9 May, 10:22 PM - The Light Experience
I laid my body completely flat on the floor to relax, closed my eyes, then curled all my fingers and with index fingers softly rubbed over my closed eyelids like a very tired baby. Two strong white spots of light shined right onto my face with greater degrees of lightness on the edges. I tried to open my eyes and get out of it; but I did not ... maybe because subconsciously I wanted to experience it. Then I felt a strong headache, very heavy head, as if I had a fever. I then felt an electric vibration that went from my head gradually down to my body and to the end of my feet. As on a movie screen the two white spot lights spread into a geometric pattern of broken lines and dots with black space in between... I was calmer by now. I remember I “looked into this image with a deep concentration”, yet enjoyed the details at the same time. And then the picture changed again - to a pale lilac grayish color background with exceedingly soft purple mini doted lines, one on top of another, forming a slow motion of a 3 dimensional flower with petals right in the middle. I had an impression of a living cell... very gentle ... loving and feminine.
I rested quietly then opened my eyes. With my usual gesture of rolling up my natural colored yoga mat of jute plant; I left the room with the group of people. No one knew what had happened to me during that 10 - 15 minutes unless they find and read this journal that I am writing right now.
What was happening to me ... Hello?
May 5, 2008 10:30 pm
I constantly remind myself that focus is concentration, and concentration = meditation. There are about 2,500 to 25,000 thoughts an average person could have in a single day.
Martin, a numerology expert I met a few months ago at Emily’s apartment, gave me a great hint for my emotional process: management and discipline. Then I will be the winner!
OK. Let’s eat brown rice all day long and see what happens?
March 9, 2008 3:30 PM
“I once lived in Boston and worked as a cocktail waiter. I had a lady customer who had no arms. She smoked and drank from her bare right foot right in front of me at the bar... Isn’t that cool!” He then continued to the next sentence, “ Look for a focus point that doesn't move; imagine you're Oscar ... an Oscar statue. And use your heart to focus, which’s always the right way. I often meditate and see a Buddha face ... But of course you can imagine Dolly Parton if you want to ...” Then the class started to giggle!
The above is the story of my yoga teacher’s lesson on Sunday morning. I find Tim’s harmonious smiling face and very spontaneous personality rare and charming. What a great person to connect with, especially on relaxed weekend mornings.
As a matter of fact, if one looks closer, his face does resemble Indian deities.
March 2, 2008 at 9:00 pm
Right after my delicious veggie dinner at my favorite Indian restaurant, HAVELI, which has been operating for the past 13 years:
I headed down to this commercial street full of downtown kids, St. Mark Place. I bent and twisted my head trying to look at the head sign of this basement retail shop — The Iron Fairies. A neat place really — resembles a unique atmospheric essence of the movie HARRY POTTER. I wandered around and around looking at handmade soaps, candles, candle-stand, etc, where they all look like ancient products that have been kept ’till now for sales. They’re 24 iron fairies ( both the good and naughty types ) scattered on the window display. With dim lighting they seemed ‘fully alive’ on this relaxed Sunday night. The young sales lady, who also resembles a light energy, knows the names and stories of all the fairies.
I have no idea why I am so affected by them ( as I recalled I wrote about a Chinese Tang fairy in my old journals ); have yet to make a wish with a package of dust that was given to my by the jolly sales lady.
Iron Fairies Dust
Sprinkle this dust,
On your fairies in rush,
Wait and you’ll see,
How you have let me go free!
Oh Richard ... Richard! Richard! You are dreaming about divine beings of angels, fairies tonight. But you must also focus on this coming month of Asian art fair and close some damn good big deals. OK!
OK ... Brings all these divine sisters beside me, bless me and go to be my own Peter Pan!
November 30th, 2007 at 9:45 pm
Emily Cheng, who’s a devoted painter and a dear friend, reminded me of a social and political issue that is affecting humanity right now. After a lavish dinner at a rich Jewish man’s mansion last night, she said to me, I sort of know people of the elite group down to the poorest artistic people who only have a few pennies.... The world is this way right now.
“We’re completely responsible for our concrete realities...” . This Buddhist statement often reminds me of making conscious choices in life. I have to artistically create in order to nourish my soul... There aren’t other ways. I trust the divine support from up there!
February, 15, 2007 at 11:00 am
I am too lazy to open up my computer screen. So I get a pen and scribble down briefly what a black artist just said to me with a real smiling face, “Is my pleasure to bring you pleasure...”.
I keep profoundly reflecting on what was said because I had heard a sentence like this before. It has a tremendous effect on me!
26th July, 2007
An unusual Monday night yoga class at my gym: my yoga teacher, Philip, who’s a good looking young Caucasian man with completely shaved head, crystal blue eyes and beautiful harmonious face, always reminds me of monks from the martial arts temples in the old Chinese movies.
Since he’s always very attuned to energy in the room... which he must be... the smooth-starting class ended up with everybody holding hands in a circle, then seated on their beaded keels, with left hands holding the next person’s left shoulder and right hands reaching out in the middle, touching and holding.
The floor plan became an open flower... I remembered I walked out of the room with exceedingly high energy; like water becoming holy water.
26th July, 2007
Visualize yourself walking into a room... see a book... open up the book... and see your name written on the book with a special message for you – It was the angelic voice of my new yoga teacher, Gretchen from Chicago, who’s has been teaching here for nearly a month.
It was almost the same concept as in the movie Harry Potter which I saw three nights ago where he opened a blank book, wrote his questions, experienced his returned answer from “another world” messenger.
27th April, 2007
I finally got the return call from the buyer of Takashimaya New York to view my “Almost All Year Round” fashion collection.
The experienced buyer, Justin, with her charming assistant buyer, Olivia joyously selected the finest pieces in my collection with quick decision. Then there came a friendly middle-aged woman, the director of the store, who gave another experienced comment.... “Beautiful collection with old fashioned tailoring; your clothes remind me of Jeffery Beene!”.
Hurray!!! Packed and jumped into the taxi with my always happy spirit!
25th April, 2007
It is always a good feeling watching the Oprah show at 4:00pm whenever I find time – like having a relaxed “afternoon tea”.
The subject of the show was interviewing famous people - about how they “think / made” themselves so successful. There were three of them, yet almost all of them discussed and shared similar experiences of “The source of connecting with the greater up there .” All arrowed their right hands down on top of their heads to show the symbol of channeling.
24th April, 2007
“Tonight set an intention for your practice. And ask yourself... what do you want to achieve during and after your practice ”....a valuable phrase that often echoes inside me, spoken in one of my Yoga teacher’s tender calming voice on Sunday nights.
At home after every Yoga lesson, I’m cleansing and cleaning my natural color tone Jute-plant Yoga mat – a special mat I always imagine as a scroll of magic carpet that flies me into the infinite sky... whenever I step on it with my dedicated intention.
7 March, 2007
It’s been a resistance intense working relationship with two dearest friends for nearly 14 years. As with many common human issues, our energies had finally driven us apart and we came to an end. The up and down or the right and wrong all seem very shallow and not at all important any more. As a matter of fact, I have always lived inside myself since I was a kid... till now. I really don’t pay much attention to how the outside world thinks I should be.
7 March, 2007
Sam, who’s my regular Sunday night “Candlelight” yoga teacher at the gym once said during the middle of the lesson, “In many times, whenever we come to a situation of confrontation, instead of trying to figure out what and how to say it... the best way is to allow yourself to receive it.”
4 March, 2007
I am just in a mood to write a few of my inner thoughts again... I look advantage of the mild temperature and clear full moon before the storm targets Manhattan again tomorrow night. With my soaring feet, my walkman with new Japanese pop music and my coffee cake in hand, I melted completely in harmony with my early spring evening walk.
So damn lovely... and relaxing after months of working on / off various projects. It echoes the feeling of myself as a free spirit and how my everyday life should be ... The power of the concept of either completely “on or off” keeps me going; the essential elements of balance.
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