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Pinnacles at Dusk
Walking into the mountains at dusk. That moment, when soft light glows on half of the cliff, trees are dancing with the breeze, standing like a bonsai on the contour of rocks. Different birds starting their serenade for the nightfall. That moment is almost sacred, makes you feel like stepping into a different realm, where…
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Life is a bowl of soup
On my morning jog, saw this setting in the neighborhood, so touched by someone that has such a heart-warming gesture, especially that little bouquet vase, really warmed my heart. Someone has a passion to life, knows how to enjoy life. Then I saw a Realtor sign, house for sale. How smart! We should love our…
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Dragonfly
Dragonflies carry a significant meaning for me. When I was a kid, I could easily spent an afternoon chasing dragonflies and catching them by hand. Whenever I found one perching on a branch or flower, I would sneak behind, walk as quiet as I could, even hold my breath, in case they will feel my…
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Tropical Sunset
The weatherman said, it’s a remnant of a tropical storm broken up far out in the Pacific. Indeed, we got an unusual stormy cloudy sky, feel the humidity almost like in the South. Last night towards midnight, sudden rustling sound in the bushes, I thought the raccoon is back, turned out it’s raining, big spotty…
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Embrace the Void
“A house is useful not because of its walls, but because of the space they enclose.” – Lao zi I always find abandoned houses fascinating, maybe it’s the essence that finally emanates when only a skeleton is left. The essence of the house stays the longest, like the soul of a house, like fine wine,…
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Raccoon
Close to midnight, I heard some sounds in the yard, looking out, our peach tree is dramatically shaking by some force. Wait, the fruits on that tree have been totally picked, with the help of squirrels, no, with our help, to be accurate. I ran outside, there’s obviously something behind the tree, I shine the…
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Lemon Drop
Felt like I was being watched, saw an innocent angel! Kittens have a power to wake up the child in you, pure and innocent, that original connection is way more ancient than language. Maybe that’s what they called “being”, which never ages, whether you are 6, 36 or 106, but most time wrapped deeply inside.…
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Indian Grinding Rock
Haven’t been back to Indian Grinding Rock SHP for awhile. Different from last time during their annual Big Time Gathering, this time it’s almost empty. It’s a perfect place to soak in serenity. Strolling around the path, the ground almost echoes our steps. The traditional bark houses quietly nesting on the open field, randomly. It…
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Monsoon Season
Monsoon season is here, bringing the gorgeous sunsets. See how mother nature writes her poem. I’m trying to copy, all I got is a blur…
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Ancient Wind
There’s something about standing here at the entryway of the Whitney Portal. Just be still and listen. The mountain doesn’t need to announce its existence, just being there is overwhelmingly enough. Water just sings its way down to the valley. And that wind! That ancient wind that blows from the high Sierras to the mighty…
My Journey
I like to map my journey, keep track of my path, which includes my mind and thoughts.
This blog is to jot down things that matter to me, how I arrived where I am and how I process my stride. This is to leave my mark for this trip, for similar souls down the road that are meant to connect, through time or space.
This site is devoted to my father, the person who led me to this world and helped me to find my place.
An Author, Dreamer, Traveler, Dancer, Yogi…
My Books: “Wistful Wind” (English)
“Wistful Wind 2” (English)
“思念的风” (Chinese)