Seoul Diary

When you are travelling, you are open to new experiences and people. Here’s a Japanese musician I met in Seoul, Korea at a restaurant in Insa-dong. In between morsels, he strummed his guitar. We got to talking, at least, my Korean friend translated his simple Korean for me. He showed us pictures of himself jammingContinue reading “Seoul Diary”

work and meaning of life

So how can we see work, in whatever boring form, as practice, like in a meditation retreat? So how do I carry my attitude of peace/acceptance into a job? More practice, keep trying, everyday, fake it till you make it? No. I can’t. Because retreat is a withdrawal from the everyday place to a specialContinue reading “work and meaning of life”

Seoul Diary – Work

Dongdamun girl lost in her own world, just like us. Does she want to be there directing traffic? Well, it’s a job and under this harsh economic condition, work’s a comfy blanket. Not far away in Taipei 101, tallest tower in Taiwan, pretty, young lift operators in the departmental store grin like marionettes as theyContinue reading “Seoul Diary – Work”

Life’s a bowl of salad

Life’s a bowl of salad, especially when you don’t enjoy eating salad and you are lost, not sure what to do with your life. You want to write but ‘fraid you can’t hack it. You are blocked, there’s no passion to write. Oh no, when you first left your last job, your aim was toContinue reading “Life’s a bowl of salad”