Deciphering Tea Leaves

The fragrance of the teas was overwhelming. Pungent leaves of brown, black and green, speckled with dried fruit and herbs. The leaves had been dried whole and rolled—humbled in their shriveled, preserved state. Comforting scents of dirt and new grass whispering of promises they might keep. If only it would rain. Abruptly, sharp citrus notes…Read more Deciphering Tea Leaves

The Wall

I have the pleasure to announce today that an essay I have written has been published by The Scene and Heard, a beautiful online journal that contains thoughtful reflections on life in the form of art, poetry and creative writing. This is the first time I have been published! I am thrilled! I enjoy reading…Read more The Wall

Hidden Worlds

Psssst. I'd like to make a confession. If I had to say it out loud I would only whisper it because it would sound very strange. I identify with mythical creatures. Now your eyebrows are probably raised, wondering what kind of weirdo you have come upon. No, I don’t actually believe in elves, fairies and unicorns (um, not anymore,…Read more Hidden Worlds

The City in the Clouds

In 2008, at age twenty-eight, I quit a reliable desk job, sold my car and most of my possessions, and set out to backpack across Europe alone. Having read so many stories about life-changing walkabouts (Eat, Pray, Love and On the Road, to name a few), I know this is hardly rare, so at the risk of…Read more The City in the Clouds

The Semi-Professional Immigrant

A few years ago, I came across two words that gave me pause while voyeuristically reading online profiles: “professional immigrant”. A woman had described herself in this way because she had lived in three different countries for education and work. Foregoing the usual, often creativity inhibiting search in an online dictionary (note: I do not…Read more The Semi-Professional Immigrant

Inspiration for a Permanent Tourist: Pico Iyer

Growing up in the US, I often found myself caught between two worlds: my somewhat traditional Filipino upbringing and the dominant American culture of my teachers and peers. Later, after traveling the world and relocating to Germany as an adult, I felt even more conflicted in terms of cultural and national identity. What am I? An American?…Read more Inspiration for a Permanent Tourist: Pico Iyer

A Birth in the Winter

This is my first blog post!!! Yes, a new beginning in the dead of winter. The major holidays are over, there is no longer a festive buffer from the freezing cold. The once pristine snow has worn out its welcome, it is now a dirty, semi-frozen mess and once easy paths have become icy, muddy traps.…Read more A Birth in the Winter