Posts tagged as:

romance

When some­thing is not working the way you want it to, if some­thing is malfunc­tioning, the proper thing to do is to trou­bleshoot the problem. Getting mad at a computer system or your auto­mobile will not fix anything. You need to take a deep breath, take a step back, and look at what is wrong. In the same […]

This morning, I stayed in my bed dreaming. Some­times I can figure out why I dream about the things I do. But this time, I dreamt about Malissa. There was nothing really to have trig­gered such thoughts. I hadn’t watched any romantic movies, or had any romantic thoughts. Why then did I have this dream? I find this particular dream to be […]

In ‘Sex and the City,’ number of sex partners true to New York life I was strug­gling when I read this article and some of the comments. I was debating whether or not I ought to even write on this. After all, different people have different values. Call me a prude, but I don’t require a “porn star” sexual expe­rience to […]

I must’ve had the most restful night of sleep last night: my dreams were vivid and varied. I expe­ri­enced a wide gamut of emotions. There were little snippets of humor and fun, some scenes of gentle affec­tionate moments of romance, flashes of anger and violence…and every­thing else in between. They were little scenes that didn’t seem to […]

Yes, being a hopeless romantic is a gift, and a curse: as the Shaolin say, in order for one to expe­rience joy, one must have the capacity to feel an equal pain. One beau­tiful April morning, on a narrow side street in Tokyo’s fash­ionable Harujuku neigh­borhood, I walked past the 100% perfect girl. Tell you the truth, she’s not that good-looking. […]

To know love, be like a running brook, which deaf, yet sings its melody for others to hear. Feel the pain of too much tenderness. Awake at dawn with a winged heart and gives thanks for yet another day of loving. Empty yourself and yet be filled. An old man tells you this is how to know […]

The Purity of Love

15 Jul 2007 in journal  [print]  

The instant we become an adult is the moment when the instinct to love is greater than the desire to be loved. Steven Stosny, Ph.D I stepped into the shoes of the silent observer once again. I combed through the network, searching for inspi­ration. I read people’s notes and looked at their rela­tion­ships. I treaded through my own […]