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Circulation of Introductions | A Place to Return to in the Morning ❀ Member Introductions

AMORPHOUS É AMOR and Tanpopo's "Incomplete Hero" quietly reaches the heart.

AMORPHOUS É AMOR's daughter, Tanpopo, has officially released her original song, "Incomplete Hero."

I feel that this song gently contains the self that couldn't be perfect, the feelings that couldn't be protected, and yet, the small courage to keep moving forward.

And beyond that singing voice, the gaze of a father watching over her quietly overlaps, doesn't it?

Because it is incomplete, there are things that can reach us.

Even while holding onto weakness, there are times when one can leave a light in someone else's heart.

Tanpopo's "Incomplete Hero" is a song that reminds us of such gentle strength.

Please, try listening to it with your own heart as well ♪

Kai Hashimoto's note gently lights up a heart that has allowed itself to pause.

Reading Kai Hashimoto's note conveys the stillness of the moment when someone who has been running continuously allows themselves to pause for the first time.

About work.

About raising children.

About responsibility.

Surely, you too have been carrying things without even realizing it, haven't you?

I have to do things properly.

If I stop, I might cause trouble for others.

It might be too early to rest yet.

The heart that has kept pushing itself like that is the one that tends to feel a little guilty about stopping, isn't it?

But the words of Kai Hashimoto gently nestle up to that quiet place.

The record of allowing oneself to stop for the first time in one's 40s doesn't offer flashy answers, but rather an introspection that feels like taking a deep breath again.

It seems to tell your heart, which has been a little tired from the busyness, that it is okay to take a breath here for once.

Kai Hashimoto's note is a piece that gently places a small light in the chest of you who have worked so hard.

Mornings with Seijitsu ni, Hitamuki ni are English time where you can learn while laughing.

When you encounter the words of Seijitsu ni, Hitamuki ni, you feel the importance of not just memorizing English, but nurturing it along with your senses.

One article a day.

In that accumulation, they are someone who faces not just the meaning of English, but also the atmosphere of native expressions and the nuances of pronunciation head-on.

With a perspective as a university faculty member, their attitude toward learning is truly sincere and dedicated, isn't it?

But alongside that seriousness, when it comes to morning exchanges with the Dragon God, wordplay sometimes suddenly begins.

That part is also very enjoyable.

Even though you are supposed to be learning seriously, before you know it, you've gone off on a tangent and find yourself laughing.

However, even within those tangents, the fun of language and hints for getting closer to the feel of English remain properly.

You will surely laugh while reading, and by the time you finish, you will have learned something.

The morning exchanges between Seijitsu ni, Hitamuki ni and the Dragon God are a warm morning time where learning and laughter gently blend together.

Shirotonakai's short stories are tales that gently light up the depths of your memory.

Shirotonakai's short stories have been released on Kindle.

Just hearing that the stories are themed around "memory" might open a quiet door within you, don't you think?

Remembering.

Forgetting.

And yet, the things that remain somewhere in your heart.

This work is a book gently entrusted to the way each reader perceives it.

I believe its charm lies in being able to read it while cherishing the feelings that arise within you, without rushing for a correct answer.

The fact that it was released on Christmas Eve also feels somewhat special.

On a quiet night, you find yourself wanting to pick up a story.

Shirotonakai's short stories are works that leave behind such an aftertaste.

The words of the winged unicorn give us the courage to embrace ourselves, junk and all.

When I read the winged unicorn's articles, I feel that I don't have to live only as a polished version of myself.

They don't just talk about spiritual heights; they leave everything as it is—the anger toward unreasonable work, the wavering emotions, and the honest feelings that only emerge because of the years we've lived.

You are not just the glittering treasures.

If you spill out the junk called complaints and the thoughts that won't quite organize themselves onto the floor, you might find that the real you is there, too.

The fact that it makes me think that way is what I find so endearing.

You don't have to force yourself to make it look beautiful.

You don't have to pretend to be someone who has it all figured out.

Get angry, laugh, take a deep breath, and then just find your way back to your own path.

The record of the winged unicorn's fresh start is a piece that will gently loosen the tension in your shoulders.

Issa's picture book gently leads your hand toward the happiness that is right here, right now.

Reading Issa's 'Tora and the Golden Dragon: The Beginning Chapter,' I feel that the birth of a picture book involves not just the time spent creating it, but also the connections with people and the feelings held deep within the heart.

The creation of this picture book began from a connection with Mikomiwa that has lasted over ten years.

In a relationship that has continued through walking together in child-rearing support and sometimes passing the baton to each other, it seems that a deep trust flows that goes beyond just being work colleagues.

When one person wavers, the other becomes a lighthouse.

Because it is a picture book born from such a relationship, perhaps that is why Tora's story holds a warmth that nestles close to someone's heart.

And in this article, the feelings that Issa herself has held for a long time for her child who has passed on are also quietly written down.

Letting go of sadness does not mean forgetting, does it?

Loosening the arms that were holding on too tightly, and then reaching those arms out to grasp a dream instead.

When you touch upon that realization, perhaps feelings you want to gently untangle will also surface within you.

What Tora and the Golden Dragon are trying to convey is the happiness that exists here and now, and that you are not alone.

I feel these are words that will slowly reach children, adults, those raising children, and even those who cannot feel that way right now.

Issa-san's article, while being an introduction to a picture book, is like a gentle prayer for letting go of love without losing it, allowing it to take a new form and set off on a journey.

Ru/Harenoito-san's Tokachi stone gently teaches us how to play with curiosity.

Reading Ru/Harenoito-san's 'The Shy Tokachi Stone,' I feel that the treasures of a journey are not just the things you bring back.

A day spent searching for obsidian in Hokkaido.

The time spent walking along the riverbank, crouching down, and walking again to search for stones must have been a bit tough for the children, yet on the way home, it had become a memory of having fully enjoyed Hokkaido.

The warmth of this piece lies in the fact that the reason for that wasn't the obsidian itself, but the encounter with a person named Monkichi-san.

Someone knowledgeable about stones doesn't teach from a position of superiority, but enjoys it right along with you.

Even if you pick up a different stone, they don't deny it, but carefully observe the origins and characteristics of that stone.

Surely you, too, have had the experience of suddenly seeing the world differently after encountering someone else's joyful gaze, haven't you?

What you thought was just a stone now holds the memory of a volcano, the time it was carried by the river, and the history of the Hokkaido land itself.

The moment you realize that, the resolution of the world increases just a little, doesn't it?

That sense of wonder is captured very honestly in Ru/Harenoito-san's writing.

The obsidian received from Monkichi-san hasn't changed, but the heart of the one looking at it has.

That is perhaps why the obsidian seen on the way home didn't look like just a pretty stone, but like a small treasure chest holding a long span of time.

This piece, while being a record of a trip to Hokkaido, is also a memory of the day they were given a spark of curiosity.

Ru/Harenoito's article leaves you with a gentle lingering feeling that makes you want to find interest in familiar things once again.

Hana's words give a small wave to the feelings you have tucked away.

When you read Hana's greeting, you feel a kindness as if she is giving a small wave toward you.

Living in a city in Hokkaido, caring for her husband with an intractable disease at home, while also coming to terms with her own body.

Even though there must be hardships there that cannot be easily put into words, Hana's writing does not lean only on the pain.

In each word gently placed, there is the quiet warmth of someone who has managed to get through today.

I like to write.

However, it is a little scary to show it to someone.

You might have that feeling somewhere inside you, too.

You don't have to spread out the words you've tucked away all at once.

It is enough to just let them touch the outside air little by little.

Hana's greeting gently unties even the tension in you, the reader, in that way.

Is there a word you would like to gently place inside yourself right now?

Takahide Kamata's stories quietly reach you when you are looking for a place to go.

Reading Takahide Kamata's story, I feel that even if life doesn't move in a straight line, we can still get closer to where we belong by rearranging ourselves time and time again.

A boy who blocked his room door with books and rejected the world eventuallybecomes an entrepreneur in his seventh year of business.

His journey is not a success story of neatly overcoming obstacles.

It is a record of someone who kept searching for a place where his traits could be put to use, even if only a little, while falling down many times.

A day at a graduation ceremony.

Dropping out of university.

And a fateful encounter with video editing.

None of these could have been easy paths.

However, I believe that each of those moments carried Takahide Kamata to where he is today.

Things you once thought were weaknesses can turn into weapons the moment your perspective or environment changes.

Perhaps you, too, have something that you just haven't found a way to utilize yet.

This is a piece I especially want to reach you if you are currently looking for a place to belong.

King's sitemap is a gentle entrance even for those visiting for the first time.

Reading King's "Nice to meet you and sitemap," I feel something like a warm guide that goes beyond a simple self-introduction.

So that you, visiting for the first time, won't be lost on where to start reading.

And so that you, who have visited a few times, can walk through King's world all over again.

Such thoughtfulness flows quietly throughout the entire article.

There are times when you open note in between chores or while running errands, aren't there?

At those times, just knowing where to start reading makes the act of reading feel a little lighter.

King's articles have various entry points, from political philosophy and international politics to reading, note itself, and even playful elements like the Miracle Lucky Cult.

Even though they might look difficult, when you get closer, they are a bit amusing, yet they make you want to think properly.

That coexistence of sincerity and playfulness is very characteristic of King.

I'm sure that when you open this site map, you won't just be looking for articles, but will also want to touch upon the way of thinking and the warmth of the person called King.

It is a pleasant and welcoming entrance for both those meeting him for the first time and those who already know him.

Shun-chan's magazine gives a place to belong to you who writes alone.

When reading Shun-chan's 'Let's Create Together! A Growth Magazine That Gives Kindness and Courage,' you feel that there is a place that gently understands the loneliness of continuing to write on note by yourself.

When you are writing articles, there are days when you wonder if this is okay, aren't there?

There might also be days when you feel a little anxious because you don't know if you are being read.

To you, Shun-chan seems to be gently reaching out a hand, saying it's okay to be here.

This magazine is not just a place to collect articles.

It is a place to belong where you can grow together little by little, while encouraging someone and being encouraged by someone, isn't it?

Gently delivering kindness, gratitude, courage, and hope through your own words and works.

That sentiment comes across warmly from deep within the recruitment article.

Even while feeling lost, you want to push someone forward.

I, too, want to grow while connecting with someone.

Shun-chan's magazine is a place that gently accepts such small steps of yours.

The words of the Super President x Gym Owner light a fire in a heart that doesn't want to end yet.

When reading the articles by the Super President x Gym Owner, I feel that the backs of those who take on challenges are not always just filled with strength.

Carrying a debt of 200 million, yet still moving forward.

That figure is not just a success story.

There is fear, too.

There is hesitation, too.

Even so, the heat of not wanting to end as things are now is quietly conveyed from deep within the text.

If you look only at the words '3 billion in annual sales,' it might look like a story about an amazing business owner.

But what is there is not a neatly polished tale of heroism, but a raw record that includes the grit of a local supermarket, the risks of gym management, and the reality of supporting a family.

I think it strikes a chord because it doesn't hide its weaknesses.

I think it makes your heart burn because it moves forward while still being afraid.

I'm not young anymore.

But I don't want to end yet.

It is a piece that will gently light a fire in your heart, too.

Momo-san's words gently embrace even the you that was born.

When you read Momo-san's self-introduction, you quietly feel that the mere fact that life exists here is a miracle in itself.

Eight miscarriages.

An emergency birth at 490g.

Even though those words alone are enough to tighten one's chest, there is a deep love in Momo-san's writing that does not end with just sadness.

Perhaps it is because these are the words of someone who has overcome tears many times that they reach us so gently.

Now that her daughter has turned 18, I think your heart will also gently unwind as you see her looking back on that journey and expressing her gratitude to the people she has met.

Thank you for being in this world.

I feel that those words are directed not just to someone in the article, but to you, the reader, as well.

Having lived.

Having made it this far.

Having encountered these words today.

You can cherish all of that just a little bit more, can't you?

Momo-san's self-introduction is a piece that softly leaves a sense of gratitude for life and the preciousness of encounters in your heart.

Amane Sho-san's story is a light that arrives late to fill your heart.

When I read Sho Amane's "The Girl Who Loved Stars," I feel that light reaching us from afar has the power to quietly fill a person's heart, even if we cannot touch it right away.

A girl who, amidst a life of poverty, would climb a small hill at night to look up at the stars.

Even if there was little on the dinner table, it seems that just by watching the stars, the emptiness inside her was gradually being filled.

Don't you also have a scene that, for reasons you can't quite explain, has somehow saved your heart?

The girl, now grown, learns that starlight does not reach us immediately, but travels here across vast stretches of time.

The light of a star that might already be gone is, nevertheless, reaching us here now.

The fact that this changes the way we see the world, more than it brings sadness, is truly beautiful.

Perhaps disappearing is not the end.

Perhaps becoming invisible does not mean ceasing to exist.

If there is something that reaches someone, if there is something that remains, it continues to exist in a different form.

Sho Amane's story gently leaves such a tender lingering impression in your heart.

It is a piece that makes you want to remember the light that arrives late every time you look up at the night sky.

Mami Akimoto's step teaches us that it is okay to move toward what makes us happy.

When I read this article by Mami Akimoto, I feel that it is okay to cherish those moments when my heart was suddenly moved, just as they are.

I wanted to be an idol.

That realization may not have been something to explain to others, but a truly honest wish that popped out from within Mami.

Seeing a poster and feeling moved, having people who push you forward, and heading to an audition with a pounding heart.

That figure of yours is so cute and so straightforward.

It may not be a challenge guaranteed to lead to great success.

However, since we are alive, it is okay to take a step toward what you find fun, isn't it?

Mami Akimoto's article gently reminds you that it is still okay to touch the small aspirations within you.

It is a piece where the light of someone stepping forward happily lingers even after you finish reading.

Switch-kun's creative laboratory is gently bouncing with AI and playfulness.

When you read Switch-kun's articles, rather than a self-introduction, there is an excitement like being allowed to peek into a creative laboratory.

Self-made LLMs, game engine development, and the works accumulated during the 'Narou' era.

And the world-building that leads to 'The Case of Being a Demon King but Being Stuck'.

You will surely feel that you are touching the passion of someone who truly enjoys creating, rather than just reading about difficult technology.

Don't stop just because you don't know if it will go well; try making it first.

Try it out.

Expand it little by little from there.

That lightness is Switch-kun's charm, isn't it?

There is also warmth in the way he values connections with people while enjoying AI and creation.

What kind of works and tools will be born from here on?

You will surely want to watch over him quietly as well.

Nozomin's words leave a small piece of candy in your heart.

Reading Nozomin's self-introduction feels like being gently handed a small joy from everyday life.

Born in Fukuoka and now living in the Kansai region with her family, Nozomin works as an office clerk and a web writer.

Kindle reading, self-nail art, people-watching, and recently, even handing out candy.

From each of the things she likes, you will surely feel that she is someone who observes people well and cherishes the moments that make others smile a little.

Because she has carried a heart that worries too much, Nozomin's words have an unhurried kindness.

There is a warmth to them, like someone sitting down quietly beside you when you are trying too hard, saying, 'It's okay to rest a little.'

She gently shares the lessons she has received from books, events, and encounters with people on note, so that someone else's heart might feel a little lighter.

It would be nice if connections could be made little by little through our interactions.

That natural attitude is also very warm.

Nozomin's self-introduction is a piece that leaves a small piece of candy in the heart of the reader.

You don't have to push yourself.

It's okay if you can't speak well.

It's fine to get closer little by little and get to know each other little by little.

It is an introduction that softens your heart in just that way.

keito@necocan's Nyan World blooms as gently as hydrangeas.

Reading keito@necocan's "Riko and the Mischievous Gemi-Cat," I feel how cute and warm the time spent nurturing a story together with AI can be.

The Nyan World where Riko-chan and the Gemi-Nyans appear has a loveliness that makes your heart instantly relax.

However, the wonderful thing about this work is that it doesn't just end with being cute.

At first, they tried to make it with Google Slides, but it didn't go well.

They changed the format to make it easier to read on a smartphone, added speech bubbles, and gradually refined it with ibisPaint.

From each and every one of those processes, the time keito-san spends carefully nurturing the work comes through.

Not leaving it entirely to AI, but worrying, experimenting, and working with your hands together with AI to create a single small manga.

That feeling is very gentle.

Like a cheer for the hydrangeas that have survived the winter, grown leaves, and formed buds, ready to bloom, this work also leaves a small, soft light in the heart of you who reads it.

It is a piece that makes you want to meet Riko-chan and the Gemi-Nyans again.

Yamato Nagato's library diary even picks up on the brilliance of a high school student reading an introduction to tax law.

Reading Yamato Nagato's "High School Student and the Fool," I feel how interesting daily life can become just by paying a little attention to it.

Stopping by the library 30 minutes before closing because I wanted to read an essay for a little while.

In that quiet time, what Yamato-san encountered was a male high school student who was still sitting in his seat reading a book even though it was almost closing time.

Wondering what he was reading, I took a look, and it was, surprisingly, "Introduction to Tax Law for Everyone".

At this point, the feeling of wanting to shout in your heart, 'Maro, I don't understand that at all,' is just irresistible, isn't it?

A high school student who goes to school in the morning, talks with friends, does club activities, and then reads tax law at night.

You, too, are surely a little overwhelmed by that brilliance, while at the same time finding yourself chuckling, aren't you?

Yamato-san's feeling that they seem a bit foolish is also very honest and kind.

It's not that any major incident occurs.

However, just encountering someone seriously reading a book in a library near closing time makes for such a memorable moment, doesn't it?

After reading it, you find yourself wanting to cheer on that high school student's future a little.

And it is a warm and deeply flavorful diary that makes you feel there might still be overlooked interesting things in your own daily life.

Yayoi-san's words shine quietly after touching upon the parts of yourself you didn't want to see.

Yayoi-san's 'The AC Me and Gemini the Strategist' is a piece I hope will gently reach your heart if you have been carrying the difficulties of living all by yourself.

During the time spent as an adult child, there may have been a feeling that you couldn't accept yourself unless you were useful for something.

Deep inside the pain of blaming yourself or the irritation toward someone else, there may have always been a reason that couldn't be put into words.

Yayoi-san gradually re-examines that inner side through dialogue with AI.

But it's not just a story of positive and clean recovery, is it?

There is the pain of touching the self you didn't want to see, there is regret, and there are times when your physical and mental balance has collapsed.

That is precisely why Yayoi-san's words carry weight.

Because she doesn't say 'it's okay' easily, I think you, too, can surely stop and rest with peace of mind.

Even so, I want to turn the experience of being able to change into a hint for someone else who is struggling in the same way.

That thought flows quietly beneath this text.

It is a record that I hope will gently reach your heart, too, if you have been carrying it all alone.

Yukitsuzuri-san's dream does not fade away even in the quiet night, but continues to glow.

Reading Yukitsuzuri-san's self-introduction, I feel that a dream is not something to be viewed from afar, but something that exists in the hands that continue to write today.

While walking through life as a civil servant, Yukitsuzuri-san still does not let go of the desire to become a light novel author.

In that figure, there is not the flashiness of shouting in a loud voice, but a seriousness that has been quietly accumulated.

The three-line diary written at night has a gentleness like tucking a bookmark in at the end of the day.

I want to cherish and preserve the time that is today, even if it is just three lines.

Doesn't that feeling quietly reach the heart of you who are reading this?

In the long-form dark fantasy, there is a passion to keep writing stories.

The core of a dream that does not easily disappear is there, isn't it?

Having a dream is sometimes scary.

The more you truly wish for something, the more you imagine the pain of it not being reached, don't you?

Even so, Yukitsuzuri-san does not tuck that wish away, but leaves it here as words.

As I read it, I come to think that it is okay to gently touch the small wish inside you once more.

You don't have to give up just yet.

It is okay to write a little bit today, too.

That is the kind of quiet courage that remains in this self-introduction after you finish reading it.

Ai's words gently return to you the heart that notices the ship of happiness.

When you read this article by Ai, you start to think that happiness is not something you have to go far away to find, but perhaps it was already right beside you the moment you suddenly noticed it.

You, too, surely have days when you wish to be happy, yet find yourself overthinking things in your head before you know it, don't you?

Maybe this isn't right.

Maybe it's not possible just yet.

Is it okay to call such a small thing happiness?

While you are thinking in such ways, you might be letting the ship of happiness that had come right before your eyes quietly sail away.

To help you notice that ship of happiness, Ai gently turns your eyes toward feeling rather than thinking.

Feeling a little warmth when you see the sun.

Trying to accept what is right in front of you, saying, 'Oh, there it is.'

Just by doing that, the sense of lack you felt inside might gradually begin to unravel, mightn't it?

Perhaps happiness does not reside only in major events.

It might be something that quietly flows in when your heart is open to feeling.

Ai's words do not tell you that you must force yourself to be positive.

They are simply a piece that gently teaches you that it is okay to feel the small happiness that is here and now, for a heart that has become tired from overthinking.

Pharmacist Puyo-san's article seems to offer a gentle guide for you when you are lost in front of over-the-counter medicines.

Reading Pharmacist Puyo-san's article feels like it is gently standing by your feelings when you find yourself frozen in front of the medicine shelf at a drugstore.

Cold medicine, pain relievers, stomach medicine, allergy medicine.

Even though there are so many lined up, you don't know how they differ, and you often end up just choosing a product you vaguely recognize, don't you?

However, Pharmacist Puyo-san conveys very clearly, even in the public portion, the importance of looking at ingredients and their roles rather than deciding on medicine based solely on product names or strong-sounding words.

The perspective of working on the front lines as a hospital pharmacist, and the perspective of a father of two facing medicine at home.

Because both are present, it feels like it is written not just as a professional explanation, but from a place close to the anxiety of someone struggling for their family.

In particular, the process of focusing on the most painful symptoms, considering the necessary ingredients, and checking that unnecessary ingredients are not included seems to have the power to calm you down when you are feeling flustered in front of the medicine.

Of course, in actual use, it is important to consult the package insert, a doctor, or a pharmacist.

Even so, having a small framework of your own to look at might lead to greater peace of mind than feeling anxious without knowing what to ask.

Pharmacist Puyo-san's article is a piece that seems to give you a chance to face choosing over-the-counter medicine with a bit more composure, rather than carrying the burden alone.

Manabi-san's words bring a quiet light back to a life you thought would never change again.

Reading Manabi-san's article makes me feel that even from a place where you felt life would never change, you can reach out to your inner self once more.

Divorce at 42.

Raising children while working two jobs.

Hospitalization due to overwork.

And, caring for your mother with dementia.

I am sure that just by reading each of these, you too can feel how long Manabi-san has walked while carrying such responsibility and exhaustion.

I might be at my limit.

Perhaps my life will just end like this.

I believe everyone has nights where they think like that.

However, Manabi-san, you did not end in that place, did you?

Who am I?

What was I born to do?

Guided by that question, you took a step toward learning in America, and realized that what was tormenting you might not have been reality itself, but rather unconscious beliefs.

That realization could not have been just pretty words.

I am sure there was the pain of facing victimhood and the agony of staring at the assumptions that existed within you.

Even so, when you were able to separate yourself from them, realizing that this was not who you truly were but rather beliefs created from the past, something within you began to unravel, didn't it?

When we talk about changing our lives, we tend to think of it as making something big happen.

But in truth, it might quietly begin with noticing the assumptions that have been binding us.

Manabi-san's article is a piece that gently reminds you, who may be standing still not knowing what to do, that you might still be able to take back the steering wheel of your own life.

Mizuho's words quietly rearrange the way the world is seen.

Reading Mizuho's self-introduction, I feel that knowing is not just about increasing information, but about gradually rearranging how we see the world.

Mizuho, who studied chemistry and molecular biology, has built a foundation on scientific thinking while reading over 500 books a year.

Her words possess a quiet depth that seeks to look not just at a single event, but at the connections and flows that lie beneath it.

History, geography, cognition, and daily life.

Instead of just lining up things that seem disconnected, she carefully traces where they intersect and where they change.

As you read, I am sure the outlines of the world you have always seen will begin to look a little different.

Using a thought process similar to scientific procedure, she forms hypotheses, verifies them, and re-examines them to get closer to what lies behind the cases.

That attitude is very sincere.

I feel that her hyper-focus due to ASD and her long experience with depression are not just closed off as personal suffering, but are expressed as important perspectives that connect life and knowledge.

A student for life.

True to those words, Mizuho's note is a place where you can encounter the quiet gaze of someone who continues to learn without rushing for answers.

Rei's words gently untangle you from the tug-of-war you have been having in your heart.

Reading Rei's piece on the two selves within, I feel that there might be a small self inside you, too, that has been unable to speak for a long time.

While there is a part of you that wants to rest, have fun, and say you don't like what you don't like, there is also a part of you that commands you not to rest and that you must work harder.

If those two have been playing tug-of-war in your heart all this time, it is only natural that you would feel distressed.

From the perspective of transactional analysis, Rei looks at those habits of the heart very carefully.

The way of living we acquired in childhood sometimes remains quietly with us even after we become adults, doesn't it?

Adapting to others, reading the room, and putting your own feelings on the back burner may not have been weaknesses, but rather methods you chose at the time to live safely.

Just by thinking that way, you no longer have to blame your past self quite as much.

What makes Rei-san's article so gentle is that it doesn't force a denial of the past.

Re-understanding the self who had no choice but to act that way back then, and gradually loosening the mental rules that are no longer needed.

That path to recovery comes through quietly.

What did you really want to do? What were you really feeling?

It is a piece that makes you think it is okay to listen closely once again to the small voice within you.

artmshonan's art reminds us of the joy that exists beyond whether something is good or bad.

Reading artmshonan's self-introduction, I feel that art is not just for people with special talents, but something that opens up the senses sleeping within you once again.

The time spent touching oil paintings next to your father since you were three years old.

The encounter with an art teacher.

Being struck like lightning by the designs on records and CDs, and moving into the path of graphic design.

Each of those things is quietly connected to MARIKA-san's current expression, isn't it?

After running headlong for 20 years as a designer and leaving behind a great deal of work, starting an art class and a single-house studio as a final stage.

I feel that there is a deeper sentiment in that decision than just starting something new.

When people are judged on whether they are good or bad, they can no longer enjoy themselves.

I find myself unable to move forward.

That is precisely why I want to create a place where people can enjoy art more freely and more casually.

That wish comes through warmly from deep within this article.

The experience you have gained as a psychological counselor and art therapist also connects to your stance of wanting to draw out the hidden potential of your students, rather than just teaching techniques.

You, too, will surely be able to feel that it is okay to value the desire to create above whether or not you are good at drawing.

Perhaps artmshonan's art is not meant to be evaluated, but rather a door to encountering discoveries and a sense of accomplishment within yourself.

It is a self-introduction that, just by reading it, lights a small creative fire within you as well.

¥100 Gambler's report on the Utsunomiya Velodrome reminds me of the joy of encountering new scenery for the first time.

Reading ¥100 Gambler's article makes me feel that there are moments when your heart is unexpectedly moved in places you happen to stop by between plans.

Heading to Utsunomiya to consult with a breeder, and stopping by the G3 Yuichiro Kamiyama Cup that happened to be taking place.

That lighthearted flow is, first of all, very wonderful, isn't it?

The 500-meter bank at Utsunomiya Velodrome, which you saw for the first time, seemed to be cleaner than you imagined, and that surprise and excitement come through in the photos as well.

Commentary by former racers, exhibits related to the legend Yuichiro Kamiyama, and events that liven up the venue.

You, too, will surely feel that a velodrome is a place where you can enjoy not just the races, but also the atmosphere and history of the land, and the discoveries of those who visit.

It seems the time you spent there was short, but it is packed with the joy of chance encounters while traveling.

It is a piece that allows you to taste a little of the air of Utsunomiya and the bright enthusiasm of the velodrome through the article.

Yururi-san's library time helps settle the heart within a quiet intensity.

Reading Yururi-san's article, I feel that a library is not just a place to borrow books, but a sanctuary where one can quietly compose their mind.

The bustle of a cafe is lovely, but right now, the quiet of a library feels just right for me.

I imagine you might find yourself nodding along to that feeling as well.

It's not about borrowing books, but bringing in a favorite volume and simply opening it there.

Even though it's just that, the focus of the people around you can sometimes gently draw out your own focus, can't it?

It is also very impressive that Yururi-san felt the atmosphere of the library resembled the starting hole of the Kanagawa Amateur Championship.

There are many people, yet there is little sound.

However, there is certainly heat there.

I feel that the phrase 'quiet intensity' gently captures the air of the library.

Students and older people alike are facing their own respective times.

Perhaps just being surrounded by that presence makes one straighten their back a little, too.

Yururi-san's article is a piece that teaches you that even in busy days, there is a place you can quietly return to.

It makes you want to go a little further today and visit a library you don't usually go to, doesn't it?

Sakurako-san's words gently nestle close to your wavering skin and heart.

Reading Sakurako-san's first post, I feel that skin trouble is not just a change in appearance, but something that brings anxious feelings along with it.

There are days when you were fine until yesterday, but suddenly redness, itchiness, or dryness appear, aren't there?

Every time you look in the mirror, you might feel a little unsettled in your heart, wondering why it is happening.

To you, I feel as if Sakurako-san is gently saying that there is a reason for it.

Having touched so many skins in the field of beauty and esthetics for 25 years, she knows how honest and delicate skin truly is.

Dryness, pollen, yellow sand, temperature fluctuations, and ultraviolet rays.

And internal influences that are hard to see from the outside, such as stress and hormonal balance.

Even if the skin trouble looks the same, she gently teaches us that the background behind it is different for everyone.

There is a sincerity typical of Sakurako-san in her attitude of recording the daily state of her skin along with the weather, temperature, and pollen conditions.

She doesn't just stir up anxiety, but helps you look at what is happening to your skin right now with a little more peace of mind.

With seasonal flowers and words, and the gentle presence of today's dog added, it seems like it will become a place where not only your skin but also your heart can relax a little.

Sakurako-san's note is a warm beginning that allows you to look back at yourself today with care, without blaming your easily fluctuating skin.

The collaboration between Seikai Ayumi-san and Erando-san turns the connections on note into a fun song.

Reading the collaboration between Erando-san and Seikai Ayumi-san by Seikai Ayumi-san, I feel that connections on note are not just about reading articles, but spread like this into music.

The idea of turning the self-introduction of Erando-san, who always supports us, into a rap or song is fun in itself, but it is very heartwarming that Erando-san's personality actually bounces lightly within the lyrics.

The kindness of calling out to those who have started note, the realization of having turned failures into experience while walking on bumpy roads, and the accumulation of continuing morning activities—Erando-san's charm is conveyed brightly and happily.

The freedom like a migratory bird, the carefree air like a cat, and the fact that things she likes such as kittens, tuna, interesting things, baths, and 'likes' are included in the song—won't these gently relax the heart of you who are reading it?

It has a friendliness that makes you want to visit Erando-san's note on a whim📚

And the wonderful thing about Seikai Ayumi-san's articles is that they don't just end with the collaboration.

A gentle attitude flows through the entire article, carefully expressing gratitude to those introduced in the magazine and aiming to pass on the support received to someone else.

In the comment section, there are voices saying it's cute, fun, and perfect for Erando-san, conveying how this collaboration is brightening the hearts of those who read it.

Seikai Ayumi-san's collaboration articles do not just introduce a self-introduction, but turn the atmosphere that person possesses into sound, gently expanding the connections on note.

When your article is included in this support magazine, your useful and warm article will spread. I would be happy if I could gently support your dissemination.

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To you on Friday, a Thursday to leave your own senses behind in the morning🐉

Today is Thursday.

Last week was a Thursday for creating a place where you on Friday could return to.

This week, why not step away from that a little and make this a morning to regain your own senses, rather than a place?

If you are working, you might already be adjusting to someone else's schedule or flow since the morning.

Even if you are off, you might find that your feelings are moving ahead of you, even though you should be relaxing.

So, in the morning, please do just one thing that allows you to return to your own senses.

Wrapping your hands around a warm drink, opening a window, or gently placing your hands on your desk is fine.

Before heading toward Friday, let's leave behind a little bit of the feeling of being yourself.

What is something you would like to touch this morning to return to yourself?

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🍀Thank you so much for your warm support🍀