Being A Part of Okinawan History - Tug of War

The largest Tug of War in the world happens everin Naha (on route 58)

[Thanks for the picture, Aimee.]

Everyone is invited to participate. The ceremony is meant to bring good luck to the island for the next year.

As East and West, we first work together to bring the two sides together, where a pin that weighs 365 kilos is inserted between the two.
  

This rope is huge! It is about 2.5 feet tall.

These gentlemen are our team leaders. They direct us and tell us when to pull. ("Roh Shoy")

Before the Tug of War begins, there is a battle of the flags. Both East and West have six.

Each side is represented by a different Ryukyu king. Notice that he is carried on a platform.

And that when he leaves, he does not turn his back on his enemy.

After 30 minutes, everyone were declared winners.


After the battle was over, everyone took pieces of the rope home as good luck.

 It is taking all of these cranes to remove the rope. 

Taipei/Typhoon Fongwong

I took the recent 96 to Taipei. The timing could not have been more perfect. A super typhoon hit while I was away. 

I have discovered that part of my self-care is getting away from the island and having the ability to turn off my phone. 

There were temples everywhere. 

I was used to seeing Buddhist temples, but we ran into some Confucian temples as well. 

                                     


Taipei 101 reminded me of the Empire State Building, with its high end stores and an observatory on the top floor. It is purposefully in the shape of a bamboo.

Taipei is known for its night markets. There was food to eat, jade to buy, clothes and souvenirs.

This is the entrance to the Shinlin night market. It was outdoor and HUGE. You just keep walking and turning and there are more streets... When heading back to the subway station, that's when you realize how big this night market is.

I visited Dr. Sun Ya Tzen Memorial Park and Museum. His memorial reminds me of the Lincoln Memorial...

Except that there are two guards posted 24 hours a day. Every hour, they switch between the Army, Navy and Air Force. They drill with their riles with the bayonets attached and it was impressive to watch.

I have never seen art carved out of coral, until now.

Life's Balances

I try to balance work and recovery.
I really do!

I have failed in that I bought scuba gear and did not use them until a year later.

But the sunset that night, surrounded by friends reminds me that my soul requires nourishment and scuba diving brought me such peace that I had forgotten.

And catching a neighborhood festival that evening was only a bonus!

My Gunny

There are many Staff NCOs (non-commissioned officers, high ranking enlisted personnel) who I hold dear to me, who I trust and can speak with honestly and whose opinions and guidance I take seriously.

GySgt Shelton is one of them. She is the career planner and thank God for her.

We joke that they cry in my office and her office. And it is not surprising when, after they have cried, we send the Marine to the other one's office.

I could not be luckier to have a partner like her down the p-way (hallway).

And she's shorter than I am!

I have arrived

I did not tell anyone about how I could not find a parking spot in our parking lot for the longest time. I was not going to complain. So what if I have to walk a little further? Bonus PT!

I came to work one morning and this is what I found.

My silent prayer has been answered.

A Memorial Run for 9/11

I had the great privilege of working with the Camp Foster SMP (Single Marine Program) to create the only 9/11 event to occur on Camp Foster. It was a candle-lit 5k that began with the ceremony that included my invocation.
I am still trying to get pictures which I will post when I get them.

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 Source of Strength,

13 years ago, my innocence was shattered with the collapsing of towers and impregnable buildings by acts of terror and hatred.

On a day filled with so much sadness God, I ask of you 1 thing – help me bear my pain.

I lost friends and colleagues and family and I feel guilty for surviving. I feel I am betraying their memories because my scars have begun to fade and I am moving forward.

Help me, dear God, that as the pain becomes a distant memory, that each anniversary, I remember and not let it pass without notice.

Help me to remain always faithful to their memories and live a good life in their honor.

Amen.