a meditator's journal. meditating on meditation, marriage, eating, transforming from a stiffneck worrier to a spiritual warrior.
Saturday, February 25, 2012
meet my hong kong family
it takes a village to care for aging parents. so, meet the 'hong kong village' that takes care of my 82-yr-young mother and my stepfather who is in his late seventies. where's her child? that one and only heartless daughter lives an ocean and a continent away. without them i cannot image how i could still be living in america. so a big shout out to you all, and a special big one to the lady who is all the way to the right on the front row. that's my auntie choy mey, my mother's younger sis. she's the one who's taken up the responsibility on her shoulders. i should say my mother couldn't have found a better daughter in her. well, definitely much better than me. she looks out for my mother with such devotion, thoughtfulness and tons of lightheartedness. while i am on this note i must not forget my godsis, wai ying. she is so patient, kind, sweet and sensitive to my mother. without a doubt a far better daughter than me. where is she in the pic? behind auntie choy mei. anyway, the point is, i have had it easy. thanks y'all.
Drink tea. Right now, my tea is the summer chai Ayurveda way. No ginger. Nope. Pound some cardamom pods, coriander. Throw in fennel seed, cumin seed. That's it. O yes, sprinkle rose water. Not store bought. Take fresh rose petals from my garden. Pink, red, yellow. Throw them all into hot water with cardamom. Soak, covered, overnight. Squeeze. Boom. Intoxicating rose water. Sweetness of the rose goddess goes straight to heart.
A taste of Suk Wah's first novel
Jews Don't Eat Jellyfish. Or Quan Yin, Please. A modern myth. Funny, moving and relevant. Spirited Away meets Eat Drink Man Woman meets Joy Luck Club. It's Harry Potter for women. I plan to finish re-writes in 2013 and publish in 2014. I have something I want to say and I want many people to read it.