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Guardian Angel
Today I felt touched by a guardian angel. I picked up my workout pants from my closet, ready to unroll and put them on. Suddenly I felt something buzzing in my pants, there’s a zipper but no reason for a zipper to buzz. For a moment, I was concerned I was imagining things, then I…
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Dream
In my dream, I noticed this place that had rebuilt a temple, facing the grand gateway down the hill. I was even telling my friend in the dream, “they rebuild it?” So in my dream, I even remembered what happened in my previous dream. Dreams have memories, as I’ve never seen that place while awake.…
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We are just walking each other home
In my yoga class, one lady cried hard afterwards. She told me that just a few minutes of the guided meditation hit her hard, she didn’t realize how much she has been holding in, bottled up. I was so honored that my work can touch people’s heart; even more humbled to learn the power of…
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Deer at Dusk
A deer sitting in the quiet valley, his stately antlers carrying the last piece of dusk. There’s something about him, almost blends into the surroundings, the way he sits, as if he’s divine sent, only allowed to be seen when we are ready.
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Dusk is a Poem
If dawn has secrets to tell, dusk has a poem to share. Listen! There’s a voice without words, listen… Trees rhyme with the light pole, clouds humming by the side.
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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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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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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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Sam’s House & Wild Horses
I did a post about Eastern Sierra Hwy 395 from my recent trip, including the landmark Sam’s Cabin on 395 under the glow of sunset. Yesterday I suddenly got a DM from a lady asking me if she could share my picture with the Sam House? It’s her grandparents house. I was surprised a bit,…
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395, Elk, Mountain Lion & Bear
I saw the largest herd of elk on HWY 395 that I have ever seen. Like almost 100 grazing under the blue sky with the snowy Sierra as backdrop, it was quite distinctive. We pulled over and watched, there’s clearly a dominant chief, with the most magnificent antlers, shepherding his herd around. It became a…