December 3rd, 2010
My “Butterfly Dream”
Back in summer, in July, at the Union Square farmers market, I casually spotted in a flower booth a vase with bunches of green leaves and feather- like spiral-shaped purple flowers entitled "Butterfly Bush". I had a question mark on my forehead and walked away. The next day, on the way to the beach I spotted the same flowers in the front garden of a summer house. There were at least 15 - 20 different types and colored butterflies dancing around them!
It may seem like something not worthy of much attention or deeper thought ... but my life experiences always guide me to the answers that I seek for, by cultivating the Art-Of-Relaxation, all answers I desire come to me effortlessly.
December 2nd, 2010
My “Fashion Dream”
Dreams are always one of the most powerful and insightful tools I examine. I often record them now to remind myself about who I am, and what I am!
In one dream I saw myself weaving a sleeveless A line dress with just two long sticks supported on sandy ground. With a soft creamy colored yarn I started from the shoulders down to the middle of the waist. I then used my left thumb and index fingers, touching, and the colored ran into the circle that I made with my fingers.
Rapidly, the entire crocheted dress was completed all the way down to the bottom while the picture of it had turned to almost 30 - 40 feet long ...
June 28th, 2010
I went to Angelica cinema on West Houston Street and saw another Chanel movie called Coco and Igor.
The movie was purely focusing on one of her love relationships with Russian conductor, Igor Stravinsky. Almost three quarters of the scenes were shot in her country house outside Paris where the interior space, the set design was simplistically breath taking, and tastefully done in art deco style — decorated only in two colors: black & white. From hand-painted pinstripes wall paneling, to extremely stylish antique furniture, to old fashion porcelains, silver dining table wares, to silky embroidered floral bed sheets, etc, every single detail was meticulously chosen and put together. Even the actress who portrayed Coco Chanel, was dressed entirely in these two ‘no-mistake’ colors, with touches of sandy and silvery colors in two scenes.
As a creative person, I was mesmorized during these two lengthy hours of experience. I found myself magically inspired ... and it changed psychologically how I look at the universal colors of black and white. Very cool!
June 18th, 2010
In another relaxing evening I was watching a TV documentary: Addition To Plastic. The show explains the current plastic culture we're living in and how companies around the globes are looking for the solutions ... good solutions.
The scene brought us to Kenya where a local woman decided to run a business by recycling plastic bags into handicraft gifts items from bags, to necklaces, to art work, etc. As many as 50,000 colors (range from shocking pink, electric blue, bright red, eggplant purple, etc.) plastic bags are individually hand washed and hung horizontally on rolls along strings, then dried under the sun in an open land. When the camera shot the rolls and layers of colored plastic bags on long strings they were surprisingly shown in artistic geometric lines. As matter of fact, they looked like individually cutout rectangular shaped Japanese Kimono sleeves softly flowing in the air.
In Kenya, they named them their Nation Flowers.
April 27th, 2010
I became a king of a country ... an abbot of a Buddhist temple, etc. An April shower, on and off, inspired dreams that I had last night and early this morning. Not that I wasn’t impressed that I became one of them ... On this cloudy morning, I wasn’t expecting to have had such vivid dreams that I could remember and write down. I was actually feeling good about these symbolic messages and lying on my bed for about half an hour dwelling on my current abundant life and my always brighter tomorrow realities.
Let’s see what I will become in tonight’s dreams ...
April 25th, 2010
It has been a long 16 years that I have consistently been going to and practicing Japanese tea-ceremony at the Urasenke Teahouse in New York.
Every tea lesson required full attention and focus for nearly three hours of sitting on the Japanese tatami floor participating in the rightful tea procedures and the ritualistic aspect of it. Last Thursday, right after the tea lesson, while I was changing my Kimono into Western clothes, I suddenly had a quick but deep thought of how disciplined I’ve been, coming here for such a long time. I found myself thanking myself for having done a very beautiful job of feeding my soul all these years. But why have I just understood it after such a long period of time.
Wouldn’t it be so nice if every one of us in our every day life could really take our own sweet time to enjoy, to nurture, and to feed our souls. One of the ways to cultivate self love ... unconditionally. In my opinion, It definitely seems like the smartest way to strive for!
January 1st, 2010
For the first time of living in Manhattan for nearly 15 years, because my mom and my sister visited here, we visited the Statue Of Liberty and Ellis Island three days before this new year began. Both places hold tremendous historical value in America; the symbolism of the FREEDOM highly triggers my focus of attention.
This quiet morning is the first day of my crossing override to 2010; I am determined to promise myself to visualize only the most positive outcomes and believe in my ability to make everything happen, to the higher good of all concerned, to achieve happiness and fulfillment, as I am in the cycle of change, freedom, and new experience.
Happy landings Mr. Gien!
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