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favorites: remember the good times

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All the above were posted in this blog each with its own history…

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awakening women in economics

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“Women have awoken.” Some reporters/editors/media opinion might describe women this way when they pen some news about women taking part in some public group actions occasionally. Let us not congratulate ourselves too soon as we read their remark. The remark implies only one thing: women/some women had been sleeping beauties all this while. This is of course nonsense.

For the information of the uninitiated, most women have always been wide awake. We know what goes on. But we just do not talk about it with you. We also know better than to join ourselves with actions which we know are subject to manipulations by ulterior motive/secret agenda with which we do not agree. Why should we lend you our strength? We each have one vote with equal power as yours. We speak with votes. We are the silent but effective majority.

What are our agenda? We are committed to taking care of and training our children on the right track for their future. We know what it means if we support a social/cultural/political misconception that it is good to steal from another’s purse. No, we are not proud of any form of stealing (in whatever nice name/philosophy like “equal-distribution” you may dress it). Why? Because it can only mean one thing: that our children are inferior and must have some forms of handicaps to help them to survive. No. We are not proud of that connotation. We are not proud of being classified by any classification that would render us to be subject to handout/quota/special treatment. We refuse to wear that hat.

Traditionally, once upon a time, in fairy tales, women were admired for being sleeping beauties. But, man, get real. We are wide awake and we have purposed in our hearts to impart to our children the awake values and strategies: just, honest, ethical, motivated, diligent, intelligent, and wise, committed to a profession, a trade, a craft, a labor, a work effort and a production in prospering the economy, social development and nation building. Yes, you will be surprised, we women know economics better than you do.

Judges 5:12 New King James Version (NKJV)
12 “Awake, awake, Deborah!
Awake, awake, sing a song!
Arise, Barak, and lead your captives away,
O son of Abinoam!

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The woman movement and God, a testimony: does God care about you?

Isaiah 49:15This is relevant today. Some women are still angry with God and with their issues that seem not resolved because of many man-made blockages. Please read on…

1 Corinthians 11:11 Nevertheless, neither is man independent of woman, nor woman independent of man, in the Lord. 12 For as woman came from man, even so man also comes through woman; but all things are from God.

a fifty percent perspective

romans-122Some women are very angry. They decide to take matters into their own hands and walk down the street to make their voices heard. I know how it hurts or infuriates oneself when one feels that others are not listening, or worse, perhaps mocking or scoffing in their hearts. It hurts to be considered and treated as a second best or third best or not even a human who matters (in some societies). Gender, age, color, race, looks, nationality. All these matter to the physical world. Discrimination means her physical rights and entitlement are taken away from her because of her age, gender, looks, race, color or nationality (even if she has the right color, race, or looks). Indeed, in the fallen world, all men are not born equal. This is not a new issue. Some women may not know this, gender men are not born equal too. Have things improved since…

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a friend not weathered

a friend not Weathered.


We have a friend who is a friend to many travelers. She is about six (42 years old in human term). She lives alone guarding her absentee master’s house. Sometimes some visitors stay longer and become her friends. A few become her family. When we hear her making strange sounds at the gate we know one of her family members has come to visit and is parking a car nearby. often she comes to the side door and speaks politely and invites one person to go play in the park outside. When we are too engrossed in our own conversation she gets a bit concerned and would knock loudly to drown out our noises. we have some relatives who come but spend their whole time outside playing with this very hospital and friendly family member who has been waiting for this moment for days or perhaps weeks. One of my nieces does that. she will let her mom get inside to talk to others and she herself stays outside to play with the lonely dog who is elated at such focused attention.

a bit of kind attention makes her very happy. i must of course warn that she is untrained. she does not obey any command. some of us use the word, “sit” and some use the word “inside” (meaning to sit inside a cage). the trouble is that in a park during the current weather there is hardly any dry patch to sit on. during the last makeover of the house her old cage was given away too. so both commands no longer apply these days.

those in the grand (age group) category adopt the strategy of let it be. just let this little friend run wild. but you need to carry a leash (without tying her) to pretend that you are in control in case anyone complains. why can’t you tie her to your leash as the law requires? because you just cannot out run her. you also need to prepare a bowl of food to lure her inside your gate once you get too tired to continue your park presence.

for those who ask, yes, she is just a mongrel puppy abandoned by someone at the door step of a church. no, she is well looked after and is running strong. she is not weathered. in many ways she is a faithful friend because she does not forget anyone who has lived here even after a prolonged absence for many months. how do we know? she just makes a specific endearing sound to address you when you return. in fact she announces to the neighborhood as you park your car outside. so those inside the house always know who is coming.

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2017 favorites: grand old style and Harrods’ high tea rambling

two towers
this randomly taken picture came out this surreal way inside a hotel room!
two modern
brand new modern airport terminal showing coexistence
two stairs
just being grand old
two doors
back to simply basic and real

2017 Favorites while traveling. Did I enjoy the travel? Well, sometimes I did. It is the company that matters really. But I prefer most my own comfy home sweet home. A warning to all in the grand category: be prepared for grand kids shooting up. They can grow up too fast into the sophistication of the society in a short span of one year.

P/s: On the other hand, I did love the afternoon high tea at Harrods with the grown up kids. high tea harrods

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A morning in travel time: Why is your poetry so normal?

With a favorite poet


“Poetry does not feed a physical hunger,” she said. “But I persisted because of how it has allowed me to develop as a person spiritually.”
“If you are too focused on the technical elements – getting the how and what right – you can forget the why. The why, for me, is what makes the poem succeed.
“Writing is a form of prayer for me,”
“It is never about you as the writer, but the art you bring to society.”
(Quotes from poet Anne Lee Tzu Pheng)

Excerpts from her poem “Why is your poetry so normal?”
Because this is meant to be human;
a familiar voice, plain, intelligible,
and close to home.
Somewhere in you, I know,
you have the same voice too…
Why should I choose
to lose you in a maze as if I’m, hiding from you? I’d rather
take your hand and lead us through.
This crazy road of life
is challenging enough.
So listen: what’s worth saying
is worth saying strong and clear,
for the words we catch to serve us
will work their worth and more, if not
mistreated, disrespected, or despised-
become abnormal utterance-
as would be done, if used to make a poem
it’s unmade before begun.”
(Excerpts from “Why is your poem so normal?” from Catching Connections, poems, prosexcursions, crucifictions, 2012)

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an evanescent rose: random perspective

evanescent roseAn Evanescent  rose. I took this picture in late November 2015 at Santa Cruz, CA. I have a soft spot for roses. Is it because of their beauty despite the thorns? Or should I rephrase my question to, is it because of their beauty in having the thorns? I believe there are two perspectives. One can view the thorns as encumbrances. Another may view the thorns as added advantages. I like to think that the thorns of a rose demonstrate the strength of an otherwise seemingly fragile looking flower. I do not like to liken a rose to a woman or vice versa. But if anyone ever thinks of a woman as a rose, please also think of the thorns, that is, the inherent strength of a woman. No, women are not the weaker ones.

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a word of comfort to a woman of faith

Luke 8:48
And he said unto her, Daughter, be of good comfort: thy faith hath made thee whole; go in peace.
And He said to her, Daughter, your faith (your confidence and trust in Me) has made you well! Go (enter) into peace (untroubled, undisturbed well-being).
Jesus said, “Daughter, you took a risk trusting me, and now you’re healed and whole. Live well, live blessed!”
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a decorative path of love

path-decorative-caThe 16th Avenue Tiled Steps project has been a neighborhood effort to create a beautiful mosaic running up the risers of the 163 steps located at 16th and Moraga in San Francisco. The residents had been working on this project since January of 2003. It was inspired by the famous stairs in Rio De Janero, these steps were meticulously created over a summer to build a beautiful walkway for the whole city to enjoy. Artists Aileen Barr and Colette Crutcher led the creation of the 163 mosaic panels that were applied to the step risers, over 300 neighbors joined us in making them, and over 220 neighbors sponsored handmade animal, bird and fish name tiles imbedded within the mosaic.

To get to the Mosaic Steps you would take the bus from Golden Gate Park (about 15 minutes away) and then get off around 16th avenue. Approaching from 16th avenue you can immediately see the Mosaic Steps as they ascend to Grand View Park. After walking up the two blocks of steep streets (like everything in San Francisco) you will reach the base of the steps.

Are steps up the slope considered a Path ?

Enjoy climbing the decorative path, which may be viewed as a labor of love from a group of neighborly people. Their labor is not in vain.

Luke 10:29 But he, wanting to justify himself, said to Jesus, “And who is my neighbor?”
Luke 10:36 So which of these three do you think was neighbor to him who fell among the thieves?”

Matthew 22:37-40 New King James Version (NKJV)
37 Jesus said to him, “‘You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, and with all your mind.’ 38 This is the first and great commandment. 39 And the second is like it: ‘You shall love your neighbor as yourself.’ 40 On these two commandments hang all the Law and the Prophets.”

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a love poem to end and to begin

a-new-beginningI suddenly feel that I must give you a poem. I have no original poem good enough for you. So I give you my translation of another poet from a distant land. I pray you are well and strong. I found your old picture in my long forgotten album. The same smile. The same wind-blown hair. The same frown as you look into the bright light. I really like this dream for a moment. A new Anticipation .

[A First Meeting] (translated by this blogger)
a beautiful dream and poem alike
perchance spontaneous musing
often in stunning moments revealed

I like this kind of dream

wherein we always begin afresh
slowly unhurriedly explaining all
forlorn time bygone feeling retold
restoring ecstatic gratitude of old

my heart overflowing with glee
because you are here with me
you smile as in years that flee

I really like this kind of dream

I know you have traveled thousands of miles for me
yet I feel like the fisherman who has stumbled into your world anew*
like we have just met afresh

[初相遇](original by a Mongolian painter and poetess Xi-Mu-Rong)
美丽的梦和美丽的诗一样
都是可遇而不可求的
常常在最没能料到的时刻里出现

我喜欢那样的梦
在梦里 一切都可以重新开始
一切都可以慢慢解释
心里甚至还能感觉到所有被浪费的时光
竟然都能重回时的狂喜和感激

胸怀中满溢著幸福
只因为你就在我眼前
对我微笑 一如当年
我真喜欢那样的梦

明明知道你已为我跋涉千里
却又觉得芳草鲜美 落英缤纷
好像你我才初初相遇

*The original phrase describing a beautiful scenery “fragrant grass and profuse fallen petals” was quoted from a fable about a fisherman who stumbled into a utopian world, written around 421 AD by Tao-Yan-Ming, a famous politician poet.