A man visiting Kiyomizudera, in Kyoto, waves incense towards himself to gather in the smokes ‘healing’ properties.
Check out Japan guide for more about temples:
“At some temples, visitors burn incense (osenko) in large incense burners. Purchase a bundle, light them, let them burn for a few seconds and then extinguish the flame by waving your hand rather than by blowing it out. Finally, put the incense into the incense burner and fan some smoke towards yourself as the smoke is believed to have healing power. For example, fan some smoke towards your shoulder if you have an injured shoulder.”
Fushimi Inari-taisha is the head shrine of Inari, located in Fushimi-ku, Kyoto, Japan. The shrine sits at the base of a mountain also named Inari, and includes trails up the mountain to many smaller shrines.
Since in early Japan Inari was seen as the patron of business, each of the Torii is donated by a Japanese business. First and foremost though, Inari is the god of rice. Merchants and manufacturers worship Inari for wealth. Donated torii lining footpaths are part of the scenic view.
Its worth the hike to the top of the hill through the red gates. There is a view of Kyoto over the trees of the shrine.
On Saturday we met up at the Extreme Indoor Karting track in East Tamaki.
Henward (the Stag) took on 80 laps by himself while the rest of the guys split into teams of 2. After an hour or so of some hardcore driving, a few crashes and one wrecked kart, the drivers pulled into the pits to carry on the rest of the night.
Here’s an action shot of Henward tackling the merging corner
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