Today is Autumn Equinox (秋分の日), the day of the year when day and evening are of equal length.
The day not only marks the change between the hot summer and the cool fall, but is a national holiday to honor ancestors and grieve for the departed. It’s not a bad thing to do. I sort of wonder if the Abe regime might revise Holiday Laws so that if you don’t worship your ancestors—at Yasukuni Shrine—you get the death penalty. Or as my friend Olga put it so eloquently, “Worship your ancestors or join them.” But let’s hope that doesn’t happen.
Japan established the Autumn Equinox as a national holiday in 1948 so that citizens could use the time to visit family graves to pay their respects to deceased family members.
The purpose for this holiday is actually included in this law.
“Holiday Laws” (国民の祝日に関する法律）
Autumn Equinox: Worship ancestors, recall those who are gone
So in the spirit of the day, I’ve reposted some tributes to people I admired and deeply miss. It’s the law, you know.
The Buddha Of The Yakuza, a gang boss who was also a Buddhist priest.
Ray Bradbury, one of my favourite authors and a great inspiration. You can’t act if you don’t know. Knowledge is important.
Michiel Brandt, my BFF and a crusader for the rights of the oppressed and the exploited. She should be here. I still have that red dress stored away. I know she’ll never wear it but I can’t throw it away either. Hope is irrational.
For those who have no one left to mourn them, a few words.
And for people who have no idea what to say to remember those who are gone or what to say to those left behind, a benediction for the bereaved that should do the trick.
The summer is over and the fall is coming. Let’s hope for a gentle winter.