The life these days has Sendai is rather surrealist... But I am lucky to be surrounded with friends who help me enormously. I moreover took refuge to them because my ruined shack now became totally worthy of the name!

We share everything: water, food, as well as a space heater in the fuel oil. At night, we sleep all in a single room(part,play), we dine " in candles ", we share our stories(trouble). It is very beautiful, very warm. In the daytime, we try to clean the mud and the fragments of our houses.

People queue up to stock up dices that a water source is opened, or they stay in their car, has to look at information on their GPS...

When the water is restored at a private individual's, he(it) puts a poster in front of to him so that the others can take advantage of it.

What is amazing, it is that there is neither jostling, nor plunder here, even if people leave their wide open front door, as it is recommended to make him(it) during an earthquake.

Everywhere we hear(understand): " oh, it is as in the good old days, when everybody helped! "

Earthquakes continue: last night, we had it every quarter of an hour. The roaring of sirens was ceaseless, as well as the humming of helicopters above us.

Yesterday evening, the water was restored during a few hours, and today during half of the day. We so were entitled has little of running(roaming) in the afternoon. But not still of gas. The improvements depend on districts. Some have some water but no electricity, and the others the opposite.

Nobody washed himself for days. We are dirty but it is  of not enough importance.

I like this new feeling, this disappearance, desquamation of the superfluous, all which is not essential. Live completely, intuitively, instinctively, warmly, and survive, not as individual but as whole community...

Different universes mix strangely:

Here, destroyed houses, but there, intact house with its futons and his(her,its) washing(washing powder) in the sun! 

There, people endlessly queue up for some water and reserves, while the others walk their dog.

Then also some keys(touches) of big beauty: at first, the silent night. No noise of car. Nobody in streets. But a sky glistening with stars. Usually I distinguish only one or two from it... Mountains around Sendai get loose in Chinese shade(shadow), magnificent in the night fresh air.

The Japanese are magnificent themselves: every day, I pass at home, as at the moment even or I take advantage of the restoring Of the electricity to send you this e-mail, and every day, I find new reserves and some water on the threshold! Who put down(deposited) them? I have no slightest idea of it!

Old men(people) in green hat pass from house to house to verify that each is well. Everybody asks you if you need help(assistant).

Nowhere I see sign of fear. Of resignation, yes. But neither fear nor panics!

We announce us however seismic retorts, even other major earthquakes in the next months. Indeed, the ground trembles, runs(drives), scolds(mutters).

I am lucky to live in a district of Sendai which is in height, a little more solid, and until now we were relatively saved(spared).

Yesterday evening, the other benefaction: the husband of a friend brings me of the campaign(countryside) of reserves and water.

I have just understood has fault this experience(experiment), that a cosmic stage is being crossed(exceeded) all around the world.. And my heart opens more and more.

My brother asked me If I felt small and insignificant by report(relationship) has what has just arrived. Well not! Instead of it, I feel(smell) that I am a member of something bigger that I. This world "revival" is hard, and nevertheless magnificent!