My partner and I started doing this thing where we watch old Japanese comedies together and try to find the beautiful sadness in them, but somewhere along the way it became this intense intellectual exercise where we're both trying to be the most insightful about impermanence and cherry blossoms, and we've completely lost the actual joy and silliness that drew us to it in the first place. Now we sit there analyzing every moment for profound meaning and I can feel us both performing our appreciation instead of just laughing at the absurd parts.
More people experience this than they realize.
The pursuit of aesthetic sophistication has consumed the spontaneous delight it was meant to enhance.
“Where Are You with Japanese aesthetic play — mono no aware in comedy?”
Peri can explain why this happens, help you decide if this is the right situation for you, and point toward the right journey or coach.
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.