I lifted the train’s window and reached out to see my students. Six were standing there, five Polish girls and a Polish boy in their 20’s, each held a Vietnam postcard. They waved their hands at me. Their eyes were full of tears, even the boy – who I gave a red lipstick print from a kiss on the postcard. Tears filled my eyes.
Just an hour before that we were all sitting on the green grass grown in the yard of Krakow’s University of Economics, under the warm sunlight of early May, in the last class of the course. There I asked them to look carefully around for a minute, and then close their eyes. “How many lines of trees are there on your right?” I began to ask.
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It has everything to do with how we face our own imperfections.
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And a shorter formula to happiness. :)
Read MoreI regard Simple Living as a principle and a virtue, like Honesty. “Trend” implies something followed by the human herds and has a short life, like high waisted shorts.
Read MoreI finally began to enjoy the wind in my hair, the moist fog, the cycling motions and the repeating sounds of the turning wheels. All of a sudden, the sky and street spun upside down and the next thing I knew: I was lying on the ground.
Read MoreWe all have met people who seems to never stop whining. Their lives are like Korean soap opera. There is something alluring about pain. It may sound absurd at first. Who likes pain? But this is an insanely common tendency of the human mind.
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And it helps us see the world through our widened spyglass ;)
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