New Morning

This morning, I am thankful for the warm sunlight by my dining table. One good part of living in a townhouse is that you live so up high that you feel that much closer to the sky. I suffered from the tightened heart muscle pain for the first few days of my city life. It…

Every day is a new day

Every morning, new flowers pop up everywhere. Hello, they whisper, like new friends arriving at my open door. I greet with my wide open heart, embracing each of them just the way they are. They come in many colors and shapes with many different names. I don’t even know most of their names, but I…

The Art of Fearless Diving

* * * I do my calculation quickly. I have been doing this over and over again for the past two weeks. I don’t know why I keep doing this because the result is the same every time. According to my calculation, my studio can only last for another month. If I can squeeze to…

Let’s Go

  Here comes another sun, another morning. Let’s go. Everything is brand new, and no day is a better than today to start living.   So let’s go.¬†

The Hardest Thing

One of the hardest thing for me is not to say what’s on my mind. Usually the words come out of my mouth as soon as they are formed in my brain, and before I know it, I am hearing myself talking things that I shouldn’t be talking or things listeners might find very inappropriate….

Another Day to Believe

It was a little after 3 pm and it was still pouring outside. I discover many positive sides of owning my own business every day and one of the latest is that I get to choose the time I go home. With the flood warning going on, I did not think anyone will come to…

It Is Never too Late to Live

  Don’t expect a grand miracle. The miracle is that you have hands to hold your rosary. The miracle is that you can recite the prayer straight from your memory, and the miracle is the peace that follows you throughout the day.   Life lived in a simple way glorifies God just as life lived…

Art, Art

Right in the heart of D.C., on a prominent street called Connecticut Avenue, there lives a longstanding chocolate shop by the name of “Chocolate Chocolate”. It is operated by two Korean sisters who started this business in the 80’s, and today, it has grown into a family of four staff, and a lot of regular…

Nunc Coepi

“For two years I have been a hermit and have not appreciated the fact, or lived as one.¬†Nunc coepi. Father Barnabas Mary, the Passionist in Chicago, wrote to me about Father Charbel who lived as a hermit in Syria- he was a Maronite. Everyone forgot about him. He died. Fifty years later his body was…

The Bell Rope

“When another passenger asked him why he was going to a monastery, he said, “I must be about my Father’s business.” In some mysterious way, that summed it up for Bernie. But he had not abandoned all worldly interests. During the Atlantic crossing, he met and fell in love with a glorious young woman. He…