Between a Book and a Flowery Place

Spring is deepening day by day and the long winter days of deep snow and frozen driveway are fading beyond the horizon of my memories. My dog is dozing lazily in the sunny spot on my deck and the flower seeds are hard at work diligently growing the shoots every day. I dry radish slices…

Running to Your Arms

When I close my eyes, I am running to the playground under the high summer heat of Tennessee sky. I am not trying to lose weight. No. Never that. If anything, I have to try to gain more weight. This is not my regular exercise regime that I practice to stay in shape physically or…

A Gift That Keeps on Giving

There are very few things that bring me joy. On top of the list is probably a box of Korean books freshly delivered straight from Seoul, my beloved city. The day my most recent order of books arrived, I was in the darkest mood I’ve felt in years. I ordered them a month ago, when…

Something Just Like This

Snow started falling sometime during early Sunday even before the sunrise. I woke up to a winter wonderland. It’s been snowing ever since and it is Tuesday now. It’s like a long dream that I do not want to wake from. I always daydream of flying to Finland and visiting Rovaniemi for a long winter….

Starlight

These past weeks, I have been asking myself this question: Do those Mount Athos monks know what is going on in the news? I ask this question because I am wondering myself how much I should permit myself to know or receive the media feed. It hurts to not know. It hurts to know. I…

Morning Messages

It was a rare morning. I got into a habit of sleeping in for a while now but that morning, I felt the strong urge to go down for some quiet time alone. It was a little after five in the morning. It was still as dark as a midnight as I sat alone under…

Floating on

Boxes are packed, stacked up high. Like a soldier vying for the opportune time to make a move, I await surrounded within the walls of my boxes of fortress. This has been my existence for the last few months. We put the house on the market, then the house was sold, and then came the…

How Are You

How are you. I just realized that I haven’t been asked that question in so long. Stuck at home since February, every day is a survival game. I feel as if I am hanging by the thread, doing my best not to irritate the thin balance by adding more tension. How am I? It is…

Something Meaningful

* * * Running in the highest heat of the day makes me envision a lone cyclist racing through a deserted road in the middle of a desert. The burning heat of the asphalt quickly raises my body temperature enabling me to sweat to my heart’s content. The heavy weight I carry in my heart vanishes…

Blueberry Mornings

The phone rings. It’s a video call from my cousin in Korea. I don’t pick up. It’s my usual response to phone calls. I rarely pick up incoming calls unless it comes from my direct family. You can imagine that my phone stays silent most times. Instead, I message her about 30 minutes later. She…