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Introduction Cycle | A place to return to in the morning ❀ Member Introduction

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

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 the small courage to keep moving forward anyway.

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

It is precisely because it is incomplete that it reaches us.

Even while carrying weaknesses, there are times when you can leave a light in someone'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.

When you read Kai Hashimoto's note, you can feel the stillness of the moment when someone who has been running continuously allows themselves to stop for the first time.

Work.

Child-rearing.

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.

A heart that has kept pushing itself like that is the one that feels a little guilty about stopping, isn't it?

However, Kai Hashimoto's words gently nestle into that quiet space.

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

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

Kai Hashimoto's note is a piece that gently places a small light in the heart of someone who has been working hard.

Mornings with Seijitsu ni, Hitamuki ni are English study times where you can laugh and learn.

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.

Through that accumulation, they are someone who faces not only 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.

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, you find yourself digressing a little and laughing before you know it.

However, even within those digressions, hints about the fun of language and getting closer to the feel of English are properly left behind.

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 they are stories with the keyword "memory" might open a quiet door within you, don't you think?

Remembering.

Forgetting.

Even so, there are things that remain somewhere in the heart.

This work is a book gently entrusted to the individual interpretation of each reader.

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

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

On a quiet night, one feels like picking up a story.

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

The words of the winged unicorn give one the courage to re-embrace oneself, junk and all.

Reading the winged unicorn's articles makes me feel that I don't have to live only as a 'perfect' version of myself.

They don't just talk about spiritual heights; they also leave room for anger at unreasonable work, wavering emotions, and the honest feelings that come with aging—all just as they are.

Only sparkling treasures do not define who I am.

Perhaps if we spill the junk called complaints and the thoughts that don't quite come together onto the floor, we might find our true selves there as well.

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

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

You don't have to pretend to be someone who has reached enlightenment.

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

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

Issa-san's picture book gently leads your hand toward the happiness that exists right here and now 🐉

Reading Issa-san's 'Tora and the Golden Dragon: Chapter of Beginnings,' I feel that the creation of a single picture book involves not just the time spent producing it, but also the connections with people and the feelings held deep within the heart.

The picture book production began from a connection with Mikomiwa-san 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 sways, the other becomes a lighthouse.

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

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

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

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

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

While Issa-san's article is an introduction to a picture book, it is also like a gentle prayer for letting love depart in a new form without letting it go.

Ru-san reminds us of the small talents found at the end of a detour 🐉

Reading Ru-san's two articles, I feel that the things we love grow not only from neatly planned paths, but also from unexpected detours and fun conversations with others.

Tanipara, which combines paracord and succulents, started with a friend.

Starting with a laugh about not making beef bowls, the way the work increases and a small dream of wanting to appear at a market someday grows, shows the power of enjoyment that is uniquely Ru-san's.

In the time spent taking photos, planting succulents, and bringing what each can do to the table, there is the joy of starting something without force.

And in the article of gratitude for the magazine feature made by Komorebi-tei, the joy of having someone gently discover the things Ru-san has cherished daily comes through.

Picking up stones.

Growing succulents.

Being able to think that even if you fail, it's okay because it's fun.

Having those things accepted with the words that a detour might be a talent must surely have been a great gift.

Ru-san's article is a piece that makes you, in the morning, think that it is okay if things don't go as planned, and that you can try to move forward today with a little bit of curiosity.

Hana-san's words wave a small greeting to the feelings I've kept tucked away.

When I read Hana-san's greetings, I feel a kindness as if she is waving a small hello to me.

Living in a town in Hokkaido, caring for her husband who has 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-san's writing does not lean only on the pain.

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

I like to write.

But, it's a little scary to show it to anyone.

Perhaps you have that feeling somewhere inside you, too.

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

It's enough to just let them touch the outside air, little by little.

Hana-san's greetings gently untangle even the tension of you, the reader, in that way.

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

Takahide Kamata's stories reach you, who are looking for a place to go, ever so gently.

When I read Takahide Kamata's stories, I feel that even if life doesn't move in a straight line, we can get closer to our own place by rearranging things over and over again.

A boy who blocked his room door with books and rejected the world eventually becomes a business owner in his seventh year of operation.

That 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 utilized, even 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 paths could have been easy.

However, I believe that each and every one of those moments is what 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 simply haven't found a way to utilize yet.

This is a piece I hope reaches you, especially 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.

When you read King's "Nice to meet you and sitemap," you feel something more like a warm guide than just a simple self-introduction.

It is designed so that you, as a first-time visitor, won't be lost on where to start reading.

It is also designed so that you, who have visited several times, can walk through King's world all over again.

Such thoughtfulness flows quietly throughout the entire article.

You know how you sometimes open note in the middle of housework or while running errands, right?

At those times, just knowing where to start reading makes your mind feel a little lighter.

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

Even though they might look difficult, when you get closer, they make you smile a little, yet they still make you want to think properly.

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

I am sure that when you open this sitemap, you will want to do more than just look for articles; you will want to touch upon the way King thinks and the warmth of his personality.

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

Shun-chan's magazine gives you a place to belong when you are writing on your own.

When you read 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 you are doing it right, aren't there?

There may be days when you feel a little anxious, not knowing if you are being read.

To you, Shun-chan seems to be gently reaching out a hand, telling you that it is okay to be here.

This magazine is not just a place to collect articles.

It is a place for us to grow together little by little, encouraging others while being encouraged ourselves.

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

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

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

You also want to grow while connecting with others.

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

The words of the Supermarket President & Gym Owner light a fire in a heart that does not want to end yet.

Reading the articles by the Supermarket President & 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 yen, yet still moving forward.

That figure is not just a success story.

There is fear, too.

There is hesitation, too.

Even so, the passion 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 yen in annual sales,' it might look like a story about an amazing business owner.

But what is there is not a 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 resonates because it does not hide its weaknesses.

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

I am not young anymore.

But I don't want it to end just yet.

This is a piece that will gently light a fire in a heart like yours.

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

Reading 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 your chest, there is a deep love in Momo-san's writing that doesn't end with just sadness.

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

Now that her daughter has turned 18, I think your heart will surely soften as you watch her look back on that journey and convey her gratitude to the people she has met.

Thank you for being in this world.

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

The fact that you have lived.

The fact that you have come this far.

The fact that you encountered these words today.

You can rethink all of that, just a little, as something precious, 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's stories provide light that arrives late to fill your heart.

When you read Amane Sho's 'The Girl Who Loved Stars,' you feel that light arriving from afar has the power to quietly fill a person's heart, even if you 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 is little on the table, it felt as though the emptiness inside me was gradually being filled, if only while I was watching the stars.

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

The girl who has grown into an adult learns that starlight does not reach us immediately, but travels across vast amounts of time to get here.

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

The fact that this quietly changes how one sees the world, rather than bringing sadness, is truly beautiful.

Perhaps disappearing is not the end.

Perhaps becoming invisible is not the same as ceasing to exist.

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

Sho Amane's story leaves such a gentle lingering feeling softly 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 first step teaches us that it is okay to move toward what is fun.

When you read this article by Mami Akimoto, you start to feel that it is okay to cherish those moments when your 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 herself.

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

That figure is so cute and so straightforward.

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

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

Mami Akimoto's article gently makes you feel that it is still okay to touch the small longings within you.

It is a piece where the light of someone stepping forward joyfully remains with you even after you finish reading 📚

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

Reading Switch-kun's articles feels less like a self-introduction and more like being invited to peek into a creative laboratory, which is truly exciting.

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 Stuck Despite Becoming the Demon King'.

You will surely feel that you are not just reading about difficult technical topics, but rather touching the passion of someone who genuinely enjoys creating.

Not stopping at whether something will work or not, but trying to make it first.

Giving it a try.

And then expanding it little by little from there.

That lightness is exactly what makes Switch-kun so charming.

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

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

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

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

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

Born in Fukuoka, Nozomin-san now lives with her family in the Kansai region, working as an office clerk and a web writer.

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

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

Precisely because she has carried a heart that worries too much, Nozomin-san's words have a gentleness that never rushes you.

There is a warmth to them, as if she is sitting quietly beside you when you are trying too hard to be perfect, saying, 'It's okay to rest a little, you know.'

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.

I hope our connection grows little by little through our interactions.

That natural approach of yours is also very warm.

Nozomin-san's self-introduction is a piece that feels like it places 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 perfectly.

We can 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 note guides you to the joy of creation along with the cat girl Riko 🐉

Reading keito@necocan's two articles makes me feel that even if creativity seems to have drifted far away, it is something that has been waiting for you in your heart all along.

Having drawn manga and created stories since childhood, keito-san has kept manga close to her heart even after a long hiatus.

That passion is now beginning to move in a new form through her encounter with AI.

At the center of it all is the cat girl, Riko.

Riko, a character she originally drew long ago, has taken on a new form through interactions with Gemini, becoming a top image for 30-second music, an English story, and gradually expanding her world into a picture-story fantasy manga.

There is a gentleness in that flow, as if your present self is going to welcome back something your past self cherished.

The sea voyage with Chapinyan, the sea walk drawn with Gemini, and the pinned page that changes with the seasons.

Each one feels like a small playground that has jumped out of a Mac, and I think you, the reader, will also want to take a peek into Riko's world.

keito-san's note is not a place where only finished products are lined up, but a place where there is the joy of creation, trying things out, having fun, and giving shape to ideas together with AI.

Cats, manga, music, English stories, and love for the works drawn long ago.

As these overlap, Riko's world is growing little by little, isn't it?

As you read, the things you loved that were sleeping inside you might just peek out again.

keito@necocan's note is a place that, along with Rico, gently leads you to the joy of creating.

Yayoi's words make me re-examine the feelings that were left behind in a family that appears calm.

Reading Yayoi's "Calm Dysfunctional Family," I feel that the hardship born within a family does not always manifest in an easy-to-understand way.

A family that looks calm and harmonious at first glance.

But within that, there are times when feelings are not fully accepted or someone's pain doesn't quite reach others, which can leave a deep mark on a child's heart.

Yayoi carefully re-examines those memories, not to blame anyone, but to include the atmosphere of the home and society at that time.

I want to accept my mother's feelings.

I want my father to smile, too.

Perhaps because both were important, Yayoi, as a child, may have started looking at those around her before her own feelings, searching for the words that were needed.

As you read this, you might also remember the time when you unconsciously took on a role within your own family.

What makes this article stay in your heart is that it doesn't just treat the term "dysfunctional family" as a strong, problematic issue.

Even in a family that looks calm, there is the loneliness of feelings not reaching others and the pain of carrying too many roles.

Yayoi carefully places words on those hard-to-see parts from the perspective of who she is now as an adult.

And what remains at the end is a very fundamental realization: people have value not because they are useful, but simply because they exist.

For adults to live with peace of mind.

To be able to show weakness.

To be able to be supported by someone.

That which seems obvious yet is difficult, also leads to a child's sense of security.

Yayoi's article is a piece written not to blame, but to gently re-understand the place called family, which is often too close to see clearly.

Yukitsuzuri Yuki's dream remains lit, not fading even in the quiet night.

Reading Yukitsuzuri-san's self-introduction, I feel that dreams are not things to be viewed from afar, but are held within the hands that continue to write today.

While walking through life as a civil servant, Yukitsuzuri-san still refuses to 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 softly 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 in three lines.

Doesn't that feeling quietly reach the heart of you who are reading it as well?

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

The core of a dream that does not easily fade 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 for us as words.

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

You don't have to give up yet.

It is okay to try writing just a little bit today, too.

That is the kind of quiet courage that remains after finishing reading this self-introduction.

Ai-san's words gently return the heart to noticing the ship of happiness.

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

You, too, surely have days where you wish to be happy, but end up thinking too much in your head before you know it, don't you?

This might be wrong.

It might be impossible for now.

I wonder if it is okay to call such small things happiness.

Perhaps while thinking in that way, there are times when we gently let the ship of happiness that had come right before our eyes sail away.

Ai-san, in order to notice that ship of happiness, gently turns her eyes toward feeling rather than thinking.

Feeling a little warmth when the sun is visible.

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

Just by doing that, the sense of lack that was inside you might gradually unravel, might it not?

Perhaps happiness does not reside only in big events.

Perhaps it is something that quietly flows in when the heart that feels opens up.

Ai-san's words do not tell you to force yourself to be positive.

It is simply a piece that gently teaches a heart tired from overthinking that it is okay to feel the small happiness that is here and now once again.

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

When you read Manabi-san's articles, you 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 a mother with dementia.

You, too, will surely feel, just by reading each one of these, how long Manabi-san has walked while carrying responsibility and fatigue, will you not?

I might be at my limit.

My life might just end like this.

I think everyone surely has nights where they think in that way.

However, Manabi-san, you didn't end your journey there, did you?

Who am I?

What was I born to do?

Guided by those questions, you stepped into learning in America and began to realize that what was tormenting you might not have been reality itself, but rather your unconscious beliefs.

That realization could not have been a simple or pretty thing.

I believe there must have been the pain of facing your victim mentality and the agony of staring at the assumptions you held within yourself.

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

When we talk about changing our lives, we tend to think it means 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, if you are currently standing still not knowing what to do, that you might still be able to take back the steering wheel of your own life.

Rei-san's words gently untangle you if you have been playing tug-of-war within your heart.

Reading about the two selves within Rei-san makes me feel that there might be a little version of you inside who has been unable to speak up for a long time.

While there is a part of you that wants to rest, have fun, and say no to things you dislike, there is also a part of you that commands you not to rest and that you must work even 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.

Rei-san looks at those habits of the heart very carefully from the perspective of transactional analysis.

The ways of living we acquired in childhood sometimes remain quietly with us even after we become adults, don't they?

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

Just being able to think that way means you no longer have to blame your past self quite so much.

What makes Rei-san's article so gentle is that it does not force you to deny the past.

It is about re-understanding the self who had no choice but to act that way back then, and gradually loosening the rules of the heart that are no longer needed.

The path to that recovery is conveyed quietly.

What you truly wanted to do, and what you were truly feeling.

It is a piece that makes you feel it is okay to listen once more 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 those with special talents, but something that reopens the senses sleeping within you.

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 of records and CDs, and moving into the path of graphic design.

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

After running headlong for 20 years as a designer and leaving behind so much work, starting an art class and a house studio as a final stage.

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

When judged by whether it is good or bad, people can no longer enjoy themselves.

They become unable to move forward.

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

That wish is conveyed warmly from deep within this article.

The experience 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 think that it is okay to value the desire to create first, rather than whether you are good at drawing.

artmshonan's art may be a door to encountering the discoveries and sense of accomplishment within yourself, rather than for being evaluated.

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

Yururi's library time helps settle the heart amidst a quiet intensity.

Reading Yururi-san's article makes me feel that a library is not just a place to borrow books, but a sanctuary where one can quietly settle their heart.

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

I think you might find yourself nodding along to that feeling, too.

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

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

I was also very struck by how Yururi-san felt the atmosphere of the library was similar to the starting hole of the Kanagawa Amateur Championship.

There are many people, yet there is little sound.

And yet, there is definitely heat there.

I feel that the phrase 'quiet heat' gently captures the atmosphere of the library perfectly.

Students and older people alike are all facing their own time.

Perhaps just being surrounded by that presence helps one straighten their own posture a little.

Yururi-san's article is a piece that teaches you that even in the midst of 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 'thank you' nurtures a place where different personalities gently gather.

Reading Sakurako-san's 'Thank you to everyone I've met on note,' I feel that connections on note are not just about having articles read, but are also warm moments of sharing hearts in our daily lives.

Those who love beauty, those who care for flowers, those who look forward to today's dog.

Even though the things we like and the paths we've walked are slightly different, our 'likes' and comments overlap, and Sakurako-san's place has grown into a sanctuary where gentle connections gather, hasn't it?

Yuragi-hada (fluctuating skin) carries the desire to stand by those who are bewildered by changes in their skin.

Yuragi-hana (fluctuating flowers) carries the wish to soften hearts with seasonal flowers and words.

Today's dog carries the warmth of wanting to bring a little smile to an ordinary day.

I feel that each one of those things connects to the kindness so characteristic of Sakurako-san, who wants to return a 'thank you' to those who read her work.

Her words about wanting to continue writing carefully while also valuing her own pace from now on also carry a sincerity in continuing without pushing herself too hard.

Sakurako-san's article is a piece that reminds me of the joy of meeting while remaining our unique selves, and the warmth of the connections nurtured here on note.

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

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

The very idea of wanting to turn the self-introduction of Erando-san, who always supports others, into a rap or a song is fun in itself, but the way Erando-san's personality actually bounces lightly within the lyrics is very heartwarming.

From the kindness that calls out to those who have just started on note, to the reality of having turned failures into lessons while walking on bumpy roads, and the accumulation of continuing morning routines, Erando-san's charm is conveyed in a bright and fun way.

The free-spirited air like a migratory bird, the carefree nature like a cat, and the fact that things they love—like kittens, tuna, interesting things, baths, and 'likes'—are all included in the song, surely gently relaxes the heart of you who are reading it, don't you think?

It has a friendliness that makes you want to go visit Erando-san's note without even thinking about it 📚

And the wonderful thing about Segai Ayumu-san's article is that it doesn't end with just the collaboration.

The attitude of carefully adding gratitude to those who introduced them in their magazine, and trying to return the support they received to someone else, flows gently throughout the entire article.

The comment section is also filled with voices saying it's cute, fun, and perfect for Erando-san, which shows that this collaboration is gently brightening the hearts of those who read it.

Segai Ayumu-san's collaboration article is a piece that doesn't just introduce a self-introduction, but turns the atmosphere that person carries into sound, gently expanding the connections on note.

The words of fresh_shark4325 remind me of the warmth of the hands that protect a family in the midst of busy days 🐉

In the words of fresh_shark4325, there is a warmth rooted in daily life that can only be conveyed by someone who has lived through the days of raising children and working.

The days as a mother in her 30s who has worked full-time while raising four children.

Morning preparations, work, household chores, and time with the children.

I believe that even as the days pass by in a rush, there is time spent paying attention to the small changes in the family and protecting what is important.

The perspective of fresh_shark4325, who has experience as a nurse, does not talk about specialized knowledge in a difficult way, but delivers it in a form that can be continued in daily life.

That kindness is well expressed in the article about hand washing as well.

When you return from outside, before meals, after using the restroom, and after coughing or sneezing.

The handwashing you do without thinking becomes a small habit that protects not only yourself but also your family and those around you.

You don't have to do anything special; there are things you can do in your daily life today.

Doesn't that thought reach your busy heart without any pressure?

The article by fresh_shark4325 contains wisdom not for adding more effort, but for making your current daily life a little more secure.

Whether you are raising children or caring for your family's health, it is a place that teaches you that your small daily actions truly have meaning.

After reading it, you will see that your usual handwashing is layered with gentle moments of thinking about your family.

The article by Mumei S note reminds us that the choices we made back then led to the connections we have today 🐉

Reading Mumei S note's 'The Choice of That Day' makes me feel that the crossroads of life do not always appear before us as clear-cut answers.

There was a time when I couldn't see what lay ahead as the department I had been in for a long time was changing.

While considering moving toward a new path, there were the realities of commuting and working, thoughts for those remaining, and the hesitation of being the only one moving forward.

While carrying each of those things, Mumei S note chose their own path.

What leaves an impression are the words of a senior colleague who pushed them forward.

There was someone who truly saw that they were a person who would follow through on what they decided.

Perhaps it was because of those words that the choice they were wavering over gradually became a path they could stand on with their own two feet.

And beyond that, they encountered Timee, encountered note, and the important connections that lead to the present were born.

The path chosen that day was not just an easy path, but a path to live.

Those words carry the weight that only someone who has moved forward while struggling can possess.

This article allows us to accept that the hesitation and the courage to take a step forward at that time were important moments that shaped who we are today, rather than just looking back at past choices as successes or failures.

As you read it, this is a piece that might make you think that the paths you have chosen so far may also have meanings you haven't seen yet 📚

Chamomile's words help us find the human heart between mathematical formulas and the starry sky 🐉

Chamomile's words possess a rich perspective that does not separate scholarship from fantasy, but rather approaches the human heart from both.

The mathematical asymptote and the porcupine's dilemma discussed in psychology.

By layering the lines that approach each other infinitely without ever overlapping with the heart that struggles to find the right distance the more it cares for someone, the difficulties of human relationships become visible from an unexpected angle.

Perhaps, no matter how much people care for each other, they may never be able to feel everything in the same way.

Even so, we can continue to approach one another in an attempt to understand.

Chamomile's writing gently conveys that not intersecting is not the same as not reaching.

And the memory from childhood of finding a star shining beyond the window and asking if one could catch a piece of the star by pointing a vacuum cleaner at the sky.

The mother's response—not ending it by saying it was impossible, but saying 'just a little bit, because someone sleeping might wake up'—holds a warmth that does not laugh at a child's fantasy but accepts it with care in everyday life.

Though you could not hold a piece of a star in your hand, the time when your imagination was not denied has remained in your heart across many long years.

What runs through these two pieces of writing, I believe, is a heart that does not end things that cannot be held or fully understood with a single word of 'impossible'.

It is precisely because we cannot reach that we imagine, and precisely because we cannot fully understand that we continue to think.

That attitude is what keeps scholarship from remaining cold knowledge and ties it back to human warmth.

I feel that the sensibility that reached for the stars in childhood is connected to the sensibility that finds the human heart beyond mathematical formulas now that you are an adult.

Chamomile's writing teaches us that there is value in continuing to think, even about things that do not have immediate answers or in relationships that cannot fully overlap.

Reading it, this is a piece that makes you want to look once more with gentle eyes at the small miracles you once believed in and the distance between you and your loved ones.

Luna's shop is a place where you can gently set down your heart 🐉

When you read Luna's self-introduction alongside the story of the woman who visited Luna's shop, it conveys why this small shop in the moonlight was born as such a warm place.

Currently 62 years old, Luna, who works as a certified care worker while delivering words through activities as a web writer, a blog, and note, began a new challenge at 58.

Having experienced many jobs and passed through times when things did not go as planned, you have still walked forward without letting go of writing.

That is why the words directed at those who visit Luna's shop possess a warmth that is difficult to generate just by looking from the outside.

One night, a woman in her 50s who had just changed jobs to medical office work visited the shop.

She learns her job from younger colleagues and answers with a smile that she is fine even when there are things she does not understand. She does not want to worry her daughter who lives far away, so she keeps her feelings to herself when she returns home.

In that figure, the desire to walk hard in a new place overlaps with the sadness of putting one's own true feelings on the back burner for the sake of caring for someone else.

Luna does not rush to encourage or provide the correct answer.

She offers coffee, waits until the words come out, and shares that there was a time when she also kept telling herself that it was okay.

I think the reason the words that speaking is not a weakness reach so deeply is because Luna herself is someone who has moved forward on a new path while carrying anxiety.

You can take on challenges at any age.

However, it is not the case that those who take on challenges can be strong every day.

Having a place where you can leave your current feelings, both on days when you can move forward and on nights when you want to stop for a while, becomes an important support for heading toward tomorrow.

Luna's note is not a place where successful people teach answers, but a small shop lit by moonlight where you can visit while still carrying your confusion and tears.

On nights when you are a little tired of smiling and saying you are fine, wouldn't you also want to open this door?

A wife holding onto the lingering emotions, and a husband returning to his usual daily life. A day delivered by Jun no Shippo 📚

Have you ever wanted to share your feelings with someone a little more after a time that moved your heart deeply?

A piano concert by Shinya Kiyozuka that Jun no Shippo visited with her husband.

That day, which she had been looking forward to for months, brought along with the music memories of a drama she was obsessed with twenty years ago, and even the time with her father that still remains in her heart.

While listening to Schubert's music, what came to mind was the image of her father from the days when he would tell jokes and laugh.

The memories of happy days and the time that followed when his smiles became fewer overlapped, and even after the performance ended, a deep lingering emotion remained in Jun no Shippo's heart, didn't it?

However, a slightly different time was flowing within her husband.

When asked which song was good, he answered 'all of them,' while remembering that Mozart was not played. Even if he didn't notice the color of the flowers that were gifted, the music remained in his heart.

The way you receive it is so like you, my master, that I can't help but smile.

When you return home, beside Jun no Shippo-san, who is still holding onto the lingering echoes of the concert, you return to your usual daily routine, looking for the mechanical pencil lead and sticky notes you forgot to buy.

Even when listening to the same music in the same place, there are differences in what remains in our hearts and the speed at which we return from those lingering echoes, aren't there?

Even so, the thought that I want to go listen together again remains gently in my heart.

Next time, it could be Mozart, which you like, my master.

Beside you, I would like to listen to Schubert.

In Jun no Shippo-san's writing, there is a warm sentiment flowing about being able to spend the same time together, even if the way we feel things is different.

After finishing reading about the memories brought by the music and the casual exchanges between the couple, you might also want to remember a day spent with someone precious to you.

Sunday mornings are for receiving the sweetness and playfulness of summer first 🐉

Last week was a morning of entrusting your heart to a voice arriving from afar, wasn't it?

This week, overlapping with Yamanashi Peach Day and Educational Candy Day, why not choose something that moves your heart a little, rather than trying to start perfectly?

Whether you are off today or working, it is okay not to be impressive from the morning.

Just like slowly savoring the sweetness of a peach, please try receiving your favorite drink or a small pleasure without rushing.

What is something that you might be able to get a little absorbed in today?

❀ Introduction of the cycle | A place to return to in the morning ❀ explanatory article is here ↓

The origin of the person called Ryujin, whom I want you to know in the morning 🐉

The morning is a time to remember what you want to cherish before rushing into the continuation of yesterday.

This morning, please let me talk a little about myself, as I am usually the one introducing someone else's articles.

On note, I continue to share posts that connect carefully written words and activities to new readers.

What I protect when facing people is not just their age or position, but trying to know the important things that lie deep within the words they have chosen.

When introducing articles, I write an entry point that doesn't strip away the author's charm, but instead makes readers naturally want to go and meet them.

What I want to cultivate is the act of taking what I have received and felt happy about, and passing it on to the next person.

It is about ensuring that published articles are not left alone, but are connected to the people who need them.

I believe that this accumulation of efforts creates a gentle cycle of gratitude for both the writers and the readers.

🍀Thank you so much for your warm support🍀