--Susan, every other Sunday
Western legends often portray the crow as a harbinger of
disaster, lurking about like Poe’s raven to observe the misfortunes of man.
In Japan, the crow is more often seen as evidence of positive
divine intervention in human affairs. The Shinto pantheon even includes a crow
god, Yatagarasu (“the eight-span
crow”), who symbolizes guidance. A crow’s appearance portends rebirth, new
growth, and supernatural guidance. According to the Kojiki (Japan’s oldest historical record), the eight-span crow led
Jimmu, a human descendant of the sun goddess Amaterasu, to the site where he
assumed the throne and became the first Emperor of Japan.
Little did I know
that Yatagarasu had something even more special planned for me…
On my second day in
Kyoto, I visited Fushimi Inari Taisha, one of Japan’s most important Shinto
shrines.
Torii gates. Many, many torii gates. |
The shrine consists of buildings at the base of Mount Inari and a path that
winds up the side of the mountain to another shrine at the very top. Numerous sub-shrines dot the mountain, and the walk itself is lined with thousands of torii gates, which represent the movement from worldly places to a sacred space:
Moving from the worldly to the sacred. |
The climb
takes several hours, so many people don’t do the entire thing, but I wanted the
full experience, so up I went…alone.
A little way up the
mountain, a path branches off from the main one. Visitors who opt to follow the
“road less taken” are rewarded by a sub-shrine with statues memorializing the
dragon guardians of Japan:
Dragons: they show up when you least expect them. |
Another, even less
traveled path, leads out and away from this sub-shrine, through a primeval
bamboo grove. I knew I had a long hike ahead, but I couldn’t resist the
temptation to follow the bamboo path for a little while.
The road less traveled...Japanese style |
Ten minutes later,
deep in the heart of an undisturbed primeval forest, I heard a flutter of wings
and found myself face to face with a giant black crow.
Japanese god or curious corvid? I'm not taking chances. |
It landed not three feet
away, on the side of the path, and looked at me with absolutely no fear. We
stared at each other for several minutes—me, memorizing his every detail, and
him doubtless expecting something more edible from the encounter. Sadly, I lacked the desired--or required--offering.
The crow flew away when it heard another couple approaching along
the path, and I continued up the mountain. I reached the top:
The highest point of Fushimi Inari Taisha |
and returned to the base, without another spotting of the crow.
Several days later,
I visited Kasuga Taisha, another major Shinto shrine, and a primary setting in one of my upcoming novels. As I approached the entrance, a giant
crow swooped down and landed on the entry post.
Apparently, he heard I was coming. |
Like the crow at Fushimi Inari
(over a hundred miles away) he watched me approach and waited for me to come
and stand beside him.
No fear, but disappointment when I had no food. |
Japanese crows, like
their brethren around the world, are confident birds with little fear of
people. It’s common to see them at Shinto shrines and they often watch the
visitors with interest.
Even so, I couldn’t
help but feel that the crows at Fushimi Inari and Kasuga—and several other crows that appeared at critical moments throughout my trip—were a positive sign that my travels (and my writing) are taking me in the right
direction.
I’m not
superstitious by nature, but these eerily timely encounters with Japanese
crows made me understand why Japanese people consider the crow both wise in itself and also a sign of heaven’s favor. I look forward to seeing them again, on my next visit to Japan.
I'm sure you will, Susan. I'm feeling quite deprived that I didn't see them on my visit to Mt Inari. Perhaps it was a message that I need to go back. I absolutely loved my (short) time in Japan and Kyoto in particular.
ReplyDeleteYou absolutely need to go back. :)
DeleteAlso, Fushimi Inari is one of my favorite places in Japan. I noticed the crows kept away from the beaten path, for the most part. Next time, make sure you take the side trail just past the first major sub-shrine as you start up the mountain (the one most people stop climbing at, unless they're in for the long haul). The forest is spectacular.
Wonderful column, Susan, I feel like I just took a whirlwind trip with you up the mountain, and if Jeff tries to say otherwise, he'll just have to eat crow...
ReplyDeleteThank you Everett! I'm delighted that I could take you along on the journey.
DeleteMight not be a bad idea if, next time, you bring an offering for Yatagarasu-sama in your pocket or bag. Just sayin' ... (^_-)
ReplyDeleteLovely essay, thank you.
Mario R.
Thank you! And next time, I definitely will. He won't catch me out empty-handed again.
DeleteP.s.:- karasu (or garasu) sounds like it might be onomatopoetic -- sort of like the sound a crow makes.
ReplyDeleteMy Latin teacher in high school told us that the Romans thought the crow was a bird of omen because its sound was "cras! cras!", which in Latin means "tomorrow! tomorrow!" Irrelevant, this latter bit of trivia, but it's why my mind could easily jump to karasu as the sound.
You're right. I actually have a corvid in one of the books that acquires the name "Kura" because of the sound it makes - it's a play on a couple of Japanese words, plus the crow's own voice.
DeleteI'm impressed and concur with the crows, Susan. You are a spiritually divine inspiration. Thank you for sharing the secrets of Mount Inari, while quelling volcanic Mouth Everett.
ReplyDeleteLOL, Jeff.
DeleteAre you heading to Phoenix next month for LCC? Or are you winging back to Greece before that?
Nope--or yep--I'll definitely be in Phoenix! Hoping you'll be too!
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