|Taken at the red light|
One day, as I was driving my mother home from her monthly checkup at the hospital, we passed by the east coast, down Nakagusuku toward Ginowan where she lives. Occasionally the Pacific Ocean would come into view.
My mom said, "It's so funny how just a glimpse of the waters can give you such comfort." The ocean was visible for just a brief moment but it was enough for us to feel a connection to nature. I find that Okinawan people instinctively search for the sea or the ocean, especially when they are in unfamiliar locale.
I work on the third floor of a building complex. My students always keep the venetian blinds closed to ward off the ultraviolet rays. Half of the students have their backs to the window and the students facing the windows find the sun's rays too bright. I ask them to open the blinds a crack for my sake.
From my point of view I can see a patch of blue between the buildings in town. That tiny patch of the Sea of China is inherently relaxing for me.
It has been a while since I dipped my toes in the clear waters at the beach. I don't have to get wet to feel connected to the sea and the ocean around Okinawa. A glimpse of a tiny patch of blue will do.