自然の恵み 春夏秋冬に戻る   .〔1月〕. 〔2月〕..〔3月〕 ...〔4月〕 ........〔5月〕 ...〔6月〕 ...〔7月〕 ........秋.〔8月〕 ...〔9月〕.. .〔10月〕 .........冬〔11月〕 ...〔12月 

 

It returns to the blessing four seasons of nature.

    Winter.〔.January〕 .spring.〔.February..March..April. .summer..May..June..July〕. .autumn.〔August..September..October..  winter..〔November..December

   

現代と過去を繋ぐ熊野古道  花の窟【はなのいわや】神社 

三重県熊野市有馬町 〔2003年2月〕

  

  伊勢から熊野への旅人が歩いた信仰の道、なだらかな浜街道を行くと、
  黒潮の荒波、打ち寄せては返す七里御浜、遠く小雨の中に霞んで見える山々
  二月二日は春季大祭、御綱掛け神事の日、縄を編み、様々な花を結びつけ
  空高く飾る姿、古事記の神話の世界が今此処にあるのです。
 

     御祭神  イザナミノミコト  カグツチノミコト


  祭壇には錦の幡、季節の花が飾られ、小雨舞う境内 すがすがしいと言うか さわやかさ
  やがて大祭のにぎやかさが去り、一人浜辺に出てみる、浜辺に打ち寄せる波の音
  浜辺から振り返り眺める花の窟 玄界灘の黒潮、今の季節浜辺には人影が見えない
  不思議な雰囲気、かすかに遠くが明るくなり始めてきている、波音だけが聞こえる
  押し寄せる荒波、遠くから ゆっくりと押し寄せる海辺、砂浜に消える白波。

 

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A Mystical Journey: The Kumano Road Linking Past and Present / Hana-no-Iwaya Shrine

Arima Town, Kumano City, Mie Prefecture

Photographed in February 2004

We proceed along the gentle coast road, a road of faith that was walked by travelers from Ise to Kumano. The rough waves of the Kuroshio Current lash the beach at Shichiri-Mihama, then pull away again. Mountains are dimly visible through the haze of misty rain. February 2nd is the Grand Spring Festival, when the traditional rope-hanging ceremony is held. Ropes are braided, flowers are attached to them. The sight of these, hanging high in the air, makes us sense the world of the Kojiki legends.
The Shrine deities are Izanami-no-Mikoto and Kagutsuchi-no-Mikoto.
The Shrine altar is decorated with cotton banners and seasonal flowers. The inner precincts, hazy with drizzle, are fresh and invigorating. At length, the cheerful sounds of the festival die away, and we make a solitary visit to the beach. Hear the sound of the waves beating on the shore, the Kuroshio current from the Genkai Sea. Look back to see the Hana-no-Iwaya Shrine. In this season, there’s no sign of human presence on the shore; a strange atmosphere, indeed. Brighter skies appear faintly in the distance. Only the sound of the waves can be heard. The pounding of rough seas, white waves that advance slowly from afar, then disappear there on the beach.