Miyazawa Kenji Fairy Tales Village: lost in a fairy world ( travelogue)



Miyazawa Kenji Fairy Tales Village

 

Baby Rani Karmakar 




Miyazawa Kenji Fairy Tales Village

The extreme beauty and serenity, when combined, the result might be awe inspiring. My visit to Shin Yamaki offered me something that I could perhaps never compare with any other experiences in this world.


 

Shin Kamayashi:path leading to a fairy world in Iwate prefecture

Miyazawa Kenji

Kenji Miyazawa was a Japanese poet and author of children's literature in the early Shōwa period of Japan. He was also known as a devout Buddhist, vegetarian and social activist.

 

Kenji's stories produce the world where men, animals, plants, the wind, clouds, light, the stars and the sun all have certain function in the complete whole tied in empathy with one another. This meaningful co existance among animate and inanimate things distinguished his works. The interaction he portrays has always been deeply philosophical.
Kenji felt that all living creatures are brothers and that happiness in the true sense is impossible for the individual to attain unless he seeks the happiness of all other living things as well. For Kenji, this was not just an idea: walking over the hills and fields, he would often lose himself entirely in the contemplation of animals, plants, rocks, the wind, clouds, rainbows, or the stars. He found joy in this empathy with the natural world he encountered, which is the source of the energy that imparts such a rich vitality to his work.

 

At his death he was only 37.

He is well-known for his poems and fairy tales. As well as being a teacher and farmer,

he also displayed his talents in fields such as astronomy, meteorology, geography, history, philosophy, religion, chemistry, horticulture, biology, fine art and music.

 

Don't be panicked if suddenly somebody start talking to you from no where but near you. This is a fairy land, anything might happen, but nature always cares you. Trust the elements in it; they have meaningful existance.

I went to Kiriri in the mid November; autumn's full bloom. The leaves sprinkle some colour almost everywhere, the roads, the paths, the branches, the dead twigs, the pool, the poodle among the stones, and tally roof. Whereever I look, whichever way I turn my head, I encounter the life size paintings everywhere.

If you believe in nature, you will enjoy the place in my way.