Kallie ignored the grasping hands and contorted faces as she hurried down the corridor, grateful for the level-three biosafety gear that insulated her from their misery. To them, she was another hooded white suit with goggles and mask. To her, they were overwhelming. Continue reading
One week home from Bali and I’m still flying high from my visit to the Island of the Gods. It’s more than exhilaration from a grand adventure—although my trip certainly felt both grand and adventurous—it’s that Bali dug deep into my Asian-Hawaiian roots. Six-thousand miles of ocean separate us geographically as our rituals, beliefs, and customs distinguish us culturally. However, both the Balinese and Hawaiians effuse heartfelt aloha and respect for the world in which we live. Continue reading
I began this Mindful Musing in the Tom Bradly International Terminal on my way to Bali for a long awaited book-research trip. Since then I’ve enjoyed a thirteen hour flight on EVA Airlines, during which time I stretched much, slept little, watched movies, and ate jook for breakfast—a rice porridge also known as congee made with minced pork, and in this case, sprinkled with dried bits of fish. The jook was a particularly auspicious treat since it’s comfort food for the heroine of my ninja vigilante thriller. All in all, a good beginning to my real life adventure that now, apparently, includes a typhoon in Taipei! Continue reading
Even when engaged in a solitary endeavor such as writing, community matters. Perhaps more so. How else can we truly connect except by helping one another, sharing stories, and rejoicing in each other’s success? It is far too easy to lose ourselves in the obsessive passions that drive us forward or to succumb to the demons and worries that threaten to hold us back. Whether we are consumed with career, school, exploration, creativity, or mastery, our lives are benefited by meaningful interaction with our tribe. Continue reading
Gong Hey Fat Choy! Happy Chinese New Year!
Are you ready for the Year of the Fire Monkey? I certainly am. In fact as I write these musings, I’m sprawled in exhaustion from cleaning the last bits of Wood Sheep energy from my house! It’s just one of the many rituals I do to focus my intent on the New Year. Why? Because coordinating mindful action with a significant occasion leads to powerful and meaningful results! Continue reading
There’s something oddly satisfying about being exhausted at the end of the year. It makes me feel as though I squeezed out every experience and capitalized on every opportunity. It’s not true, of course. I enjoyed tons of down time and did a respectable amount of vegging—most of which involved going to the movies and binge watching Netflix and Hulu, and reading a few dozen books. Continue reading
I am burning this date—December 1, 2014—into the hard-drive of my mind. This way, I can retrieve it anytime I feel undermined by doubt or weary from effort. Why? Because this is the publishing month for my first work of fiction. It never occurred to me that that work would be a short story. Life is full of pleasant surprises! Continue reading