Do your own actions surprise you? This week, I found myself in two positions that were not ideal. But I handled it like a pro and was strong.

Sooo Leo season is approaching.

As much as I relate to the loud lion, I also find myself feeling like a deer.

I had an interesting allergic reaction. I think?

Anyways, people have been staring at me and I felt overly aware of myself. It reminded me how superficial people are (including me). Here is a thought.

Flexibility has been on my mind.

This morning, I went to a yoga class for the first time in forever. And it’s so hard to be flexible! The thing is, I’m flexible to an extent (both physically and emotionally).

I really like this photo. I see a fall element to this photo and everything else happening in my life (as of lately). Also, the way the water and sky mirror each other has always fascinated me.

With life easing back to “normal” in the States, I see more strangers interacting with each other. I remembered how much I enjoyed witnessing these “stories.” It’s so beautiful: human connection. Especially when I hear stories of how many strangers have reconnected later in life in some shape or form. We are much more connected than we think.

Here is a deeper dive with “Two Young Souls.”

This photo reminds me of a glass figurine. I think that’s exactly how I feel right now. Like I’ll break at any second. I also feel stuck, paralyzed (in both awe and fear).

It is hard to describe, but here is an attempt.

Sometimes to understand the bigger picture, you need to push yourself and go beyond the surface level. This thought reflects that, enjoy :)

This week, I have been more on edge and strangely protective of myself, avoiding old hurt. To cool down, I have been making more time to explore Boston’s hidden nooks and crannies. It was a little bit of a physical and emotional struggle, especially in such hot weather.

But I am so glad that I wandered. I found an area dedicated to being hidden from society and felt so ashamed. Places like this are heartbreaking to see, but they have created some beauty to make it home (as sad as that is).

This is how the poor lives. Here is a thought I had while taking this photo.

It has been a strange week. Lately, I have been feeling so much joy in my life. I also feel so much sadness for what is happening in the world. I feel uncertain about what the future holds.

Simply put, my feelings are mixed. There is a choice, a pivot coming. My heart is uneasy. Here is “A Tale of Two Worlds.”

Hi!

Do you remember how I attempted a new style?

Well here it is & the audio can be heard here

This week had photos, special events, and some reflection. So naturally, I had some thoughts about the process of getting prepared for these things.

I love getting ready but also dislike it. I never feel the way “I am supposed to” on the inside & outside.

My overthinking and expectations seem to rob me of joy. As a society, we place way too much emphasis on the one emotion of joy. But there are other emotions. Nothing is permanent.

Anyways, here are some scrambled thoughts :)

Hello! What a week it has been (me every week). There's a LOT going on (good and bad). So here's a thought that yours truly (a happy, stressed mess) came up with.

Apparently languishing might be the dominant emotion of 2021, so that’s just great.

So to temporarily escape my “absence of well-being” like many of us, I reflected on Earth Day.

Here is a thought that ties the blah to what’s happening to Mother Nature.

Oh gosh, writing has gotten me through a lot. This week, I attempted a new style and was surprised by my passion. I don't think I'm ready to share yet, but here is a simple fragment from my mind while I wrote my heart out.

Being in New York City again felt good. It was my first time back since Jan 1, 2020. I was struck by the deja vu moments and full circle-ness of it all.

But mostly, I am thankful for getting the vaccine. I told myself that I would not post, but the circumstances were full of luck and awe. In short, I am thankful to have gotten J&J and given up my old Pfizer spot to someone else.

Here are the thoughts that circled my mind while getting that precious shot.

Yesterday, I stumbled on a prompt that told me to include a particular word in my writing.

It fit easily into this poem. Any guesses?

The impact from people can be felt years later in sometimes the smallest of ways. I find that to be quite beautiful. The poem is inspired by this notion. Enjoy :)

Image via Instagram.

Hate against Asians is not a new thing. However, there has been a recent rise in hate crimes against Asian Americans.

I am grateful for my walks. Before the pandemic, walks with no destination were a treat. Now, they have become routine.

This week, I tried a guided walking meditation from "This Difficult Thing of Being Human." I enjoyed the experience immensely.

Here is a thought from a walk.

So I’m really attempting to be positive. But we all know it is March, and it has been about a year since our lives have turned upside down.

I am not going to give too much context to this poem, but it’s a product of my late-night thoughts, as is this photo.