A reprise, because somebody somewhere knows what this means.
I recently ordered a set of samue. Samue is a style of street clothing for Zen monks. This tiny piece of printed rice paper came tucked into the garment. I have no idea what it says, and for that very reason, I find it quite charming.
I imagine it could be laundry instructions. Maybe it says “Inspected by No. 12.”
It reminds me that, with only a change in perspective, the most ordinary things take on inexpressible beauty.
and that’s what i love about reading your blog. seeing the ordinary and making it sacred. (rav kook taught: we take the old and make it new, we take the new and make it holy. that seems to fit here as well.)
Comment by Phyllis Sommer — May 9, 2008 @ 8:11 pm
It can say whatever you need it to say … that’s the beauty I see.
I like the picture addition over there on the right! Gorgeous.
Comment by Shawn — May 9, 2008 @ 10:54 pm
I like the picture of you and Georgia.
Comment by Kristin H. — May 10, 2008 @ 12:21 am
I can definitely see myself working a set of samue!
And, sometimes the key to inexpressible beauty is letting yourself not know.
Comment by Mama Zen — May 10, 2008 @ 1:17 pm