ever seeking a right-fit life
The world is filled to the brim with uncertainties and discrepancies. It’s often hard to face the difficult questions, to face the grim realities of life. As our parents and grandparents age, fear grows in our minds like the rancid stench of butchered gazelle decaying on the savanna. We are reminded of our own mortality,... Continue Reading →
This past weekend, I was reminded of the duplexity of life, as well as my power to choose how I respond. Rather than labeling the incidences as "good" or "bad," I'm trying to practice non-judgement--the events are inherently meaningless until I attribute meaning to them. On Thursday, I met my aunt for dinner and it felt... Continue Reading →
Over the last few days, I've been going through an online course led by author Elizabeth Gilbert titled, What is Creative Living? After watching a few inspiring videos, the first assignment was to conduct a "curiosity CT scan," in which I was to conduct a brief, 20-minute analysis of my mind, identify anything shiny that caught my attention,... Continue Reading →
On the introvert-extrovert scale, I am the text book example of the socially less-desirable end. I'm one of those strange creatures that retreats to the back room in the middle of parties, reads encyclopedias for fun, and doesn't seem to have much to say. I like being alone. I enjoy sitting in silence, wandering through... Continue Reading →
I have always been drawn to poetry. The juxtaposition of eloquent wording with an architectural form is a comfort. This coziness extends from classics like W. H. Auden, Rilke, and Pablo Neruda to modern favorites like Galway Kinnell, Sharon Olds, and Ellen Bass. The same goes for bold lines and organic forms: a bright rose... Continue Reading →
existential ergonomics 