It's late here. It's past one in the morning. Prayer for you, reader, and all the people around you; and a prayer for the world.
Lots of love,
Tuccia
Tuesday, May 20, 2014
Monday, May 19, 2014
Day Thirty
I kept the flame for thirty minutes.
That makes thirty days. I will recount tomorrow just to make sure.
That makes thirty days. I will recount tomorrow just to make sure.
Sunday, May 18, 2014
Saturday, May 17, 2014
Friday, May 16, 2014
Wednesday, May 14, 2014
Tuesday, May 13, 2014
Monday, May 12, 2014
Language Immersion
I'm doing self-imposed Korean language immersion until Friday evening. That means no English outside of work. To that end:
오늘은 촛불을 삼십 분 동안 지켜봤어요.
오늘은 촛불을 삼십 분 동안 지켜봤어요.
Sunday, May 11, 2014
Saturday, May 10, 2014
Friday, May 9, 2014
The Bad Novice
The candles I have are all almost used up. Tonight, none would light. I think I'm a bad novice--my first reaction was not to try, but just to assume that nothing could be done.
It turns out it could be done. I just had to scrape some of the wax away from around the wick, and it stayed lit for thirty minutes.
Good night from Asia!
Thursday, May 8, 2014
Bedtime Prayer & Good Night from Asia
I kept the flame for thirty minutes.
Prayer to Salacia for the crews working to retrieve bodies from the Sewol. Prayer to Concordia for Ukraine.
And most of all, prayer to the most honorable Vesta that all people offer hospitality to one another and are in turn received with hospitality.
Good night from Asia!
Wednesday, May 7, 2014
Tuesday, May 6, 2014
Good Night
I kept the flame for thirty minutes today.
I went to Subway for dinner and had the veggie delight. While getting my sandwich, the speaker played a song from the soundtrack of The King and the Clown, the 2007 historical/forbidden love drama that became one of the biggest films in Korean movie history. I found this ocarina version on YouTube after I came back home. If you haven't seen the movie, of course, it's meaningless, but because I saw it, the song sends chills down my spine.
It was hard not to get thinking about history after that. I got to reading about Deokhye Ongju, the last princess of Joseon. The Wikipedia article on her is here.
Tonight, prayers for Deokhye Ongju, all sides in Ukraine, and the diver who died today inside the Sewol ferry.
Good night from Asia.
Monday, May 5, 2014
Taking Sides in Conflicts
Taking sides in a conflict isn't all it's cracked up to be. After all, viewpoints, even if ultimately flawed in some fashion and to some degree, often have their own internal logic and emotional element. As Marcus Aurelius and Siddartha Gautama both said, everything is just perspective.
Furthermore, viewpoints are held by humans, humans all have the same basic needs (to eat, to find love, to have a job, to be a respected member of society), and viewpoints are often held in relationship to these needs (to fulfill them or to preserve their satisfaction, etc.)
Oops
The line, 'tell me where past years are', is from Go and Catch a Falling Star, by John Donne, not To His Coy Mistress, by Andrew Marvell.
Yesterday, as I was hiking, by chance I was thinking about both poems. Not everything in each is to my taste; it's just that those lines made me think a lot about time when we had to read them in literary criticism class as an undergraduate English major.
The line of Marvell's that I liked is also echoed later in The Waste Land, by T.S. Eliot:
Marvell: "But at my back I always hear time's winged chariot drawing near."
Eliot: "But at my back in a cold blast I hear the rattle of bones, and a chuckle spread from ear to ear."
Today is Wesak, so it's a national holiday in Korea. My friend wants to do language exchange though it's a holiday, so I will. After that, maybe I will go to one of the big temples and have a look at all the festivities.
Good Night
Public domain image from NASA: "10,000 Galaxies'.
Good night from Asia.
Prayer to Janus, god of time, looking future-wards and looking past-wards: Tell me where past years are. (from Andrew Marvell)
Like the Mountains in Springtime
When looking at the sky as a teen-ager, on those rare breezy, fresh, clear days, I often had the feeling of wonder, beauty, and possibility.
I had that feeling today when I reached the ridge of one of my favorite hiking spots. I took some photos:
Sunday, May 4, 2014
Dear World
Dear World,
I kept a candle lit on your behalf for thirty minutes tonight.
It was an honor, just a real honor.
Lots of love,
Tuccia
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Such a beautiful cover.
May 2014
My favorite cell phone photo from yesterday's urban hike. Much love to you on this weekend in May 2014, one weekend in this passing life.
Friday, May 2, 2014
Good Night
Good night from Asia. I pray to Vesta that wherever you are in the world, you are received with hospitality of the heart.
Lots of love,
Tuccia
Lots of love,
Tuccia
Thursday, May 1, 2014
Prayer for the World
I will resume keeping the flame, to finish the thirty days. I've just been a little busy.
I want to offer a prayer for the world tonight. I wish I had to a bigger platform from which to launch my little prayer. I guess this will have to do!
Prayer to Vesta for this world, and all the people in it, that they be safe from physical harm, that they be safe from emotional harm, that they have a safe and happy home to return to when their long day is done.
Lots of love,
Tuccia
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