Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Bloody Hell

For nearly two months now my nose bleeds
have grown worse and worse.
Now I am waking in pools of my own blood.
It's less fun then it sounds.
(cleaned it up a bit to make it less scary)
 Things I will be changing:
More protein
More veggies
More water

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Saturday, March 12, 2011

I Want to Ride My Bike

It is time for freedom.
Time to pull myself together.
Today I bought a bike
Ok, so really The Tutor bought my bike for me,
and I am very thankful for his help.
I learned that in Korea,
you can always ask for a little bit more.

I love the feel of the wind in my hair.
Already it has healed my heart a little bit more.

Just Don't Call Me Late For Dinner

Family Dinner.

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Peace Be With You

We like to think things are finite.
That because we were hurt the world will change for us. 

But what is war to some is peace to others. 

Buddhist Symbol of Peace Displayed in Korea
It's complicated to remember when the world is sewn together by virtual threads.

Smiley Face

No matter how beautiful another persons smile, it can not fix the things we find broken in ourselves.  The Harri-bou has always had the brightest smile for me and it is my hope that I will once again be able to smile at myself the way The Harri-bou smiles at me.

Friday, March 4, 2011

Get In line

Ages ago, before the collapse of communism, my family started working in Russia and one of the best things I took from that experience was:

"If you see a long line, get in it and when you get to the end of that line, 
buy what everyone else is buying."

Last week I go into one of those lines and as I stood there - moving slowly forward - I had the chance to anticipate, and question and wonder at the things around me. 

It was discovery and anticipation in it's purest forms and as I bit into the buttery, nutty, tasty goodness it tasted of victory and passion and hope and all the things we want out of life but are afraid to savor because it would mean having faith and trust in the world around us.

As I savored my prize I realized that all the best parts of life start by just getting in line.  Eight months ago I got in line.  I had no idea what was at the other end, but I can say that sitting here in a sunny Sokcho cafe tastes of victory and passion and hope.