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Beyond Right and Wrong
A piece of music from the past can wake up your old self. You can see the old self when you first heard the music, the story of that time, the mood of that season, all ramping up into now, like back-flowing through time, all mixed feelings. If you can talk to your old self…
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The Moon with Trees in it
Went to the window, saw half moon climbing on the edge of mountain, glowing. Grabbed the phone, took the shot: surprised to see the trees on top of the mountain were caught in the moon too, like those Halloween moons. In ancient China, there’s a parable, an osmanthus tree growing in the moon, very tall,…
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That which God said to the rose
” That which God said to the rose and caused it to laugh in full-blown beauty, He said to my heart, and made it a hundred times more beautiful.”- Rumi Wow! Rumi has his way to deliver his heart, across hundreds of years, like the rose, still fresh.
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Buck Moon
It’s full moon again, Buck Moon now. Last full moon, I was enjoying the moon rise in the Sierras, more particular on Tioga pass, entering HWY 395, the gateway to solitude. I still remember how excited I was seeing the Strawberry Moon peeking at me over the edge of mountain, waving between the gap of…
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Morning Flowers
Morning is sacred, everything is pure and newly born. Your mind is quiet, pure like morning dew; you can hear the flowers whisper, and the birds answer.
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Perspective matters
Got a little upset, carrying my lunch to the yard. A bird just flew to our apple tree, perched on the branch, between the lush leaves, peeking at me. “Are you upset too? ” I whisper to the bird. He kept watching me. A breeze coming, wind chimes singing out loud like music, the bird…
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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…
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)