Category: My Mother Tori-san

Mother’s day/thought of mother: 母の日に

My Mother Tori-san, Remarkable Experiences & Dreams

私は、へその緒が切れてないのか、今世での最愛の人, 母親でもあるトリさんが他界して１８年になるというのにいよいよ恋しさが募る。小学生の頃, 掘りごたつに潜って眠りこけた時の鮮明な夢（過去夢？) なんと, 私とトリさんはかつて夫婦で, トリさんは私の夫だった（変に納得）。買い物帰りのトリさんに, この奇想天外な夢の話をしたら驚きもせず,『どうも、あんたとはえらく気が合うと思った』との返事。

どうなんだろう、私は確かに宇宙船から私（胎児）を選んで,それで今世に来たんだけれど, しかも, かつてはアフリカの若い母親で４人の子供（皆、男児）を海で失っている, のも知っているし。大体が, 私の日々時々刻々は通常域を外れてるので,もう自らの起源を探る試みも、自己分析も止めた。

〜〜 海よ、僕らの使ふ文字では、お前の中に母がゐる。そして、母よ、仏蘭西人の言葉では、あなたの中に海がある。 三好達治 「郷愁」

「海よ、僕らの使う文字（漢字）では、お前（海）の中に母がいる。そして母よ、フランス人の言葉では、あなた・母（Mere）の中に海(Mer)がある」。

Perhaps my umbilical cord hasn’t broken, and it’s been 18 years since my beloved mother, Tori-san, passed away, and I’m still feeling in love with her. When I was in elementary school I had such a vivid dream (past dream?) when I fell asleep in a hori-gotatsu/digger/japanese style of heater, dream was this, surprisingly: I and Tori-san were once a couple, and Tori-san was my husband (strangely convincing). When she came home from shopping I told her about this strange dream, however she wasn’t surprised; “Oh, really? that is why you very good to me”.

I wonder why, I certainly chose me (fetus) from the spaceship, so I came to this world, and moreover, I know that once (past life? or somehow someone/my soul input these memories?) I was a young African mother who lost four children (all boys) at sea. Most of the time, my days are out of the ordinary, so I stopped trying to find my origin and self-analysis.

~~ Sea, in our messenger character, there is a mother in you. And, Mother, in French words, there is a sea in you. — Tatsuji Miyoshi ：”Nostalgia”

Japanese kan-ji character; sea/海 mother/母 French words; mer (sea) mere (mother)

３月１７日、トリさんの命日、歌姫エリスレジーナの生誕日: March 17, the anniversary of Tori-san’s death, and the birthday of the diva Elis Regina

Music, My Mother Tori-san

じとじとして微妙に暖かい今日、私の愛すべき母親、トリさんの１８回目の命日。霧がかり靄ったハドソン川は “ミステリアス/トラベラー”（ジャズグループのウエザーリポートアルバム）を何ら脈絡なく思い出す。また、この日は私の大好きなブラジルの歌姫、エリス・レジーナの生まれた日でもある。

Today, which is slightly warm and humid, the 18th anniversary of my beloved mother, Tori-san’s passing. The foggy Hudson River reminds me of “Mysterious Traveler” (a jazz group’s Weather Report album), without any connection. It’s also the day when my favorite Brazilian diva, Elis Regina was born.

トリさんとは何だ？: What is Tori-san?

My Mother Tori-san, Myself, Remarkable Experiences & Dreams

トリさんとは誰だ？　私の母、かけがえのない人、終生の心のパートナー。トリさんは２００４年に他界するまでの８３年間、平坦であるべき道を、なんの理由か ”英孝”と呼ばれる、この重い荷物を背負い込んで歩いてきたような人生。

思い出すトリさんの持ち物は、糸だの足踏みミシンだの毛糸や編み棒。リボンフラワーの材料やら千切り絵用の和紙、鉢植えランは数限りなく、お気に入りの本もインコやトカゲも一緒くた。腕を通す事のなかったセーターやら衣類。身につけずに終わったアクセサリーやら殆ど着なかった和服一式やら。

自分の人生を邪魔されまいと,トリさんは甲斐性なしの男から離れようと、幼い私たちを守り逃亡を図るのだけど、彼女の上に図々しく胡座をかき競馬新聞を眺め、女たちの尻を追いタバコをふかし、金を使い果たし暴力で脅す男、英孝。トリさんの連れ合いで私の父親。

それでも私が英孝を受容できるのは、彼がアナーキストだった事、社会のなんたるかを身をもって教えてくれた事。英孝自身の背負いきれないトラウマは家族愛のなんたるかを学ぶ事もできず、それを私は理解する。最大限の彼の本能は、甘え切れる、決して自分を放り出さず、永遠の母であり女神である女性、トリさんを引き寄せる。

こんな連れ合いと半世紀も別れもせず、すべて看取ってその後１０年を経て、強靭で不屈の精神を持ちビジネスの手腕に長け、与え続けたトリさんは力尽きて逝った。

見初められての否応無しの結婚とはいえ、離婚という健全な選択もあったろうに、「アタシも、皆から玉の輿などと羨ましがられ、いい気になっていたんだね。その誤まった決断を一生、受け入れるしかない。これはアタシの責任なんだ”」との変てこな理由も、共依存か何かの愛か典型的家庭内暴力の弊害か、執着か前世の約束事か、そのすべてだったかもしれない。どうにも、あの古典名画、”道”の、ザンパノとジェルソミーナに重なってしまう。ただしトリさんは負けん気の勝る自立した人だったけど。

今も私は、コンスタントにトリさんの夢を見る。古い大屋敷の屋根を忍者のように飛び跳ね、逃げ惑う彼女は泣きながら「もう嫌だ！死にたい！」と駄々をこねたり、海の向こうに仲良くトリさんと英孝、二人で住んでいて、遊びに来るよう私を誘ったり。これは夢でなく現実に、私が椎間板ヘルニアで身動きできなかった時、二人して私の眼の前に現れ、見舞ってくれたり。（いわば幽霊？）

こうした両親を今はありがたく思い、感謝しているけど、”なんだかなあ〜”。反面教師から、私はどこまで学んできたのか？

Who is Tori-san? My mother, an irreplaceable person, a lifelong heart partner. For 83 years until her death in 2004, Tori-san could be walking on a flat road, but she had been carrying heavy baggage, called “Hidetaka” for some reason.

Tori-san’s belongings were threads, a foot-operated sewing machine, yarns, and knitting sticks. There were countless materials for ribbon flowers, Japanese paper for shredded pictures, many potted orchids, her favorite books, parakeets and even lizards. Sweaters & clothings she didn’t wear, accessories that she didn’t put on, and a kimono set that she didn’t wear often.

To keep her life undisturbed, Tori-san tried to protect her 3 children and tried to escape from the unworthy man, but Hidetaka, who sits scratching his crossed legs and looks at the horse racing newspaper, chases the women’s hips, smokes cigarettes, using all the money and threatens us with violence. He was Tori-san’s husband and my biological father.

Still, what I can accept about Hidetaka is that he was an anarchist and taught me what society is all about. I understand that because of his own unbearable trauma he could not learn what family love is, and his utmost instinct was to attract someone to spoil and never reject him, an eternal mother and goddess for him, Tori-san.

Tori-san stayed with such a companion for half a century, and she took care of Hidetaka. Ten years after taking care of everything, Tori-san, who had a strong and indomitable spirit and was good at business, was exhausted and died.

Even though it was a desired marriage, there would have been a wise choice of divorce, but “I was envious of everyone because I married into a wealthy family, I was in a good mood. It was my mistake, so I have to accept my thoughtless decision for the rest of my life. It’s my responsibility. ” This her funny excuse was all about codependency, some kind of love, attachment, typical domestic violence pattern, her regret for a wrong marriage, or their past life promises. Maybe all came together, I mean. They were like ZAMPANO & GELSOMINA (La Strada), but of course Tori-san wasn’t like Gelsomina’s personality, Tori-san was very a powerful and strong minded woman, anyway.

I still have dreams about Tori-san constantly. She jumped like a ninja on the roof of an old mansion and runs away, crying and hating, “no way that is my life! I want to die!” or, Tori-san and Hidetaka live together over the sea, and invited me to come and visit. This one isn’t a dream, it’s a reality: when I couldn’t move because of a herniated disc, they both appeared in front of me and encouraged me to get back my health.(Yes, ghost?)

I am grateful and accepting of my parents, but “I wonder what it is”. On the other hand, how much have I learned from them (like bad/good example)?