KEIKO KOMA net

28 Sep. 2010

Mountain in spring

Since childhood, as I concentrated on my internality, I could envision a scene of encounter with a princess of Koguryo on a lovely spring day in a wild mountain of the great continent. Today this vision revived and I could see the beautiful princess in the mountain with an exquisite aroma, breezes and light of spring. I recalled that it was several days before the death of my mother when I was staying at the terrace of a hotel in Thessalonika Greece, spending the whole day by myself watching the Aegean sea and created the poem about a princess of Koguryo that I read at the Legends of Koguryo Rediscovered concert. Since I had arrived in Greece I had felt great pains in my heart and was filled with unknown sorrow. I tried to feel the cause of this and spontaneously a poem starting “my dear princess” had came out from my heart and I kept on writing down words as they were born. It was about the sadness of a princess and while writing them down I anticipated that her decision should be extremely meaningful and pains in my heart did not go away and my heart beat strongly. Finally I finished writing and burst into tears as the story led me to an eternal world. I was liberated from the pains in my heart. I clearly envisioned the mountain with the prince in spring. I was surrounded by its aroma, spring light and breezes. This was the same light-scape that I had today. For some unknown reason I thought about the last day of Koguryo dynasty when women were forced to live a painful life by the change of era. Now we are grateful as we could live happy lives by manifesting our true nature. Naturally I made a deep bow. I still envisioned in my mind’s eye the light of the beautiful princess who lively ran over a mountain. The Yasaka tower addressing me taught me that Koguryo’s people who had immigrated to Japan in ancient times had borne in their mind the beautiful image of the princess as an eternal bearing for their future throughout history. It told about the grievances of having lost our dynasty, the impossibility of going back to the homeland, the pains of hiding themselves for centuries and enduring the long history of darkness in Japan. I showed great joy at the arrival of a time of resurrections: the eternal spirituality of Koguryo was built here. It has always been with us throughout history and today it welcomed my arrival and was shining brilliantly as the pole of Koguryo’s spirituality that was shining in the world three stages before the Big Bang. The era for human life was wide open before all of us.