July 2010
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“The day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the...”
– Anaïs Nin
August 2009
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random expectations
My mom always believed in me, my dad always believed I could do better. Are those the same things? If you tilt your head just right and squint your eyes— can you see that they both wanted the best for me?
Oh, I’m not so sure about my dad. I love him, but he haunts me… in the way that classical music lingers with you long after the audience has diminished.
I try not to think...
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May 2009
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complications.
My mother took her first breath in the same room where she drew her last one. Because of that, I developed my understanding of the circular patterns in life. Everything is a circle, even the universe. Filled with circles are we.
I don’t often think of my mother but when I do, it’s filled with an intense amount of sadness. It’s a case of Catch-22: I repress because of sadness...
March 2009
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...daily
I will tell you this. I’ve spent many days ungrateful. I’ve found myself in the most extraordinary places, although I was completely lost. In my most complicated messes, I’ve witnessed the simple beauty of life. Life comes to us fragile, trembling, full of promise. We often disregard it. Or minimize it. Or forget to realize how easily broken it can be, and how much of a joy it...
January 2009
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beginnings
Life is filled with redemption. Every breath gives us new hope. Every year reminds us of this. The past never really matters for long. The only thing that matters is what you do with this moment.
This moment may signify a new year, but long into 2009, each moment you encounter will still be new. Each moment comes to you as an evangelist of opportunity.
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December 2008
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“When you were born, you cried and the world rejoiced. Live your life in such a...”
– Cherokee Proverb
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Empathy
When I was a little girl… on car trips, I would imagine myself going the opposite direction. For a long time, it was very difficult to change my perspective, but over time, it became easier, and now it’s a simple trick for me. This trick, I think, helped me to see things from the other side. It developed my empathy, as odd as that seems. Seeing one road from both angles, and quite...
November 2008
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The Fable of the Hunting Dog
In the hairy savannas of far, far away
There once lived a hunting dog who wanted to play
Instead of searching for food with other dogs
Mumbi curiously observed hopping frogs.
Instead of bringing back food to feed the ill
Mumbi hunted for fun, and followed the thrill.
Mumbi was always distracted, but never meant wrong
He was even distracted when wrong came along!
One day, Mumbi’s...
“The evidence of God exists in the roundness of things.”
– Wally Lamb, I Know This Much To Be True
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.smoke that thunders
One of the clearest memories I have is my 6th birthday in Africa. We went to Victoria Falls, one of the seven wonders of the natural world. This is where I developed my fear of heights and showers. The waterfalls are massive. As I stood there, carefully holding the wisteria-wrapped railing, I saw the enormity of the world, and the smallness of myself. I remembered my mind just opening up.. ...
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.poverty
When I was younger, I never equated poverty with lack of funds. Poverty was and is a mentality, not an economic state.
I grew up in extremes. In my childhood, I experienced lavish wealth, with housekeepers and nannies and gardeners and personal cooks. I had Christmases filled with presents, and took vacations around the world. After the safaris and shopping trips, my mother and I spent her...
“Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.”
– Martin Luther King, Jr
When I was younger, I was so in love with science fiction. I wanted to be a scientist, aboard a star ship (think Star Trek), and seek out new civilizations. Now, I’d settle for understanding my own.
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Who Is She?
Who: My name is Kyo, and I am a writer. The kind of writer who went to school to study other writers, who won awards, and then fell into the dark hole of Writer’s Block. Then, after several years of staring into the darkness, I became the kind of writer who digs herself out. This is my story.
Why: I created this site to wax poetic about my every day life. Everyday, I’m writing,...
“In the beginning there was a river. The river became a road and the road...”
– Ben Okri, The Famished Road
