As the sun rises from the horizon, tweaks from hidden birds form melodies to soothe me out of my bed. I can feel the coziness of the comforter resembling a fireplace dragging me deeper and deeper into an infinite black hole plus the chilliness condensed in the air that freezes me back to my alpha male cave. However, the soft sunlight and melancholic vibrations from the outside world provoked my urge for exploration. Nature is calling me for a reflective and peaceful walk.
The moisture embraced by the air, the waving grass, the worry less cloud, the transparent flow of water, and the palatable green hugged me into the wilderness. Having the Juky instinct, I am always in the search of my friend Little Brown Bear. My relationship with my imaginative bear fellow is deep and perplexing. It is not merely the fierceness and livelihood of the creature but natural connectivity that we somehow belong to the same origin in the history of evolution. Well, maybe I just watched too many Chinese Bear Cartoons when I was a kid.
Escaping New York and now waking into the unknown of Mother Nature I feel more belonging than ever. Community, culture, new places to explore, and more importantly the friendships here are just heartwarming. During my time in Samsing, someone asked me: “Where is your home then?” Just a little context. I was talking about being an ABC (American Brazilian Chinese). The answer was and is now. The profound connectivity with little “BrainDate ‘’ and deep “IdeaSex” are by nature meaningful. The content matters the least but just having someone there with the mutual intention to learn more about each other is invaluable. At the end of the day, we are all human beings, meaning from deep down, we are kind, authentic, and vulnerable, and we all need help at some point. (Humbleness is good).
For the first time in my life, I felt true happiness. You see. Happiness is not a gift from Santa Clause even though you know it is your Grandpa or dad. Happiness is not winning the lottery. Happiness is not getting into your dream college. Happiness is the absence of the need and just being utterly content with your surroundings and yourself.
Having procrastinated for more than a year on what I always wanted to do finally, I got the chance to fulfill and enjoy myself. This was when I realized that coming to NYC, and taking the ferry to witness the Statue of Liberty does not mean freedom. For me, freedom means the absence of worries about the future and guilt about the past. Freedom means fully accepting who you and other Homosapien are and just flowing with time as a concept from Taoism called Wu-Wei suggests.
All these thoughts just rushed into my mind during the walk and I felt the ultimate delight of being, just being, being present, being Juky, being the potato king, being ABC, and being human.
