Category: Reflection

  • Playlist

    A friend is asking for my playlist. Feel flattered, someone likes my taste. Playlists actually show your edges, dance your joy, weep your sorrow, walk your walk. It’s a sound track of you, reflecting your inner scenery, changes with your life’s seasons. If you listen carefully, you can hear your own foot steps.

  • Hide and Seek

    “What you seek is seeking you.” -Rumi This morning I was greeted by freshly popped midnight lily; while finishing up my meditation, turned around, a sneaky cat peeking at me with only her tiny face between the fences. Hide and seek is the game of life.

  • Morning Dew

    In the myth of dawn, a pureness awakens with the new day, beyond right and wrong. It’s so pure you can’t name it, but you can feel it. Before yesterday comes back, before today spreads out, hover and nurture this pureness, it’s the essence of morning dew.

  • Declutter

    In the morning, I did some decluttering and cleaning, it felt good. Even though it seems so trivious, but just one spot, one corner starting to shine, to come alive. It’s like a moving meditation, little by little you polish, like the same action working onto your heart, little by little your heart opening more…

  • Once in a Blue Moon

    Mark the calendar, it’s the last day of May, 2026. You are here, now! Reading. Breathing. Mending chores of life. That itself worth celebrating! Cherish May, something sweet, something sour, something puzzles, something lingers. The most important you are part of it, that only happens once in a blue moon.

  • Sunflower Field

    Standing in front of an invigorating sunflower field, the sunflowers are like smiling faces looking up towards sun. Accept without any condition, every inch you give in becomes part of you and your power, your heart becomes more soft and spacious when it’s open, especially open to light and love. Ultimately, love is to embrace…

  • Not Alone

    Last night I dreamed of getting lost, couldn’t find the road I started with. This morning, heard a line from a song” Don’t know which door I passed”, and I know that someone had the same dream. I’m not alone, we are in this together.

  • A Beautiful Moment

    When the last rays of the sun lights up the highest tip of grapevine, the world softens its edges, time seems melting down into the light. Everything else can wait, this beautiful moment won’t.

  • Columbia Blue Jay & Wine Table

    We haven’t been back to Columbia State Historic Park for awhile, on the same road after experiencing so much, the road seems different. It’s carrying my experiences now, that’s why, even though it’s same road, each time feels different. On our way out, we passed by an abandoned railway bridge, still hanging there like a…

  • Lesser Fullness

    May 21 is Lesser Fullness or Grain Buds, the eighth Chinese solar term according to the ancient Chinese calendar. During this term, winter wheat is becoming full but yet to ripen completely, so it is called lesser fullness. In this celebration, we cherish the portion that is full, while embracing the portion yet to be…