I wake up to roosters crowing, old hens clucking like they know something.
I just want to sleep in but there’s Mom rushing –
“Load up the van, find a sinh to wear, don’t forget the paa bieng, tie up your hair.” Continue reading The simple life
The upside of waiting out Hurricane Matthew is having lots of time to answer overdue work e-mails and updating the blog (at least until the power goes out). Here’s to thinking of brighter, sunnier, more peaceful times.
As this year has shown me, it is easy to get carried away with work deadlines, meeting quotas, and answering a dozen e-mails a day. Before you know it, the temperature drops, the leaves change color, and the Salvation Army bell ringer appears at the entrance of your favorite grocery stop, interrupting your inner dialogue about whether you really want to get involved with a Halloween-themed dinner party. (Because if you half-ass it, you end up with witch finger cookies served beside spaghetti and “eyeballs.”) Continue reading Spirituality and introspection in a fast-paced world
Things are not always as they seem. Continue reading No mud. No lotus. (Part II: Juxtaposition)
I stopped by the Shire for a quick visit on the way to the fights. I arrived late Friday evening after a long, trying week at work. A bowl of gapoon nam paa (rice noodles in fish broth) with lots of fresh-picked herbs awaited me, followed by the sleep of innocent babes. Continue reading No mud. No lotus. (Part I: The Harvest)