The Tempus, It Fugits

I cannot believe how fast this year has sped by.  It seems like just yesterday I was standing on the edge of the Taroko Gorge and contemplating jumping off.  I had escaped death there many years ago, and I thought maybe it was my fate to die there. As I looked down, I was aware… Continue Reading

Updates! Read All About It!

Hello.  It’s been awhile.  This feels strange, and yet, it’s also familiar.   I want to thank everyone who has told me that s/he misses my blogging.  I appreciate it more than you know.  I have missed blogging.  Obviously, not enough to do it again.  At least, not here. Newest news:  I’m blogging over at… Continue Reading

Closing the Curtains

Hello.  In my last entry, in addition to posting the pics of me as Miss Indy Pedant, the foul-mouthed fifties housewife, I teased that I had been mulling something over for the past month or two.  I said, “Hey, watch this space for a kinda big announcement.  It’s coming.  It’s gonna be (kinda) BIG.  … Continue Reading

Oh. Mah. Gah.

OH. MAH. GAH!  Did I really go out in public looking like that????? Choolie posted the pics in FB, and holy shit.  My hair!  It really is an event in and of itself.   Looking in the mirror didn’t give me the full scope of what I looked like (really sorry I forgot the pearls,… Continue Reading

The Truly Forbidden Word (Starts with P)

I had my therapy session this morning.  I was talking about the solo bagua lesson Choolie gave to me last week.  The conversation went something like this. Me:  When I started Taiji two-and-a-half years ago, it was because I wanted to be able to defend myself.  Now, my decision to learn Bagua is so… (Squirms… Continue Reading

De-si-i-i-re!

I want it all. After so many years of denying I want anything, that statement is a little frightening.  Scratch that.  That statement is a whole lotta frightening.  I was raised to believe that I shouldn’t want anything.  I am given what I’m given, and that is that.  It’s partly Asian culture.  It’s partly sexism… Continue Reading

Dismantling Illusions

I am exhausted.  Mentally, physically, emotionally, and spiritually.  My sleep has been even more sporadic than usual, and I even when I get sleep, it doesn’t make me feel refreshed.  I know it’s because as my therapist said, I’m doing some fucking heavy psychological work here.  No, she didn’t say fucking, but she implied it,… Continue Reading

Killer Compassion

It has been noted that I have not blogged in a bit.  Yes, this is true.  I have been dealing with some really heavy grief since my father’s last phone call.  That happened Friday morning, and I let the machine get it because I just couldn’t handle it.  He said he had made it home… Continue Reading