Sloth

I really like sloths. Recently, the word ‘sloth’ has become some sort of a keyword, a symbol for a life lived in leisure. If Hygge is for Nordic lifestyle, then sloth is the way to go in Central and South America. And the idea is catching on. We are always so busy, goal driven, breathlessly…

A Year of Loving

It rained the morning I went to the bookstore to try my luck on a new devotional book for the new year. As if I were going on a blind date, I felt heart fluttering in anticipation of what I will discover. Unfortunately, my local bookstore’s Christian living section did not have many options for…

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…

More than an Easy Day

The day I started my yoga at the local studio about a month ago, I was going through so much anxiety and I did not know what to do with my anxious self. I remembered the flyer I picked up at a coffee bar about a new student special for the first one month of…

Holy Spirit

“How do you speak about the Holy Spirit in such a way that it is clear and has something to do with my concrete life experience?” -The Genesee Diary, Henry J.M. Nouwen It’s six O’cock and it’s still dark. It would have been five in the morning just a couple of weeks ago before the…

Magical Things

The Third Charm. It’s the title of a Korean soap I am watching currently. I normally don’t watch television shows. But I do once in a blue moon when I feel like my creativity has dried out. I asked my Korean friend for a suggestion and this was what she suggested. The Third Charm. Biblically,…

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…

A Sense of Belonging

“Captain Benwick reading poetry aloud while Captain Harville mends his fishing net is a little image of how she imagined a secure home and a sense of belonging.” I read this morning, sitting under the parasol on my yard. The early morning breeze tells me that the autumn is not far off. I can taste…

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…