Lughnasa and the Korea Moon<\/p>\n
Tuesday gratefuls: Shadow, looking at me across the pillow. At 4:30 am. My son, working. Seoah and her sister. Shopping. A warm morning. The Tomato fruits setting. Kale, Spinach, Beets growing. Having my son and Seoah under my own roof. Family. A strong, dispersed family. The view from Shadow Mountain.<\/p>\n
Sparks of Joy and Awe: Sharing pizza with my son<\/p>\n
Year Kavannah: Wu wei<\/p>\n
Week Kavannah:\u00a0 Ahavah. Love.<\/p>\n
Tarot: Knight of Vessels, The Eel<\/p>\n
One brief shining: A quiet, gentle feeling with my son and Seoah sleeping above me as I type; a joy that comes from deep within, neither from a happy place, or even a place of satisfaction, rather a connected and comfortable spot, one where no expectations other than love lies.<\/p>\n
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The Jangs: Jet lag saw yesterday a quiet day with my son staying here, drafting personnel reviews while Seoah went to be with her family at the Air BnB.<\/p>\n
Apparently it was an emotional Sunday evening with tears and alcohol at the BnB. Not sure what\u00a0 triggered all that except Appa’s jet lagged yearning for a life in the U.S. he was not able to live. He fought for and with U.S. soldiers in the Vietnam War so I imagine this is a long nurtured dream.<\/p>\n
He never went past elementary school, yet learned and successfully applied the principles of organic farming as a grower of vegetables and rice. He’s also been village headman for Seoah’s home village, Okgwa, for many years. Education does not equal intelligence or reveal skills.<\/p>\n
Appa’s long sober so it was not him drinking but Seoah’s brother-in-law, the six foot green grocer, and her sister, Min Yun. I imagine the unexpected confluence of jet lag, altitude, and American beer led to stronger effects than anticipated. Travel, eh?<\/p>\n
Seoah’s sister recovered well enough to convince her husband to drive her, Seoah, and their kids into Cherry Creek for some fancy, label focused shopping. My son was happy he didn’t have to go. Me, too.<\/p>\n
I spent a quiet Monday here with Shadow as my son worked. In the evening I went out to Ripple, a new pizza and soft ice cream joint, picked up a large pepperoni and green olives which we ate together.<\/p>\n
Sharing a meal, just him and me, called up the Irvine Park years when we lived in my condo.\u00a0Irvine Park had a lovely square with a Victorian fountain, a bandshell, and great oaks, one of which played backstop for many evenings of catch.<\/p>\n
Yesterday, talking about Hawai’i, Seoah said, quite casually, “Yes, we’ll all live there.” Indicating my son and me. If my son does decide to retire at the end of his twenty years, one year after he finishes in Korea in 2027, that’s been the plan.<\/p>\n
A good goal for me. A Hawai’ian sunset.<\/p>\n
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Just a moment: I knew this was coming.\u00a0Trump Administration Will Reinstall Confederate Statue in Washington<\/a>. NYT, 8\/5\/2025. Gotta pander to that base with the Epstein files nipping at your MAGAmatic heels.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Lughnasa and the Korea Moon Tuesday gratefuls: Shadow, looking at me across the pillow. At 4:30 am. My son, working. Seoah and her sister. Shopping. A warm morning. The Tomato fruits setting. Kale, Spinach, Beets growing. Having my son and Seoah under my own roof. Family. A strong, dispersed family. The view from Shadow Mountain. … Continue reading The Second Day<\/span>