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”
Author Archives: meaningwandering
Starry Night
Took a walk last night. I looked up to drink in the stars and imbibed a cocktail of peace, happiness, contentment, all blended in a delicious glass of eternal now. “That man is richest whose pleasures are the cheapest.” – Henry Thoreau. Yeah, I am pretty loaded, hung up on a bunch of hot airContinue reading “Starry Night”
Days of Being Desperate
Henry Thoreau, Walden (1854): The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation. How not to live days of quiet insanity? Confucius says, Choose a job you love, and you will never have to work a day of your life. Well, if folks enjoy their work, then no problem, no angst, life’s perfect. However, forContinue reading “Days of Being Desperate”
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”