Hindsight is always twenty / twenty. But how can we translate this perfect view of the past into better insight into the future? Maybe by looking into the eyes of our children. That is what my people set out to do when our national organizing committee of a world-wide sporting event announced last… Continue reading Twenty-twenty foresight
Maybe it is true that all the money in the world will not let you buy dreams. But maybe it is also the harsh reality that having no money will make pursuing your dreams, let alone realizing them, that much more difficult. It would be nice if we all had in our backyards trees… Continue reading Finding King Midas
If I told you that I took a trip from East to West and back all in one day today, would you believe me? Well, if you were 18th-century French novelist J.V., who lived in a time when the shortest route around the world took eighty days, maybe you would not. But you are… Continue reading A day, both short and long
It is Friday night again, and that means ballroom dancing class… the fourth, already! I have been anxious to attend tonight’s class all week, because there will be no class next week (my instructor and his partner will be too busy prepping to compete at the Asian Championship – I knew he was talented, but… Continue reading Backtracking the next step forward
*** I apologize in advance if today’s post offends or causes uneasiness in anybody. But I hope your finger will click to scroll down until the end before you make judgment on what it means. *** Every time I watch the horrific news of a finger pulling the trigger that takes away the greatest… Continue reading What will your fingers do?
“I believe you” is not an easy phrase to say. Maybe because believing requires knowledge that your words are factual and authentic… yet, not believing does not require knowledge that your words are fake and artificial. Maybe because believing requires assurance that you are an honest person who tells truths… yet, not believing… Continue reading I believe you…
How quickly a week passes, and how even quicker memory fades! It feels like just yesterday that I went to my first ballroom dancing class, but I was already back at the studio tonight… with very little retained from the first. I thought I took good notes when I came home last week, and I… Continue reading Dizzy but dazzled