Sometimes supernatural stories seem strange….till it happens to you, my daughter claims.
Her adventure north of Taiwan yielded one ‘spirited away moment’ she considers her scariest experience.
En route cultural kiosks, shops and museums in a quaint little town, the tropical weather was truly hot,
thus she deemed it would be refreshing to climb the one kilometer stone staircase leading to the Shinto Shrine. It was a bright blue day.
Nary a soul in sight but the surroundings was so inviting and she hastened her steps to the top. Feeling victorious about the steep ascent, it was like a Mulan moment when she finally got to the top of the mountain, when all of a sudden, from out of the blue, a massive wind, visible to the naked eye, tossed her to a halt. Surprised, she rushed to a square stone and placed her offering just as the thick trickles of rain dropped, turning the serene atmosphere into a cold freezer.
She counted seconds ticking into ten full minutes, and with no chocolate in her small white backpack, she surmised the cold creeping would be detrimental to her being. The small shed has no wall to shield her from the fierce gusts of winds. Ten minutes was enough to soak her hair and skin.
Shivering, she decided to go down, and with every step, she thought the ungentle winds could easily and swiftly take her away like a leaf. A dumb way to die, and so she prayed harder…
And as sudden as that massive wind came. the rain stopped when she made her final step. Thankful for the solid grounds, she whispered a solemn prayer. Drenched and shaken, a family of four on their way up the shrine smiled at her, asking if she had a good experience at the top. She simply nodded her head , turned, and sought a sip of hot tea at the tea house.
By the way, Spirited Away is a Japanese animation that won an Oscar. It is, of course, based on true tales, like my daughter’s.