[Book #6 :: Near the Ginza, Tokyo April 14, 2009]
On my recent trip to Japan, I took a stack of books with me for the next round of my 100 Books Project. I have yet to mention what it feels like to leave my books here and there surreptitiously, not to mention photograph them. It is just nerve-wracking enough to give me a giddy thrill - I'm so worried that in the ever-so-slightly-paranoid state of our society someone is going to see me leave a package somewhere and think I am up to something untoward. I had three books with me when I went to LAX's international terminal on the day of my flight to Japan, but only ended up leaving one behind (book #5) after hearing a repeated chorus of warnings against leaving any article, item, bag or belonging anywhere unattended in the airport. I had visions of the bomb squad being called in to inspect a thin, square, brown paper wrapped item and then being arrested for breaking the mother of all airport rules. In other words, I chickened out, and therefore took twice as many books overseas as I had originally intended. But that's part of the fun - rolling with the unexpected twists, even if those twists are created by my wimping out.
Whatever concerns I had leaving the first five books out & about were multiplied by a hundred in Japan. I mean - hel-LO - I am a 5'7" blonde in Tokyo...I stand out a little bit. So my story repeated itself, and I only managed to leave a book behind in this particular manner once (book #6), in the basket of a turquoise blue bicycle near the Ginza, pictured above.
But my strategy for giving these gifts took a lovely turn quickly, and it happened without my even deciding this ahead of time. A moment arrived, I made a spontaneous decision, and that became my method for the rest of my time in Japan. I was in one of Tokyo's big department stores, Matsuya Ginza, and I came upon a display of jewelry that I couldn't pull myself away from. The designer was not there, but the artist she was sharing her display with told me - in very broken English - that she would be back soon. I hung around for a while longer, tried on a few pieces, and decided to be good and not buy anything.
As I began to walk away, I nearly bumped into the designer. For some reason I knew it was her immediately, and began a conversation by gushing over her creations. Within five minutes, I decided to purchased this:
We continued to talk for a while and I discovered her husband was from the U.K. - so her English was very good - that this was a temporary display at the department store, and she was moving on to another show that week. That day was her last day at Matsuya.
As I reached into my purse to get my wallet, I looked down, saw my book, and decided in that instant that I wanted her to have one of these 100 books. Without hesitating, I pulled it out, handed it to her and said, "This is for you!" She was taken aback, and when I explained it was my book her eyes grew wide. "Can I open it now?" she asked. Within a few minutes she was looking through my book and I was showing her which pages had photos I had taken on previous trips to Japan. As we stood together, she happened to flip open to the "beautiful ripple effect" page. She read it, and when she was finished, she looked up at me with tears in her eyes.
[Miki Zambuni with her gorgeous creations, after receiving Book #7]
Miki was sharing this display with another artist, and I couldn't cope with the idea of giving a book to Miki and not her friend. I only had the one book with me, but more back at our hotel, so I told her I would go get another one and bring it back. My arms were full of bags from my favorite stationery store in the Ginza anyway, so it was good timing.
Fast forward an hour later, and I was back with book #8 for the artist who creates these lovely treasures, who, unfortunately, I wasn't able to talk to because she was busy with customers. (But I'm glad we couldn't speak because she was busy selling her creations!) I was leaving the book with Miki, but before we said good-bye, she pulled out my book, already marked with post-it notes on her favorite pages. I loved seeing which pages touched her most, and loved when she told me she had already called her husband telling him about our meeting, my book and our wonderfully sparkling moment. When I got back home, I received an email from her that said, "I have been reading the book and lots of your words touch my heart and I especially like the collage. During that exhibition a lot of foreigners came to my stall, but with you it felt like we were friends before, very easy to talk to you. My friend said I looked very natural and happy when we were talking, so you made that exhibition very special for me."
This is one of the funnest things I've ever done. More stories soon.



I love the 1000 Journals Project and now your 100 Books Project is so fun to follow, too. I think it is an amazing idea to leave a piece of yourself out there for others to find and be inspired by. I am often inspired by your book myself, so I know how lucky I would feel to stumble upon it in this way. It's a brilliant idea and you are quite a woman!
Posted by: Amy Williamson | May 05, 2009 at 07:41 AM
I love this story! She sounds like a kindred spirit. You two were definitely meant to meet.
I had a similar thought about the realities of leaving packages (as you mentioned in your airport saga). Alas, your beautifully wrapped books definitely set off an alert here in NYC. Sad but true.
This is probably a silly idea, but I wonder if it makes sense to put the book in a clear bag/translucent envelope, so people could see what it is? I'm sure there's a way you could package it so it would feel equally magical and beautiful.
Posted by: kris | May 05, 2009 at 06:47 AM
Isn't it funny how in those moments of generosity some of our most magical life experiences happen. Lovely lovely sparkling moment.
Posted by: Di | May 05, 2009 at 02:40 AM
what a fabulous story!
Posted by: amy | May 04, 2009 at 08:42 PM
elyse is right! a book about the books! how great would that be! it's like that PostSecret project, only in reverse. Linda
Posted by: linda e | May 04, 2009 at 06:29 PM
Makes my heart thump.....what a wonderful wonderful connection.
You rock sista
Posted by: Thea | May 04, 2009 at 05:00 PM
Loving these stories! good for you!! xo
Posted by: Marisa | May 04, 2009 at 02:43 PM
This is a wonderful story. It sounds like a complete blast, even if a little scary.
Posted by: rowena | May 04, 2009 at 02:00 PM
I used to do this with Organizing for the Spirit and the thrill of the connection never goes away! :-)
Posted by: sunny | May 04, 2009 at 01:23 PM
How cool is that? These stories are awesome!
Posted by: Bella | May 04, 2009 at 12:40 PM
you are going to have to make a book about your 100 books project! what fun to see all the different environments for the surprises people are about to find..keep the stories coming!
Posted by: elyse | May 04, 2009 at 10:03 AM
Synchronicity, no doubt.
Posted by: Carmen Torbus | May 04, 2009 at 09:54 AM
christine,
i just love reading these stories of you leaving your books and the magic it leaves behind. there is such magic in bringing our creations/visions alive and your reflections on such - is the living proof. you, and your fearlessness - are the true gift. :) warmly, s
Posted by: sperlygirl | May 04, 2009 at 09:24 AM