Life happens in fragments, not stories. It’s only when we decide that certain fragments should link together in a certain way and with certain transitions, a story is made. In that sense, we are the playwrights of our own stories in which we gather the materials (life’s fragments), we decide the progressions (the order of… Continue reading Unstory: Like Wind
Category: Modern Spirit
A Little Love (from my students)
Little things make me happy.A little grin,A little spring,A little surprise,A little sunshine,A little pink and a little red,A gentle morning comes and goes, A Saturday sitting right beside,the silent symphony in your eyes,the ardent flame burns in my heart.the list goes on and on...A little something is everything I love. (by Annabel, Feb 2025)… Continue reading A Little Love (from my students)
My Ten Years
A morning light, A gentle breath,An unexpected sigh,A moment has drifted.These simple words,this time and place,this quietude when I think of you.It's in the dark,It's in the rain,It's in the silence after pain.A golden ray, A rain drop,A moment peace,A second chance?(Untitled, By @Annabel 2025) It's been a long time since I last posted something,… Continue reading My Ten Years
The Next Portal
So you want to start over? Good!There is another universe somewhere, around the corner, where the roses grow as tall as you and their thorns are as sharp as your kitchen knives. Open the back door, take a right, and follow the lead of the thorny roses. Keep going through the thickets of alternate educations,… Continue reading The Next Portal
Beyond Solitude: A Journey Lived
I need my solitude. Without it, I'm groundless.A worldly dream once took it away. We talk of presence and sharing as inspiration, but sometimes that very sophistication we are told to desire is the bringer of disaster. An incurable tumor fermented in the heart. At first, I just wanted to dance, and now I can… Continue reading Beyond Solitude: A Journey Lived
Remember Us
When yesterday speaks, I quietly sit beside you,There's spectacles in your eyes that shine the darkest sky:velvet dreams, relentless passions, and vivacious tempers,and the shapes, space, and shadows you bring into my life. It all casts upon me, a violent-sweet memory. The girl you know yesterday has flown away,radiant in nature's first green and last… Continue reading Remember Us
Spring News
Look, your eyes are full of stars,Feel, your heart longs for butterflies, The spring meadow is ripe in her verdant youth,while little daisies lure you in my new-found faith:Beauty, the spring is,Love, that you are. Spring has sprung and is knocking at our doors. What a wonderful news! The time has come for us to… Continue reading Spring News
Today, I AM With Lights
"The body is much smarter and the mind", my one dance master once remarked. I was skeptical at first, but not anymore. With more than two decades experience in dance and embodied practice, I know, without a doubt, that our bodies are sacred, magical, and magnificent in every way. Today, I am sharing my one… Continue reading Today, I AM With Lights
February Delights
Slowly and surely, we are moving towards the end of February. That means another welcoming fresh Spring is on her way to embrace us, with her magic breaths and secret dreams hiding in Iris and tulips. The days will be merrier, and merrier.... Today, I would like to first share a lovely "class advertisement" for… Continue reading February Delights
All I Wish for You (Christmas Birthday Poem to Myself)
When mountain peaks lose edges and rivers no longer flow;When time stops, days and nights melt into one tomorrow; When winter leaves quietly grow red bells and white snows;Every December, I dress in fresh roses and I celebrate you,Your tender smile is my greatest triumph in this life anew. When the Sun no longer rises and… Continue reading All I Wish for You (Christmas Birthday Poem to Myself)
Birthday Poem: The Woman I am
The woman I am, is very ordinary, but an uncommon sort. The woman I am, is a rebel, so intense but never impulsive. The woman I am, is a foolish dreamer, spunky and shrewd. The woman I am, is neither a dangerous seductress nor your girl next door. I am the white moonlight shyly beaming… Continue reading Birthday Poem: The Woman I am
The Terminal
Like the cottonwoods decorating sweet dreams outside my window, Demure in summer verdant gown and gleam in fall tangerine hues, I was pieced together by heaven's mercy and spells of wintery abyss. An elaborated ornament I was to this human life and the alien stars, what a fool I was to be trapped between shallow… Continue reading The Terminal
Life Lessons
Laugh, make the world laugh with you; Weep, you'd better off weeping alone, loud and proud, such aloneness is a gift. Love, let the words of the heart speak for you; Hate, may you find the rare courage to forgive, succeed or fail, fight your own dragon battles. When weary, don't shoulder the burden of… Continue reading Life Lessons
Summer Rose
I want to be an Alba rose this summer, genteel, pink, intense, and translucent. Freshly born out of soft dripping rains and untouchable thanks to my hefty thorns. As I turn around, million shades of golden hues form a corsage in orbit around my watery waists, they contain unconquered territories in the hearts that sing… Continue reading Summer Rose
Naming The Rain
Happiness, how much do we owe to it? When Mom and Dad in my nightmares every time I closed my eyes, I wanted to be a daughter of the rain dripping down my windows, cool with mellow jasmine scent, coming down from moon-lit clouds, I then float and wreathe and brighten with robes of silver… Continue reading Naming The Rain
I Can Fly
Love is in your eyes, sitting silent by my side Going on, holding hands, walking through the night Hold me up, hold me tight, lift me up to touch the sky Teaching me to love with heart, helping me open my mind I can fly, I'm proud that I can fly To give the best… Continue reading I Can Fly
The Modern Etiquette 