tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74780993813422627722024-03-13T05:46:12.450-07:00Miss Willow's MusingsMiss Willow Changhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12556887125184672027noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478099381342262772.post-53521561876911465042010-06-16T18:15:00.000-07:002010-06-16T18:18:50.413-07:00a place of calm<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">i am in a place of calm.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">depth and warm, peace and transcendental tranquility.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">i am in love with life.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">i can accept what i can influence and change, and what is meant to be.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">i strive to be compassionate, every day, through practice and patience.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">i appreciate that strength sometimes comes from a whisper and wisdom from the time used to reflect.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">i believe in the power of good, the necessity or love and the magnificence of the universe.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">i am alive!</span></div>Miss Willow Changhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12556887125184672027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478099381342262772.post-42531591979974450142010-04-04T01:51:00.000-07:002010-04-04T01:52:19.382-07:00happiness sings<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">happiness sings.<br /><br />it bubbles from within, and can't be stopped.<br /><br />it can't and won't be denied.<br /><br />it shouldn't be suppressed.<br /><br />it glows and is contagious.<br /><br />when you are happy, your friends are happy for you.<br /><br />when you are happy, you share it's joy with all.<br /><br />happiness is not simply a noble pursuit, it's human necessity.<br /><br />happiness doesn't debase other emotions, it simply puts them into context.<br /><br />there is no finer drive than to pursue happiness, and when it's yours, to share it, and express how it makes you feel.<br /><br />i feel it and i want you to feel it as well!<br /><br />IMUA! (go forward) and find your bliss!</span></span></span></span>Miss Willow Changhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12556887125184672027noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478099381342262772.post-19001283283032108052010-03-30T03:07:00.000-07:002010-03-30T03:15:21.686-07:00Still Crazy After All These Years...<!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia">One of my favorite songs is by Paul Simon (disclaimer: I have MANY favorite songs), called <b>Still Crazy After All These Years</b></span><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia">. Simon's ability to tell stories, and weave lilting melodies with driving rhythms is what makes him a master at his craft. He is also, in my opinion, a muse of the feeling <i>Saudade</i></span><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia">. A Portuguese term, it clearly expresses the powerful cocktail of emotions that range from sadness, longing, remembrance, reflection, bittersweetness, loss, regret and loneliness.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia">Personally, I am able to feel exquisite joys, but Saudade courses in my veins, my emotional DNA I embrace instead of try to escape. I have always been this way.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia">Here, are the lyrics</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia">Still Crazy After All These Years</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">Words & music by Paul Simon <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">I met my old lover <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">On the street last night <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">She seemed so glad to see me <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">I just smiled <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">And we talked about some old times <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">And we drank ourselves some beers <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">Still crazy after all these years <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">Oh, still crazy after all these years</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">I'm not the kind of man <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">Who tends to socialize <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">I seem to lean on <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">Old familiar ways <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">And I ain't no fool for love songs <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">That whisper in my ears <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">Still crazy after all these years <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">Oh, still crazy after all these years</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">Four in the morning <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">Crapped out, yawning <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">Longing my life a--way <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">I'll never worry <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">Why should I? <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">It's all gonna fade</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">Now I sit by my window <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">And I watch the cars <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">I fear I'll do some damage <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">One fine day <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">But I would not be convicted <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">By a jury of my peers <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">Still crazy after all these years <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">Oh, still crazy <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">Still crazy <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:23.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:15.0pt;font-family:TimesNewRomanPSMT">Still crazy after all these years</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia">I have thought of this song often. I have been both parts of the equation. I am not as jaded or aloof as the main character in the song. His confession "I ain't no fool for love songs that whisper in your ears" seems more like denial (like 10 cc's song, 'I'm Not In Love'). (I wear my devotion for love songs on my sleeve. I am a singer, dancer and a poet, after all, the Sufi turning, the <i>gopi</i></span><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia"> in the field, spinning my <i>Om Mani Padme Hum</i></span><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia"> ring as I write this!)</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia">So I have reflected on this song many times, and Simon's music, perhaps like Springsteen's lyrics, are even more poignant, profound and meaningful, as you get older. We all do.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia">This weekend, the trigger was a twice removed example of the song's story. Saturday, I met the old lover of my old lover. Confused yet? I met my old old beau's most recent ex (-I hate that word) girlfriend. It was serendipity. She was teaching a class at the facility where I also teach. She knew who I was, but I wasn't aware of her relationship. She was so pleasant introducing herself to me. Kind, sweet, searching and genuine. I was happy to meet her.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia">Sadly, she explained that she and Mr. X (we'll call him that) weren't together, and for no real reason. Impossible you scoff, there's always 2 sides to the story, and a 'reason'. Well, yes, if you are being rational and logical, this might be true. But, when you factor in a past of mental health issues among other things, well, let's say it changes the rules of the game.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia">There's more to the story than is appropriate to reveal here in a blog. It's funny- it's been years now since we were together and yet I am still in a quiet way, compelled to 'save' face or conceal what happened. I wonder, who am I trying to save?</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia">Those who know me are aware that I can be upfront about what plagued that relationship, and it person, can be frank about its dynamics. Were there good times and love? Of course, as there should be between any two people in love or a relationship. I dreamed big and envisioned a technicolor world of hope, beauty and never ending discovery, trust, creativity and support for each other. I thought we had a <i>future</i></span><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia"> together.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia">And, we played our hand out, so to speak. Many times, again and again. I went back for seconds and thirds, despite the problems, which were major, and I seemed to have an endless well of understanding, support and naivete about what was going on. </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia">Yet, I don't divulge the details. The stigma I feel, real or imagined, is heavy. I've been known to say, the relationship was a lot like a Jerry Springer existence. The laundry list? Well imagine the worse and that's it, except no arson- only arson of the soul. Singed. Blow torched. Burnt.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia">But, like the proverbial phoenix from the flames, we each 'survived'. I liken it to a forest fire. Completely devastating and heartbreaking, but after the worse, new growth, sprouts of green, shoot up from the Earth, and there is rebirth.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia">It has is quiet ways, taken <i>years</i></span><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia"> to recover from someone like Mr. X. We used to have an exchange with each other, which he started: "You've ruined me. I'll never be the same. Thanks.". It was said in jest and in truth. It was a joke and declaration. It was scary and exhilarating. It was true, for many reasons.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia">I internally <i>cringe</i></span><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia"> to think of the break ups, heart ache and let downs of years ago. At home alone, I would weep, my dogs would stay close at hand, knowing I was very, very sad indeed. My mother, who was exhausted and upset at my agony of the heart, would say "Willow, <b>when</b></span><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia"> will you stop being sad? You need to get on with your life!" (I actually can't stand it when people say that. We can't really speed the healing of the heart. It has its on <i>kronos</i></span><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia"> or timing). </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia">But, I knew she was right, and I didn't want to hurt and I recall saying to her "Mom, I just don't know if I'll ever be able to love that way again. (Mr. X) has ruined for me. I will probably compare every man to him and I don't want another."</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia">Thank God, that is not my reality! To think we are capable of feeling this! But at the time, it was real, my truth. <i>I was wounded. </i></span><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia">Funny thing is, we did get back together after that 'incident' and when we did part, it feel easier to do.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia">I know that I am a better person now- not only for being it that relationship- but more importantly, leaving it.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia">To choose myself, happiness, sanity, trust, honesty, health and believe, no, KNOW, that I deserve those things as <b>everyone</b></span><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia"> does, was a <i>major</i></span><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia"> epiphany for me, and one that others hopefully come to as well, when facing a similar scenario.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia">Miss Saturday, as I will call her, thankfully didn't endure the same dynamics as our relationship, but the symptoms were the same. One day, he just decided to leave, and she too was dreaming in techincolor, wanting all the things I though we too would have had.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia">I assured her that her intuition was correct, and that she simply happened to fall in love with someone who doesn't know how to love themselves. Cliche? No, the truth.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia">A lovely lady like her, radiant, healthy and wise of the soul, tender, delicate and positive, will find an amazing person to love her, cherish, adore, be supportive, dream, build, laugh and eat together, and importantly, hold her.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia">I <i>know</i></span><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia"> it can happen, because it did to me! But that, is a story for another time.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Georgia">Believe in yourself, Believe in happy endings - and beginnings!<o:p></o:p></span></p> <!--EndFragment-->Miss Willow Changhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12556887125184672027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478099381342262772.post-55192953308598207402010-03-28T06:23:00.000-07:002010-04-01T03:10:05.429-07:0048 Questions for Miss Willow<!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#262626;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"> <!--StartFragment--> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Reprinted from Facebook, February 5</span></span><sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">th</span></span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">, 2009. Updates in brackets.</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE? -My mother knew someone who had a child named Willow, but though the child behaved badly. She hoped she'd have better luck! My Chinese middle, Lau Sinn, reflects my English name, and means 'willowy angel" or 'spirit/angel of the willows'.</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED? -I cry on a regular basis, for joy, sadness, loss, relief and overwhelmed by beauty. 2 days ago, I was listing to Regina Spektor's "No Need to Say Goodbye" from the Prince Caspian/Naria series...I thought of the Lion, who's wisdom reminded me of my father..."Things rarely happen the same way twice, (Lucy)"...which is true, profound and sad.</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING? -Yes, but there's always room for improvement, People from Switzerland and Japan seem to have amazing penmanship. Quality of writing I think stems from the writing surface, time alotted and the writing instrument. I prefer the good old-fashioned ball point pen.</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT? -I'm a fan of Honey Roasted Ham and Smoked Ham. I'm Chinese. We like the pig.</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">5. DO YOU HAVE KIDS? -4 legged sons, Dante, the Italian Greyhound, and Pompei, the Whippet (whip it good). I also have a Siamese Fighting Fish named Dhiagalev, and an unnamed snail who shares his bowl. (Sadly, my fish friends died.) </span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?- Yes, simply because there's great conversation, passion, loyalty and sensitivity here...not to mention some wacky humor beneath the surface! </span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">7. DO YOU USE SARCASM?- In small quantities. Since the era of Seinfeld, the sarcrastic/sardonic rants and quips of 21st century society tend to get old. And, they diminish people in the long run. So, NO we can't! (hahahahahahaha- just joking there. </span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">8.DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS? -Hell no! The best decision ever was to yank those suckers out. Gave me grief and countless infections. My health hasn't been better! </span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP? -No. I love life too much and sometimes live Murphy's Law. Pass. </span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL? -Currently- Frosted Mini Wheats, it's what's in bulk at Sam's Club (how pedestrian). I love Golden Grahams (addicting like crack, more like candy than cereal) and I remember Honey Bunches Of Oats being pretty good, but expensive. I also like the instant Quaker Oatmeal in Apples and Cinnamon- made thick, not watery and NO milk! Yum! </span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">11. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF? -I think I have only I pair of laced shoes- a pair of Pumas...and I think, no.</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM? -I have several: Ginger from Hagan Daaz, Phish Food from Ben and Jerry's, Foremost's San Francisco Mint, Baskin Robbin's 4 flavors- Gold Medal Ribbon, World Class Chocolate, Peppermint and Pumpkin. I also like lavender and rose sorbets...hmmm.</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> 14. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE? -Their energy and then their eyes...</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">15. RED OR PINK? -Good grief- what kind of question is this? If I'm feeling Tango or Flamenco, Latin and strong or Chinese feel, I'd say red. If I'm in a Bollywood state of mind...pink! </span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">16. WHAT IS YOUR LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF? -Encroching insomnia induced by the internet! And, giving jerks 2nd chances...when none are deserved.</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">17. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST? My poppa. </span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">18. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO COMPLETE THIS LIST? Yes, I'll probably learn some cool things about you :) </span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> 19. WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING? -A black mini skirt and barefoot</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">21. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? -the white noise hum of the neighbor's air con...</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">22. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE? -Turquoise</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">23. FAVORITE SMELLS? -Chocolate, Sandalwood- all varieties Arabian. Indian and Mysore, Amber, Juniper, Frangipani, Ylang Ylang, Tangerine being peeled, Lilac, incense from the temple, French Lavendar, Kiawe Wood, miso soup, Gardenias, Sterling Roses (the lavendar ones), Geraninum leaves, Rosemary, Gasoline, Puakenikeni, pikake, before and during the rain, the smell of garden shops, my dog Dante's ear, Captain Black tobacco for pipe, Gudangs and clove cigarettes, new care smell, the salt on skin after a swim in the ocean, a loved one's scalp.</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">24. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE-Mira Suvara</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> 25. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU? _A great photographer and interesting person...yes</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">26. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH? _Old Skool Celtics basketball, ice skating, the Olympics.</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">27. HAIR COLOR? -Darkest Brown before black</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> 28. EYE COLOR? -Brown with flects of green and amber in the right light </span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">29. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS? -Yes, very myopic girl.</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">30. FAVORITE FOOD? -Thai- yellow curry /Greek- chicken soulvaki and baklava /Hawaiian- kalua pig /Chinese- dim sum and won ton soup /Japanese- miso soup and gyoza/ Italian- ravilolis and gnocchi/Persian- biryani/ Indian- yellow curry and samosas, chaipattis/chocolate!!</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">31. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS? -Brain benders and ephinanies</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> 32. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?- Slumdog Millionaire (theater) Bowfinger (rental) OM SHANTI OM (songs and dances)</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> 33. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING? -Black top, khaki jacket.</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">34. SUMMER OR WINTER?- Fall!</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">35. HUGS OR KISSES? -XOXOXOXO depends who's giving!</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> 37. MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND? -Those with time on their hands</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">38. LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND? -Those who can't be bothered</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">39. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW? - The Story of Tango</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">40. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? -A Turkish style oriental rug </span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">41. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON TV LAST NIGHT? -Conan O Brien</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">42. FAVORITE SOUND(S).- music, laughter, dog's ear flaps, sounds of happiness, windchimes, my neighbor chanting</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">43. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES?- BEATLES- of course!!!</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">44. WHAT IS THE FARTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME? -Around the world - Egypt, Syria, Greece...</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> 45. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT?-I'm really good at spatial organizing, like closets etc.. i enjoy interior design and love to clean house. A true domestic!!!</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> 46 WHERE WERE U BORN?- Honolulu baby!</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">47. WHOSE ANSWERS ARE YOU LOOKING FORWARD TO GETTING BACK?- All!</span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:14.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">48. HOW DID YOU MEET YOUR SPOUSE/SIGNIFICANT OTHER? -This, is a private matter:)</span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">OK<></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <!--EndFragment--> <p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"> <o:p></o:p></span></p> <!--EndFragment-->Miss Willow Changhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12556887125184672027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478099381342262772.post-76147080555375080172010-03-28T05:11:00.000-07:002010-04-01T03:12:51.854-07:00Night Thoughts While Waiting for the Light to Turn Green<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"><div class="note_header" style="background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 223, 234); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 0px; border-top-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 6px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 6px; margin-left: 0px; background-position: initial initial; "><div class="byline" style="clear: both; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">March 25th, Thursday at 2:03am </span></span></div></div><div class="note_content text_align_ltr direction_ltr clearfix" style="display: block; direction: ltr; text-align: left; clear: both; margin-left: 6px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; word-wrap: break-word; width: 460px; "><div style="clear: none; line-height: 14px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">I'm not sure why, but tonight I remembered some times that were challenging for me and another, so long ago.<br /><br />My mind wanders, as it can, rapidly stringing one idea to another, things that seem unrelated.<br /><br />I thought of the people who are facing the night, feeling lonely. I thought of those who don't feel they can keep going on. And I tried to imagine, if there were a way to get to those on the brink, to say "It's gonna be o.k." how it could make a difference. I thought of the beauty of Tango and how it is both becoming the music as well as a traveling hug that we call dance.<br /><br />Sometimes when you are in the thick of a depression- which is so clinical, (let's call it a malaise of the heart or even an exhaustion of the soul), it's had to imagine things will ever change or shift. BUT, they ALWAYS do! My heart breaks still, when I think of every friend who took their life. How I wish I could have been there- to help or listen. So often, their pain was not apparent , and I wonder how many others around me that I care for shoulder such a burden of grief?<br /><br />I thought of this over 2 hours ago, and told myself that I should simply go to bed. But, I felt compelled to write and to say YOU ARE NOT ALONE (hello, Michael Jackson). But seriously, it is the mystery of life how the human spirit can endure everything from elation to heartache, joy to misery, wonder to apathy...but feeling anything less is not living!<br /><br />So what's the point? I simply want to say, I CARE and that life is so beautiful I hope that each of you can find the delight in the mundane, quiet and humble and know that we never quite know where the road takes us...but I hope you enjoy the ride.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><br /></span></div><div class="photo photo_none" style="clear: both; line-height: 14px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><div class="photo_img" style="clear: none; line-height: 14px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=878604&op=1&view=all&subj=383115294452&aid=-1&auser=0&oid=383115294452&id=1387928789" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "></a></div></div></div></span>Miss Willow Changhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12556887125184672027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478099381342262772.post-47422393378881677302010-03-27T18:56:00.000-07:002010-03-27T18:59:31.611-07:00Seriously, I wish I could say I intended this to be so funny!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "><h2 class="date-header" style="margin-top: 1.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal bold 78%/normal 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 1.4em; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.2em; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); "><span>TUESDAY, JULY 21, 2009</span></h2><div class="date-posts"><div class="post-outer"><div class="post hentry uncustomized-post-template" style="margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); padding-bottom: 1.5em; "><a name="1313680036577095580"></a><h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="margin-top: 0.25em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 18px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4em; color: rgb(170, 221, 153); "><a href="http://willowchang.blogspot.com/2009/07/debut-of-miss-willows-world.html" style="color: rgb(170, 221, 153); text-decoration: none; display: block; font-weight: bold; ">The debut of Miss Willow's World</a>(Note: This first ran July 21, 2009. I never remembered my password. Then i started a new account. I changed the font to black, tried to import it and it disappeared on a black page. Yes, it's THAT bad!)</h3><div class="post-header"><div class="post-header-line-1"></div></div><div class="post-body entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; ">I can't confess to be atop of all things technical, nor shall I profess to be a steam punk gal. Certainly there are times I feel like an analog gal in a digital world. But here, starting this blogspot is yet another honest and humble attempt to stay afloat with the 21st century, and reap all the glorious benefits the tech buffet can offer.<div><br /></div><div>So much of what I do is devoted to communication: from teaching to performing, singing and dancing, creating costumes or promoting events. I am both fascinated and consumed to be as genuine, organic, direct, clear, sincere and with true intentions to share and communicate. I hope this blog is another spoke in the wheel of communication.</div><div><br /></div><div>I do have other forums or sites I would encourage you to visit at your leisure. Each has their own feel and probably audience. I can't say I have a favorite: it's like when someone asks me, "What do you prefer, singing or dancing?". I really couldn't say, nor would I ever pick sides, just as I feel equal parts Chinese, German and English- but always 100% Human.</div><div><br /></div><div>My website is <b>www.willowchang.com</b> A perineal work in progress, and a slow one at that. Any assistance or guidance is always graciously accepted.</div><div><br /></div><div>Of course like all good cattle (hahahaha), I joined myspace- at the urging of a student. It was like a friendly ambush/intervention- where she actually came to my house and made me set up a site. I do like the fact I can change/update the calendar on my own, for what it's worth.</div><div>I have 2 sites (!) <b>www.myspace.com/willowchang</b> and<b>www.myspacemusic/willowchang</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div>And, I have a revered and feared Facebook account, under Willow Chang. facebook: Willow Chang AND Bollywood Hawaii. That's some heady, addicting stuff, and it's why I'm holding out on a i-Phone so I won't become a full blown addict.</div><div><br /></div><div>I don't tweet, and I prefer to not join Hi-5, linked in and other social networking sites etc etc etc...When I do, I never remember the pass word and can't devote the necessary time to maintain so many sites...In a perfect world, I'd like ONE account and site, but I fear that's not my fate.</div><div><br /></div><div>So, more later, and please feel free to drop me a line if there's something I can do to help.</div><div>Stay inspired and cheers,</div><div><br /></div><div>Miss Willow</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="clear: both; "></div></div><div class="post-footer" style="margin-top: 0.75em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.1em; font: normal normal normal 78%/normal 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 1.4em; "><div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-1"><span class="post-author vcard">POSTED BY <span class="fn">MISS WILLOW</span> </span><span class="post-timestamp">AT <a class="timestamp-link" href="http://willowchang.blogspot.com/2009/07/debut-of-miss-willows-world.html" rel="bookmark" title="permanent link" style="color: rgb(170, 119, 170); text-decoration: none; "><abbr class="published" title="2009-07-21T04:19:00-07:00" style="border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; ">4:19 AM</abbr></a></span><span class="reaction-buttons"></span><span class="star-ratings"></span><span class="post-comment-link"></span><span class="post-backlinks post-comment-link"></span><span class="post-icons"></span></div><div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-2"><span class="post-labels">LABELS: <a href="http://willowchang.blogspot.com/search/label/Introducing%20Miss%20Willow%27s%20world" rel="tag" style="color: rgb(153, 170, 221); text-decoration: none; ">INTRODUCING MISS WILLOW'S WORLD</a></span></div></div></div></div></div></span>Miss Willow Changhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12556887125184672027noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478099381342262772.post-21420432057291415092010-03-27T18:46:00.000-07:002010-03-27T18:49:24.185-07:00A Side of Laughter, Please...<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"><h2 class="date-header" style="margin-top: 1.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal bold 78%/normal 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 1.4em; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.2em; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">TUESDAY, JULY 21, 2009</span></span></span></span></h2><div class="date-posts"><div class="post-outer"><div class="post hentry uncustomized-post-template" style="margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); padding-bottom: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><a name="1313680036577095580"></a></span></span></span><h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="margin-top: 0.25em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4em; "><a href="http://willowchang.blogspot.com/2009/07/debut-of-miss-willows-world.html" style="text-decoration: none; display: block; font-weight: bold; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">The debut of Miss Willow's World</span></span></span></a></h3><div class="post-header"><div class="post-header-line-1"></div></div><div class="post-body entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I can't confess to be atop of all things technical, nor shall I profess to be a steam punk gal. Certainly there are times I feel like an analog gal in a digital world. But here, starting this blogspot is yet another honest and humble attempt to stay afloat with the 21st century, and reap all the glorious benefits the tech buffet can offer.</span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">So much of what I do is devoted to communication: from teaching to performing, singing and dancing, creating costumes or promoting events. I am both fascinated and consumed to be as genuine, organic, direct, clear, sincere and with true intentions to share and communicate. I hope this blog is another spoke in the wheel of communication.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I do have other forums or sites I would encourage you to visit at your leisure. Each has their own feel and probably audience. I can't say I have a favorite: it's like when someone asks me, "What do you prefer, singing or dancing?". I really couldn't say, nor would I ever pick sides, just as I feel equal parts Chinese, German and English- but always 100% Human.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">My website is </span></span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">www.willowchang.com</span></span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> A perineal work in progress, and a slow one at that. Any assistance or guidance is always graciously accepted.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Of course like all good cattle (hahahaha), I joined myspace- at the urging of a student. It was like a friendly ambush/intervention- where she actually came to my house and made me set up a site. I do like the fact I can change/update the calendar on my own, for what it's worth.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I have 2 sites (!) </span></span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">www.myspace.com/willowchang</span></span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> and</span></span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">www.myspacemusic/willowchang</span></span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></b></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">And, I have a revered and feared Facebook account, under Willow Chang. facebook: Willow Chang AND Bollywood Hawaii. That's some heady, addicting stuff, and it's why I'm holding out on a i-Phone so I won't become a full blown addict.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I don't tweet, and I prefer to not join Hi-5, linked in and other social networking sites etc etc etc...When I do, I never remember the pass word and can't devote the necessary time to maintain so many sites...In a perfect world, I'd like ONE account and site, but I fear that's not my fate.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">So, more later, and please feel free to drop me a line if there's something I can do to help.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Stay inspired and cheers,</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Miss Willow</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="clear: both; "></div></div><div class="post-footer" style="margin-top: 0.75em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0.1em; font: normal normal normal 78%/normal 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 1.4em; "><div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-1"><span class="post-author vcard"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">POSTED BY </span></span></span><span class="fn"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">MISS WILLOW</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></span></span><span class="post-timestamp"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">AT </span></span></span><a class="timestamp-link" href="http://willowchang.blogspot.com/2009/07/debut-of-miss-willows-world.html" rel="bookmark" title="permanent link" style="text-decoration: none; "><abbr class="published" title="2009-07-21T04:19:00-07:00" style="border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border- color:initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">4:19 AM</span></span></span></abbr></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="reaction-buttons"></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="star-ratings"></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="post-comment-link"></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="post-backlinks post-comment-link"></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="post-icons"></span></span></span></span></div><div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-2"><span class="post-labels"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">LABELS: </span></span></span><a href="http://willowchang.blogspot.com/search/label/Introducing%20Miss%20Willow%27s%20world" rel="tag" style="text-decoration: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">INTRODUCING MISS WILLOW'S WORLD</span></span></span></a></span></div></div></div></div></div></span>Miss Willow Changhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12556887125184672027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478099381342262772.post-18412848034570803632010-03-27T16:44:00.000-07:002010-03-27T16:59:34.659-07:00Miss Willow's Musings<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">So my dears, </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">again</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> I am putting my toes into the waters of the 21st century. I admit, between 2 e-mail accounts, a myspace AND myspacemusic account (cue the laughter), a Skype prescene, Facebook account (that has almost sucked the life out of me 'feeding the beast" with chum disguised as photos and quips), a Linked in account and a Youtube account, I sometimes feel a little spent! Thank God enough people claim to appreciate "it's the journey, not the destination", for there are times when I am truly invested in "turtle power". This blog is another tool, approach and exercise to share personal thoughts, musings and insights. I strive to create dialogue, inspire and encourage thoughtful interaction. Stay posted for some insights, from the spirtual and personal, to the mundane and riduculous. I'm happy to say, the water feels just fine!</span><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">Cheers!</span></div><div>- Miss Willow</div>Miss Willow Changhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12556887125184672027noreply@blogger.com0