Find my writing in “Mixed Korean: Our Stories," "Together At Last: Stories of Adoption and Reunion in the Age of DNA," Cultural Daily and Women in Theology. Passionate about herbal health and inspiration.
Lamenting Yellow Peril During AAPI Month As We Face Evil And Rise
If you didn’t know, there was another Asian Hate Crime in Dallas last week. A man walked into a hair salon and began shooting. I happened to wake up to this news on Thursday morning. It felt like another punch of fear to my gut as I thought about another one of my sisters (자매), brothers (형제), aunties (이모), or uncles (삼촌) fallen prey to evil. Another terrorist thinking that all Asians look alike? I’m not sure where this hatred comes from. But I know God, and with God I face evil and rise.
What If Silence Is The Voice That Helps You Know What To Do Next?
For the mass majority, silence has only become connected to meditation. But can silence be that voice that guides and redirects? I think so. Even if its short spans of silence. The Voice can guide, redirect, and remind you that you are loved and valued. When you know you are loved, you listen to your heart and know what you need to do next.
Five Ways to Add Refreshment to Your Soul in the New Year
The holidays are over. For some, it has been another stressful family event. For some, it might be hanging on through the loneliness because you missed gathering with family or having no family. Still, it was an incredible time of joy for some because you celebrated in the way you wanted. That was me.
Another year with COVID: Are You Learning to Accept and Live With It?
First it was COVID (the common name) and then it was SARS-2. The next variant of COVID was Delta. Now we have Omicron. The time span has been two full years, and globally, we are all learning to live with it, but are you accepting it?
The Exhaustion Took Over My Body with The Speed of a Fast Race Car
I couldn’t get up. I woke up, the sun pouring into our wall of windows, but my body wouldn’t move, and my brain was stuck in neutral. As I stared up at the ceiling, the minutes turned into hours.
How Gratitude Changed My Attitude and Made Me A Badass
Gratitude was not a word or action I knew or understood as a trauma-induced child. Oh, wait. Forgive me. I knew gratitude because I was told to be grateful. It was more like, “You better be thankful I’m doing this for you!”
When Dreams Shatter Make Lemonade Until You Run Out of Lemons
The story goes like this. I grew up on three different continents attending American International Schools. I was a straight-A student for the first 14 years of my life. Then, my family and I moved to the United States. The doom of inculturation, othering and entitlement swirled around me like a whirlpool grabbing my legs, pulling me into an abyss of academic failure. I was not prepared for any of this.