4.27.2013

Congratulations to KB's wedding!

To my dearest mentor,

Thank you for all the wonderful love, push and care.  I'm so happy for your next journey.
At KB's wedding reception @Singapore
And what else can I expect from my mentor's wedding but a wise reminder of what love is :) (Amidst pop songs, dance, butter scones and children jumping around in joy)

Rise up, my love, my fair one,
And come away.
For lo, the winter is past,
The rain is over and gone.
The flowers appear on the earth;
The time of singing has come,
And the voice of the turtledove
Is heard in our land.
The fig tree puts forth her green figs,
And the vines with the tender grapes
Give a good smell.
Rise up, my love, my fair one,
And come away! 

~ Song of Solomon 2: 10 – 13 - Lee to KB 
With KB @SEALNet food outing in Bay Area
Love is a decision.  It takes work.
And remember, it's not when we're happy that we're grateful.  But when we're grateful, we're happy.
~ KB's sister 

- The grass is greener, where you water it 
- You can't change your spouse/marriage, change yourself
- Focus on the person in front of you, not the illusion that someone else can make you happier 
~ Kevin's words, from Google and his own experience with a loving wife and two lovely sons
KB & SEALNet Send-off 2009

4.23.2013

A quick sketch of Saigon



Tôi đang ngồi ở một ngã tư ngắm Sài Gòn.

Quán đẹp, nhạc Tây, và những chùm dây điện đen quen thuộc vẫn cuộn vào nhau hiên ngang song song với cửa sổ kính.

Phía bên kia đường, treo một băng rôn xanh "Vì một phường cầu ông lãnh không rác"

Dòng người cuồn cuộn đi qua nhau, vuông góc, chéo 45 độ, cua 30 độ.

Xe tải đi về thành phố từ hướng quận 4 và quận 7.  Vài chú xe ôm mặc áo xanh dương bên góc đường.  Một chiếc xe máy chở một người cầm một tấm kính lớn đằng sau, hay chở 10 thùng giấy trên xe, không chút chênh vênh.

Sài Gòn, không lấp lánh lung linh, không choáng ngợp những nhà cao tầng.

Sài Gòn, sống và thật.

-- cho một ngày mưa

3.18.2013

Living

I've been very blessed recently to have a dream to work towards, a family to love and to be loved, and friends to share living moments with.


10.31.2011

Passion and Synch

From 14 to 18, it was so special to feel that shy excitement making a duet with the guy next door amongst cheers from the karaoke crowd.  Achievements were never the aim.  Having fun and passing requirements was :) Enjoying being friends and learning from young and old teachers alike was rewarding.  The SN world was anti-competitive, anti-pressure, the lost child of the school lol

Then for the next 4 years, all they talked about was finding a purpose. Passions have to be utilitarian, even if the utility can just mean making oneself feel happy or content with 'having found one's path'.  It's better to partition oneself in a delicately balanced way, such that most highly-valued utilities can be realized. As Steve Jobs, Oprah, and many other graduation speakers have concluded, pursuing one's passions is perceived as one of the surest ways of living a meaningful life.

But then, not everything needs a purpose. Focusing on passions can be different from focusing on life.  The former can easily be an excuse for achievements. Would we trade losing the next hour planning and executing one's passion for those few minutes feeling shy or excited with friends and family, innocent, light, and pure? Would we spend the next day growing the same passions even bigger because that's the natural path the passions would lead to, or let life come in and tell you something else, in all its liberty and mystery? Either way works, hardly comparable yet both can be as satisfactory.  Yet, knowing the purpose is hardly the decision compass; synching with life may be.

It feels good to when we once felt surfing and 'synching' with life.  Recreating the experience could be almost impossible.  But we do know what we did NOT think about and what we spent our time on, because of some unknown feelings (gut/intuition).  We know what feels right, albeit no purpose, no clarity of passions.

9.03.2011

Friendship - Grad reflection

found from 2009, on airplane home from college graduation :)


      JW, with his usual pragmatism, said with a tone of denial, of resistance or simply, of not being sure how to handle the fact that a few years from now, our friends will drift apart.  I sadly had to concur with him that we would not be able to attend to each other’s ups and lows, of important events in our lives, anymore.  But will it be that sad if when we meet again, all we will talk about is the past? Won’t we be able to talk about the present and the future, the mundane everyday conversations or meaningful conversations? I’m not sure.  The analytical me told me that there are many different layers of friendships: based on common interests, similar experiences, shared values, and the deepest level, shared purpose.   
      Friends with common interests will be able to have fun with each other talking about sports, girls, movies, music – you know, all those first conversations we have with new friends.  Similar experiences engage friends with common interest at another level where we bond through “hardships” and common achievements, like a team’s experience.  We would experience each other’s strengths and weaknesses, when they are happy and when they are stressed.  Shared values would then predict whether the friends can stay strong during the similar experiences.  Conflicts sometimes arise and should our foundational values are too diverge, we stay away from investing our time and efforts being with these friends.  
      Shared values can form really deep friendships, yet we change, as we grow up and as we are physically too far from each other to have shared experiences or to fully be together when our values change.  Our friendships are at risk at this stage, or put in JW’s words: our friendship base would shrink as we grow up.  Shared purpose may be able to heal this gap.  For example, we are concerned about each other’s happiness and dreams, or we share the same life purpose, broadly speaking, of improving ourselves, understanding the world, making impacts, and living with our human inevitable cycle of birth and death, etc.  These purposes will bring themes to our friendships and will make us, as my idealism and optimism say, stay great friends.  They have the potential to transcend geographic or temporal barrier to friendships.  Yes, our friendship base will shrink but at any point in the future, should we meet each other, I hope our common sense of purposes will still bring us conversations, tears and smiles, just like the brightly innocent, sincere and happy smiles we have had for each other, when we were at Stanford, radiated in the sun. 

8.26.2011

Back



Back to life
For tomorrow that may never come 
For the world that falls and stands 
For romances chasing moonlights
For friends lasting through seasons 
For life and purposes 
For vast rivers, endless sky, beautiful imperfections 
It feels wonderful to be back 
Fresh and anew in joy 
:)

5.26.2011

Facebook and the ivory international school dream

Back then, I wanted to move to an international school very early on in high school, tired of rote memorization and looking for * something else * that I believed was more holistic, with better teachers, better programs.  The tuition fees were exorbitant! And hence, I stood outside, from my public school looking faraway, for a freer land.

The international school community was then for me an ivory tower, an idealistic dream.  My dream was protected from all reality that was happening behind those walls.

Nowadays, with facebook and the Internet, the walls are torn down.  Yet, if I were a student now, how would I feel?  Envious with the prom parties, the international travel photos, the non-Vietnamese facebook friends, the good-looking dresses? Disappointed with a world not always filled with motivation, good friends, good teachers? Or simply appreciating what I would be having even more?

With facebook and such transparent personal information load, would the world feel more empowered, or more disenchanted with more reality? When more truth is relatively easier to seek now than before, people could be more self-conscious. But their quality of life, improved or not, seems to me not being essentially driven by this development.