“Love's gift cannot be given, it waits to be accepted.”
― Rabindranath Tagore
Showing posts with label Word. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Word. Show all posts
Saturday, March 30, 2013
A Thought To Take With You
Friday, March 29, 2013
Happy Friday!
“Great calm, generous detachment, selfless love, disinterested effort: these are what make for success in life. If you can find peace in yourself and can spread comfort around you, you will be happier than an empress.”
― Rabindranath Tagore
Thursday, March 28, 2013
Happy Birthday, Papa!
“Children are living beings - more living than grown-up people who have built shells of habit around themselves. Therefore it is absolutely necessary for their mental health and development that they should not have mere schools for their lessons, but a world whose guiding spirit is personal love.”Papa would've arrived at 72 years of age today, he is a Snake Year born. He was a marvelous spirit. He still is.
― Rabindranath Tagore
Wednesday, March 27, 2013
Happy Spring
“If someone smells a flower and says he does not understand, the reply to him is: there is nothing to understand, it is only a scent. If he persists, saying: that I know, but what does it all mean? Then one has either to change the subject, or make it more abstruse by saying that the scent is the shape which the universal joy takes in the flower.”
― Rabindranath Tagore, My Reminiscences
Tuesday, March 26, 2013
smile because it happened
“If you cry because the sun has gone out of your life, your tears will prevent you from seeing the stars.”
― Rabindranath Tagor
“Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened.”
― Dr. Seuss
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Sunday, October 11, 2009
A Letter to Susana
It is Sunday morning, and I just got on the bus to go home. It is 8:30 a.m., and I am missing a quality breakfast. I will make some when I get home to share with J. I stopped by Au Bon Pain, but none of their breads looked happy, so I didn't buy any.
I'd like to find a good bakery by one of the subway stops, between 135th and 42nd St, along central park west. I just love freshly baked bread! The warmth, the fragrance!!! Mmm, deep comfort.
I stayed over night at 208. I brought my own sleeping bag, and a pillow case. I slept as well as I could in a place I slept for a first time. Next time I would probably sleep better. A said he wished more people would do that. In Seattle there are overnighters. I would surely enjoy company. A slumber party would be best!! Staying alone, I felt safe enough and warm, but I didn't like going downstairs to the bathroom. I don't like going downstairs even during class, with lonely corners and closed doors and curtains. I must mention this to A, maybe he can do something about it.
I woke up with sunrise, packed up my sleeping bag and other belongings, tidied up the cushions and chairs, picked up trash, and basically left the place neater than I found it. Respect to the
spirits there.
I am home soon. Yummy breakfast awaits!
Hugs & Laughter,
C.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Soufu Honda And Her Brush
Soufu Honda is an amazing calligraphy artist from Hokkaido, Japan! I met her for the first time today at Kinokuniya Book Store by Bryant Park in NYC. She was performing her art in partnership with Anything who exhibited their product of maekake, a traditional work apron. To my delight, the small exhibition in the middle of bookshelves was very engaging and I felt very appreciative of encountering this event. Soufu has been practicing calligraphy since she was two years of age, and she further studied the history of calligraphy in university, and she's an enthusiastic wiz who entertains and educates about original meaning or intention behind the characters of kanji.

For my husband's created word いとい (pronounced ee-toh-ee), a Japanese equivalent to BFF, Soufu selected a kanji character 絆 (pronounced ki-zu-na) representing the bond between friends. You can see my husband in the moss green shirt, and Soufu intently writing the character.

I must say, Honest Man looks real good in his maekake! Eh, my husband doesn't usually look like such a nerd. Only when he deliberately tries to look like a nerd, like he was doing for this picture.
Words on the Street
When ever I'm near the Library Way (41st st and 5th ave) I like to take a small detour and walk east to visit one of the Japanese shops on that street. Along the way, I am captivated by these embedded plaques on the side walk. Here are few I liked very much today.
Le Jour Et La Nuit
by George Braque
I thought, yeah, truth really do resonate like it simply exists. Like a certain sense of 'of course, and I always knew that somehow' feeling. On contrary, falsehood is busy and distracting and unsettling. We humans feel this, everyone senses this in various degrees. Everyday, I am exposed to so much junk in the world once I step out of the house. Be it objects or opinions, it's a constant filtering and it's tiring. So when my eyes lead to this, I felt supported in my efforts to keep filtering out the negativity and junk.
The Awakening
by Kate Chopin
"Why Some People Be Mad At Me Sometimes"
by Lucille Clifton
"1212"
by Emily Dickinson
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