? Posted by Hello

Monday, June 13, 2005

Also in my garden


To watch flowers cleanses your soul into purity.Posted by Hello

In my garden


This is also in my garden. Do you know what it says? Posted by Hello

Sunday, June 12, 2005

The flow says something to you.


This is also at my garden. Every flower is beautiful with no exception. The flowers do not insist. But, they say something to you for your sake. Posted by Hello

This is Yuji's Scabiosa.


This is Yoji's Scabiosa (water-color). Posted by Hello

This is Scabiosa


This flower is Scabiosa (in my garden). Posted by Hello

Yuji is also a poet.

Yuji is also a poet. He sometimes receives messages from the world above while he is drawing a flower picture. The following is one of his poems (translated by me):

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Scabiosa (fascination)

It was an abrupt encounter. It was when I struggled to live.
I felt the weight of someone's eyes to look over my shoulder.
Then, you were there with smiling sweetly.
Simply warm and simply nostalgic.
You were there with plenty of somehow nostalgic charms.
It was a nice present from universe.
Covered with fascinating and strange sensation,
I whispered, "At last, at long last, we have met." Just then, we cried.
If the moon's drop is a rejoicing tear, then the sun's hot wind is
a tribute of love.
Crystals evolve greatly through lapping time over time.
I am glad to have been living as a human and as best I can.
So, I do not part with you, nor get away from you.
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