The Best Story

Writing, to me, goes like this. I sit on my usual seat, my green patio chair on my balcony. I do my morning readings which comprise of my study Bible, devotion, and two monthly essay magazines in Korean. After my readings are finished, I simply hold the coffee mug and stare at the green leaves…

The Flow

I sit here on my balcony planning my day. Wondering how best to use this blessed day, I look up at the sky. It all depends on the weather when you have a small toddler. I check my weather app. The air quality is excellent and the partial clouds will shield us from the burning…

Soul Consciousness

The music titled “Japan” plays on my Pandora station. I loved this song so much at one point of my life that I replayed this tune all day for weeks until I finally grew out of it. It brings back my fond memories of my Hawaii days. At the same time, my mind remembers the…

The Great Silence

When my child finally falls asleep and her deep breathing signals that she is in bed for the night, the great silence opens up. It’s the time I realize that it is the only silence I’ve had all day. I guess J. K. Rowling used this sort of quiet hours to write her mega-selling books…

A Quiet Time

The house is a mess. I was barely home all weekend, and my previous week was filled with engagements and events. Making new connections or deepening the newly formed connections are both very important facets of fulfilling life but it requires me to be social. Being social can be toxic. At least for me it…

Small Joys

I woke up to a thick foggy morning on this last day of 2018. These last few days, my mind has been occupied with the task of selecting a devotional book for the new year. With only one more day to go, I still haven’t found one that captivated me. This calls for the last…

Thanksgiving in Heaven

Fragrance of frankincense is slowly filling the room while my sweet potato is being baked fast in my air fryer. As always, I sit in my favorite corner in my dining room soaking in the morning light. Thanksgiving is finally here. I’ve been hearing the messages of thanksgiving all week. At my parish, from the…

Moving Right Along

It is hard to imagine me living in the city once again, not waking up to the sounds of chirping birds and taking in the fresh breath of the crisp morning air. My mind and heart automatically remember the peace of this place and I am saddened by the first thought that wakes my emotional…

Back to the Basic

Funny thing happened the other day when I was aimlessly browsing the library. As I was walking through a biography aisle, a title captured my attention. The Real Jane Austen. Then a tiny voice in my head said, “Let’s get back to the basic”. I have deleted most of my contents from the first few years…

Waiting out the Rain

It’s a quiet morning, just waiting out the rain in my car. A brief sunny day after more than a week of rain storms passed quickly and the familiar rain is here again. All morning, I have been hearing depressing stories. Jobs are on the line for two of my direct family members. Basically all…