[Originally published in Woodbury Bulletin on 12/05/2007]
“Black Friday.” The term doesn’t sound so exciting, but many people are very excited about this special Friday after Thanksgiving that launches the holiday shopping season.
Well, I still remember some of those Fridays in the past. I got up early in the morning around 5 a.m. to go shopping with my mother. I have never been a shopaholic, but I love bargains.
In the midst of the enthusiastic shoppers with carts full of stuff, the excitement carried me away. I also loaded my cart with items that were such good deals that I shouldn’t pass them by.
Today, I still have jewels I bought more than 10 years ago that I haven’t used. I bought them because they were on sale, 75 percent off.
The interesting thing is I don’t wear jewels. Why did I spend over two hundred dollars buying something just because it was a good deal? I can’t figure it out today. I have to say it was not a smart thing to do.
That’s why I didn’t go shopping on Black Friday this year. I slept in and had a very relaxed day at home. No rushing, no pushing, no running around from store to store, just relaxing peacefully at home. But I was not without temptation.
On Thanksgiving morning, the newspaper with the fat advertisement flyers awaited me with warm attractive greetings - door busters, early-bird specials, free coupons, etc.
One store gave away $10. Wow, free money! Who doesn’t like free money? I could buy something without spending money! At least it could cover the gas expense for the shopping trip.
Look at the slow cooker on sale! The old slow cooker I have at home is well over 10 years old. It has aged so much, it’s near kaput. I could really use a newer and bigger one.
How about that pressure cooker? I have always wished I had one pressure cooker. It would save me some time when I do my weekly cooking of dry beans.
Well, there were so many things that I wished I could have. Yes, it would be nice to have things that are better, bigger, more convenient, more powerful and more comfortable. But I also know that I already have what I need. That’s good enough for me. Besides, I didn’t want to do any more stupid things like I did in the past. I have learned my lessons.
I also wanted to support the "Buy Nothing Day."
Buy Nothing Day is an informal day of protest against consumerism, observed by social activists.
The first Buy Nothing Day started in Vancouver in 1992. A decade later, it spread to over 60 countries. In the U.S., Buy Nothing Day is the Friday after Thanksgiving, or Black Friday, the busiest shopping day in the U.S.
I am not trying to elevate myself to a social activist. But I really like the ideology behind the Buy Nothing Day that our society needs to examine the issues of over-consumption, compulsive spending and instant gratification.
Buy Nothing Day is not about changing buying habit for just one day, it’s about changing lifestyle and making lasting commitment to consuming less and producing less waste.
Another interesting initiative originated in California is called Compact. A group of 10 friends made a vow to not buy anything new for a whole year in 2006. The Compactors bought second-hand. They bartered, borrowed, recycled, re-used and re-gifted. Now this group has grown to include an online Compact community around the global. Their story has appeared on media outlets around the world.
I found both initiatives appealing.
Whether the day after Thanksgiving is Black Friday or Buy Nothing Day, it’s a personal preference and choice. I chose it to be Buy Nothing Day. I really enjoyed buying nothing and doing nothing. It was a rare and welcome opportunity for me to relax. I used the free time to look through all the photos taken in the year and select some for printing holiday cards.
Now I am looking forward to the next holiday. My Christmas cards are already done!
Friday, November 26, 2010
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Make every day Thanksgiving Day
[Originally published in Woodbury Bulletin on 11/22/2006]
Tomorrow, Americans around the country will be celebrating Thanksgiving Day.
When we think about Thanksgiving, we often think about this once-a-year event with a Thanksgiving feast of stuffed turkey, yams, potatoes, green beans and pumpkin pie. It’s a holiday of family and friends gathering together.
I think Thanksgiving is more than a once-a-year event - it is a way of life.
Thanksgiving is about gratitude. It is about giving thanks to God.
When President Abraham Lincoln declared the last Thursday in November as a national day of Thanksgiving in 1863, he proclaimed it “as a day of Thanksgiving and Praise to our beneficent Father who dwelleth in the Heavens.”
In 1941, Congress introduced the legislation and established Thanksgiving Day as the fourth Thursday in November.
Thanksgiving is about appreciating the people in our lives and being thankful for what we have received in life.
We have so much in this country and so much good happens to us. Yet in the rush of daily life, we fail to notice and acknowledge it. We often take things for granted.
If we focus our attention on the good and positive, focus on what we have, not what we lack, we can experience a life with contentment and joy. We don’t need to fill our life with material stuff to make us feel good.
One year ago on Thanksgiving Day 2005, I made a conscious decision to start a gratitude journal. I was inspired by the following words Oprah wrote in one of her "O Magazine" articles.
“Keep a grateful journal. Every night, list five things that you are grateful for. What it will begin to do is change your perspective of your day and your life.”
At that time I felt my life was in need of change. I wanted to cultivate an attitude of gratitude, nurture a grateful heart and a spirit of thankfulness. I wanted to bring myself closer to my soul and to God.
I wanted to count God’s blessings in my life and to focus my attention on the positive side of life. I wanted to be mindful and more aware of even little things happening every day. I wanted to live a more authentic life.
Since last Thanksgiving, I have been writing regularly in my journal and have filled several journals. The writing itself is a tool that declutters my mind and brings out the creativity within. My journey to the inside has drawn me closer to my authentic self and God. It has transformed my life in a profound way.
I was baptized in September this year. I am thankful for being a child of God who loves me despite of my shortcomings. I am thankful for being a part of God’s family.
I am becoming a more grateful person. I write more thank-you notes to people. When people have done something nice for me, I want to show my appreciation.
When I say thank you, it not only makes the receiver feel good, it makes me feel good too.
I count my blessings every day as I write in my journal. I am more mindful of what’s happening in my life.
The more grateful I am, the more reasons I have to be grateful. I find more joy in life.
Here is something I would like you to try: Start a gratitude journal.
Every night, before you go to sleep, write down a few things that you are grateful for that day. Start to count your blessings.
Remember, Thanksgiving is not a once-a-year event, but a way of life. Learn to be thankful every day.
As the result of having a thankful heart, you life will be richer and more joyful.
I wish you all a happy and blessed Thanksgiving Day tomorrow and every day of the year.
Tomorrow, Americans around the country will be celebrating Thanksgiving Day.
When we think about Thanksgiving, we often think about this once-a-year event with a Thanksgiving feast of stuffed turkey, yams, potatoes, green beans and pumpkin pie. It’s a holiday of family and friends gathering together.
I think Thanksgiving is more than a once-a-year event - it is a way of life.
Thanksgiving is about gratitude. It is about giving thanks to God.
When President Abraham Lincoln declared the last Thursday in November as a national day of Thanksgiving in 1863, he proclaimed it “as a day of Thanksgiving and Praise to our beneficent Father who dwelleth in the Heavens.”
In 1941, Congress introduced the legislation and established Thanksgiving Day as the fourth Thursday in November.
Thanksgiving is about appreciating the people in our lives and being thankful for what we have received in life.
We have so much in this country and so much good happens to us. Yet in the rush of daily life, we fail to notice and acknowledge it. We often take things for granted.
If we focus our attention on the good and positive, focus on what we have, not what we lack, we can experience a life with contentment and joy. We don’t need to fill our life with material stuff to make us feel good.
One year ago on Thanksgiving Day 2005, I made a conscious decision to start a gratitude journal. I was inspired by the following words Oprah wrote in one of her "O Magazine" articles.
“Keep a grateful journal. Every night, list five things that you are grateful for. What it will begin to do is change your perspective of your day and your life.”
At that time I felt my life was in need of change. I wanted to cultivate an attitude of gratitude, nurture a grateful heart and a spirit of thankfulness. I wanted to bring myself closer to my soul and to God.
I wanted to count God’s blessings in my life and to focus my attention on the positive side of life. I wanted to be mindful and more aware of even little things happening every day. I wanted to live a more authentic life.
Since last Thanksgiving, I have been writing regularly in my journal and have filled several journals. The writing itself is a tool that declutters my mind and brings out the creativity within. My journey to the inside has drawn me closer to my authentic self and God. It has transformed my life in a profound way.
I was baptized in September this year. I am thankful for being a child of God who loves me despite of my shortcomings. I am thankful for being a part of God’s family.
I am becoming a more grateful person. I write more thank-you notes to people. When people have done something nice for me, I want to show my appreciation.
When I say thank you, it not only makes the receiver feel good, it makes me feel good too.
I count my blessings every day as I write in my journal. I am more mindful of what’s happening in my life.
The more grateful I am, the more reasons I have to be grateful. I find more joy in life.
Here is something I would like you to try: Start a gratitude journal.
Every night, before you go to sleep, write down a few things that you are grateful for that day. Start to count your blessings.
Remember, Thanksgiving is not a once-a-year event, but a way of life. Learn to be thankful every day.
As the result of having a thankful heart, you life will be richer and more joyful.
I wish you all a happy and blessed Thanksgiving Day tomorrow and every day of the year.
Sunday, November 7, 2010
An introduction to Chinese language
[Originally published in Woodbury Bulletin on 9/17/2007]
For this school year 2007-2008, our District 833 offers a pilot Mandarin Chinese language program at three elementary schools: Liberty Ridge, Royal Oak and Newport.
Most people here probably have heard the term “Mandarin Chinese,” but don’t really know what it means.
China has eight major dialect groups: Putonghua (Mandarin), Yue (Cantonese), Wu (Shanghainese), Minbei (Fuzhou), Minnan (Taiwanese), Xiang, Gan and Hakka.
Each major dialect sounds so differently that people speaking different dialects often cannot understand each other. In each major dialect, there are countless local variations.
The dialect used in my home town Suzhou sounds very different from the dialect used in Shanghai which is only about one hour away. Even though I don’t speak the Shanghai dialect, at least I can understand it without difficulty, because both dialects belong to same major dialect group called "Wu" dialect.
However, when people speak Cantonese, a dialect spoken in southern China and in many Chinese communities around the world, I can’t understand anything. Cantonese is like a foreign language to me.
The language spoken in Beijing (Peking), the capital of China, is referred to as Putonghua or Mandarin. Putonghua, which means "common language", is the official spoken language of China. It is also one of the four official languages of Singapore.
I learned to speak Mandarin Chinese when I went to college in Beijing. I have used Mandarin Chinese in the last 26 years. However, when I speak, some people can still notice that I have a slight accent from the South.
Even though the pronunciation of Chinese characters in the dialects can be as different from each other as foreign languages, the characters themselves don’t change. So two Chinese who can’t understand each other when they talk, can write to each other without any problem.
There are about 6300 Chinese characters. Among them, about 2500 are commonly used and are mastered by the elementary school kids. These 2500 characters make up 99% of characters used in our every day life. Once you master 2500 commonly used characters, you are considered literate and will be able to read Chinese newspapers and books. As a tourist, you can probably get by in China knowing about a couple of hundred Chinese characters.
One important part of learning Chinese is to learn to write Chinese characters.
Unlike Western languages, Chinese characters are pictographic, meaning that they are simplified pictures of the things they represent and they are independent from their sounds.
Over the last two thousands years Chinese characters have undergone transformations. Some kept this pictographic or ideographic nature while others were gradually modified or simplified so they no longer look like the original objects or ideas.
Most Chinese characters are formed by combining different and recurring components. As new words were needed for things which weren’t easy to draw, existing characters were combined to create new characters. Simpler characters often act as basic building blocks from which more complex characters were formed.
As more and more characters were introduced over the years by combining existing characters, some of them became very complicated. Writing the complicated characters requires many strokes which is very time-consuming. In the middle of the 20th century, the Chinese government created a standardized form of simplified characters to be used in China.
Today, the simplified characters are used in China and Singapore. People no longer learn the old traditional forms of characters. But the traditional forms are still used in Taiwan and in some overseas Chinese communities around the world, among the older generations.
Each Chinese character is made up of a number strokes. Strokes come in various shapes. It can be a straight line, a curve, a bent line, a line with a hook, a dot or a comma.
Traditionally, Chinese was written from top to bottom in columns beginning on the right hand side of the page and working towards the left. The cover of a Chinese book printed in the traditional way is what Westerners consider the back cover.
But along with simplifying the characters, people in China have also changed the way they write and print. Nowadays, Chinese also write from left to right in horizontal lines working from the top to the bottom of a page.
The Chinese characters are pronounced using the phonetic system called “Pinyin,” based on the letters of the alphabet.
About 1.3 billion people (one-fifth of the world population) speak some form of Chinese, making it the language with the most native speakers. Mandarin Chinese is becoming the fastest growing world language taught in schools in this country.
For this school year 2007-2008, our District 833 offers a pilot Mandarin Chinese language program at three elementary schools: Liberty Ridge, Royal Oak and Newport.
Most people here probably have heard the term “Mandarin Chinese,” but don’t really know what it means.
China has eight major dialect groups: Putonghua (Mandarin), Yue (Cantonese), Wu (Shanghainese), Minbei (Fuzhou), Minnan (Taiwanese), Xiang, Gan and Hakka.
Each major dialect sounds so differently that people speaking different dialects often cannot understand each other. In each major dialect, there are countless local variations.
The dialect used in my home town Suzhou sounds very different from the dialect used in Shanghai which is only about one hour away. Even though I don’t speak the Shanghai dialect, at least I can understand it without difficulty, because both dialects belong to same major dialect group called "Wu" dialect.
However, when people speak Cantonese, a dialect spoken in southern China and in many Chinese communities around the world, I can’t understand anything. Cantonese is like a foreign language to me.
The language spoken in Beijing (Peking), the capital of China, is referred to as Putonghua or Mandarin. Putonghua, which means "common language", is the official spoken language of China. It is also one of the four official languages of Singapore.
I learned to speak Mandarin Chinese when I went to college in Beijing. I have used Mandarin Chinese in the last 26 years. However, when I speak, some people can still notice that I have a slight accent from the South.
Even though the pronunciation of Chinese characters in the dialects can be as different from each other as foreign languages, the characters themselves don’t change. So two Chinese who can’t understand each other when they talk, can write to each other without any problem.
There are about 6300 Chinese characters. Among them, about 2500 are commonly used and are mastered by the elementary school kids. These 2500 characters make up 99% of characters used in our every day life. Once you master 2500 commonly used characters, you are considered literate and will be able to read Chinese newspapers and books. As a tourist, you can probably get by in China knowing about a couple of hundred Chinese characters.
One important part of learning Chinese is to learn to write Chinese characters.
Unlike Western languages, Chinese characters are pictographic, meaning that they are simplified pictures of the things they represent and they are independent from their sounds.
Over the last two thousands years Chinese characters have undergone transformations. Some kept this pictographic or ideographic nature while others were gradually modified or simplified so they no longer look like the original objects or ideas.
Most Chinese characters are formed by combining different and recurring components. As new words were needed for things which weren’t easy to draw, existing characters were combined to create new characters. Simpler characters often act as basic building blocks from which more complex characters were formed.
As more and more characters were introduced over the years by combining existing characters, some of them became very complicated. Writing the complicated characters requires many strokes which is very time-consuming. In the middle of the 20th century, the Chinese government created a standardized form of simplified characters to be used in China.
Today, the simplified characters are used in China and Singapore. People no longer learn the old traditional forms of characters. But the traditional forms are still used in Taiwan and in some overseas Chinese communities around the world, among the older generations.
Each Chinese character is made up of a number strokes. Strokes come in various shapes. It can be a straight line, a curve, a bent line, a line with a hook, a dot or a comma.
Traditionally, Chinese was written from top to bottom in columns beginning on the right hand side of the page and working towards the left. The cover of a Chinese book printed in the traditional way is what Westerners consider the back cover.
But along with simplifying the characters, people in China have also changed the way they write and print. Nowadays, Chinese also write from left to right in horizontal lines working from the top to the bottom of a page.
The Chinese characters are pronounced using the phonetic system called “Pinyin,” based on the letters of the alphabet.
About 1.3 billion people (one-fifth of the world population) speak some form of Chinese, making it the language with the most native speakers. Mandarin Chinese is becoming the fastest growing world language taught in schools in this country.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Wanted: a longer school year
[Originally published in Woodbury Bulletin on 9/5/2007]
I was glad my kids were finally back to school again yesterday. After three months of long summer break with VBS, RKK, vacation, and staying with friends, life is back to normal again with structure and routine. This was the day I had been looking forward to.
My kids were happy to go back to school themselves. There were excited to find out who their new teachers and classmates are.
I wish the school year could be longer and the summer break could be shorter.
The tradition of short school years dates all the way back to the 18th century, when America was a labor-intensive farming nation. The young people were needed at home to work and help out. That is no longer true.
I think the school years or school days should be expanded.
On average, U.S. students go to school 6.5 hours a day, 180 days a year. Other countries' school years are much longer: China's lasts 251 days, Japan's is 243 days, and German’s is 240 days.
Minnesota has no statewide mandatory number of school days. Each district sets its own calendar with a general average of 170 to 175 days. Minnesota students spend on average 172 days in the classroom, below the national average.
There are many benefits of having longer school years or days.
Students will have more structured learning time which will improve their academic performance.
Findings from international achievement surveys show that American students achieve poorly compared to those in other economically advanced countries.
Today’s competitive world economy requires that students in the United States receive education and training that is at least as rigorous as those received by their counterparts in other countries.
I think our students' lack of formal schooling contributes to the unfavorable results. Extending school years or days is one way to increase learning and improve academic achievement.
Now state and federal governments have more rigorous academic standards. In order to master tougher materials and meet higher standards, students need more structured learning time in school.
Increased learning time will enable students to participate in quality academic programs such as learning a world language. The earlier the students start learning a foreign language, the better it is.
Extending school years and days not only allows more learning time in classrooms, enables schools to offer an array of enrichment activities, it also gives teachers more time for planning and professional development.
Over the summer months, many students not only fail to advance academically, but they forget much of what they had learned during the previous school year. Shorter summer break will help them retain more of what they had learned.
Minnesota has the highest rate of women in the workforce in the nation. Extended school years and days will put less pressure on working parents. It will relieve them from the burdens of having to find alternative day care and activity options for their children while they go to work.
Parents will have fewer worries because they know their children are involved in constructive learning.
Currently, there are many children who are left on their own after school without adult supervision, because their parents are still at work.
I know there will be many objections to extending the school years or school days, from businesses that profit greatly from no school days to policymakers who are already burdened with funding constraints, from teachers who enjoy the long summer breaks to parents who think their children are already being too busy with activities.
But it's time to leave the tradition behind that no longer serves its purpose. We need to look forward and do what’s good for our children, our families and our country.
Let’s bring the District’s school year up to 21st-century standards before we demand our students to meet higher academic standards.
I was glad my kids were finally back to school again yesterday. After three months of long summer break with VBS, RKK, vacation, and staying with friends, life is back to normal again with structure and routine. This was the day I had been looking forward to.
My kids were happy to go back to school themselves. There were excited to find out who their new teachers and classmates are.
I wish the school year could be longer and the summer break could be shorter.
The tradition of short school years dates all the way back to the 18th century, when America was a labor-intensive farming nation. The young people were needed at home to work and help out. That is no longer true.
I think the school years or school days should be expanded.
On average, U.S. students go to school 6.5 hours a day, 180 days a year. Other countries' school years are much longer: China's lasts 251 days, Japan's is 243 days, and German’s is 240 days.
Minnesota has no statewide mandatory number of school days. Each district sets its own calendar with a general average of 170 to 175 days. Minnesota students spend on average 172 days in the classroom, below the national average.
There are many benefits of having longer school years or days.
Students will have more structured learning time which will improve their academic performance.
Findings from international achievement surveys show that American students achieve poorly compared to those in other economically advanced countries.
Today’s competitive world economy requires that students in the United States receive education and training that is at least as rigorous as those received by their counterparts in other countries.
I think our students' lack of formal schooling contributes to the unfavorable results. Extending school years or days is one way to increase learning and improve academic achievement.
Now state and federal governments have more rigorous academic standards. In order to master tougher materials and meet higher standards, students need more structured learning time in school.
Increased learning time will enable students to participate in quality academic programs such as learning a world language. The earlier the students start learning a foreign language, the better it is.
Extending school years and days not only allows more learning time in classrooms, enables schools to offer an array of enrichment activities, it also gives teachers more time for planning and professional development.
Over the summer months, many students not only fail to advance academically, but they forget much of what they had learned during the previous school year. Shorter summer break will help them retain more of what they had learned.
Minnesota has the highest rate of women in the workforce in the nation. Extended school years and days will put less pressure on working parents. It will relieve them from the burdens of having to find alternative day care and activity options for their children while they go to work.
Parents will have fewer worries because they know their children are involved in constructive learning.
Currently, there are many children who are left on their own after school without adult supervision, because their parents are still at work.
I know there will be many objections to extending the school years or school days, from businesses that profit greatly from no school days to policymakers who are already burdened with funding constraints, from teachers who enjoy the long summer breaks to parents who think their children are already being too busy with activities.
But it's time to leave the tradition behind that no longer serves its purpose. We need to look forward and do what’s good for our children, our families and our country.
Let’s bring the District’s school year up to 21st-century standards before we demand our students to meet higher academic standards.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
It would be nice to declutter my life
[Originally published in Woodbury Bulletin on 6/26/2007]
When I came to the United States in 1991, I had a couple of suitcases of stuff.
Sixteen years later - after two kids, six job changes, four moves in three states, and especially after moving into the current new house in Woodbury six years ago - the stuff in possession is more than a couple of truck loads now.
I don’t say it with any pride, but with a lot of concern.
Even though I don’t do much shopping, stuff in my house keeps growing and accumulating. I am a detail oriented and organized person. However, there are still countless times when I feel overwhelmed because I can’t find things I am looking for. Things disappear and get lost somewhere in the cluttered house.
As I spent more time organizing things and looking for things, as I feel more overwhelmed than ever by the stuff overflowing everywhere in the house, my concern starts to grow as well.
I realized that a peaceful mind can’t thrive in a cluttered environment. I really need to simplify and declutter my life in order to have less stress and more peace. I need to choose an intentional living and live my life on purpose.
What would a simplified and clutter-free life look like?
As I spend less time on things not so important, I would have more time to do the things I really want to do.
As I have less stuff to organize and keep, I would be able to find things more easily and without much effort and digging.
As my house is kept organized and tidy all the time, I would be able to invite people to my house without being embarrassed and feeling the burden of having to spend a lot of time on cleaning up.
As less things get accumulated which causes less physical and emotional stress, I would feel more relaxed and enjoy life better.
As the energy flows freely through me and the environment around me, I would feel more connected to the Spirit and be more creative and inspired (in-spirit).
As physical and emotional decluttering frees my mind of negative thoughts and feelings, I would be more mindful and be able to live more in the present.
This is the kind of life I would like to have. This is something I need to get started and work on.
There is both good and bad news for me to achieve this goal.
The good news is I know the difference between needs and wants. I don’t have any desire to keep up with the Joneses.
I don’t have the instant gratification mentality. And best of all, as my age increases, my desire for buying things decreases. Lately I don’t do much shopping.
But the bad news is I am a packrat. Even though I wasn’t born or grew up during the Great Depression in the 1930s, I experienced living conditions far worse than the Great Depression.
I was born in the 1960s and grew up during the Chinese Cultural Revolution.
The Depression-era mentality I have developed results in clutter accumulation, because I feel I need to keep everything.
I feel guilty to throw away or waste anything. So my house is packed with items I don’t need or use but can’t bear to part with.
Recognizing and acknowledging a problem is the first step towards solving the problem. It’s a big step to realize and admit that I have a clutter problem and that needs to be dealt with sooner or later.
By decluttering my physical environment, I will have less stress.
By decluttering my mind, I will have more peace. The end results I desire and have in mind will hopefully give me some motivation to get started.
In a future column, I will talk about Feng Shui, an ancient Chinese art of placement and how it can help decluttering our lives.
When I came to the United States in 1991, I had a couple of suitcases of stuff.
Sixteen years later - after two kids, six job changes, four moves in three states, and especially after moving into the current new house in Woodbury six years ago - the stuff in possession is more than a couple of truck loads now.
I don’t say it with any pride, but with a lot of concern.
Even though I don’t do much shopping, stuff in my house keeps growing and accumulating. I am a detail oriented and organized person. However, there are still countless times when I feel overwhelmed because I can’t find things I am looking for. Things disappear and get lost somewhere in the cluttered house.
As I spent more time organizing things and looking for things, as I feel more overwhelmed than ever by the stuff overflowing everywhere in the house, my concern starts to grow as well.
I realized that a peaceful mind can’t thrive in a cluttered environment. I really need to simplify and declutter my life in order to have less stress and more peace. I need to choose an intentional living and live my life on purpose.
What would a simplified and clutter-free life look like?
As I spend less time on things not so important, I would have more time to do the things I really want to do.
As I have less stuff to organize and keep, I would be able to find things more easily and without much effort and digging.
As my house is kept organized and tidy all the time, I would be able to invite people to my house without being embarrassed and feeling the burden of having to spend a lot of time on cleaning up.
As less things get accumulated which causes less physical and emotional stress, I would feel more relaxed and enjoy life better.
As the energy flows freely through me and the environment around me, I would feel more connected to the Spirit and be more creative and inspired (in-spirit).
As physical and emotional decluttering frees my mind of negative thoughts and feelings, I would be more mindful and be able to live more in the present.
This is the kind of life I would like to have. This is something I need to get started and work on.
There is both good and bad news for me to achieve this goal.
The good news is I know the difference between needs and wants. I don’t have any desire to keep up with the Joneses.
I don’t have the instant gratification mentality. And best of all, as my age increases, my desire for buying things decreases. Lately I don’t do much shopping.
But the bad news is I am a packrat. Even though I wasn’t born or grew up during the Great Depression in the 1930s, I experienced living conditions far worse than the Great Depression.
I was born in the 1960s and grew up during the Chinese Cultural Revolution.
The Depression-era mentality I have developed results in clutter accumulation, because I feel I need to keep everything.
I feel guilty to throw away or waste anything. So my house is packed with items I don’t need or use but can’t bear to part with.
Recognizing and acknowledging a problem is the first step towards solving the problem. It’s a big step to realize and admit that I have a clutter problem and that needs to be dealt with sooner or later.
By decluttering my physical environment, I will have less stress.
By decluttering my mind, I will have more peace. The end results I desire and have in mind will hopefully give me some motivation to get started.
In a future column, I will talk about Feng Shui, an ancient Chinese art of placement and how it can help decluttering our lives.
Friday, May 21, 2010
Lessons, garden style
[Originally published in Woodbury Bulletin on 8/29/2007]
My last column was about the joy of gardening. In this column, I want to talk about some lessons I have learned from my gardening.
You reap what you sow
This Biblical truth is common sense, but is worth a reminder. The harvest that I reap depends on the kind of seeds I sow. If I sow tomato seeds, I will not reap potatoes.
What I do comes back to me. Whatever I give out to others, others will eventually give back to me. Everything that happens to me is a result of my own actions.
If I treat others with love and respect, others will treat me with love and respect. I reap what I sow in my garden. I also reap what I sow in my life.
There is a time and season for everything
I planted some seeds of a certain vegetable in spring. They grew pretty fast and were ready for consumption within a month.
After they were all gone, I wanted to plant some more. So I planted the same kind of seeds in summer, but nothing came out. I don’t know why the same kind of seeds didn’t germinate at all.
I realized that there is a time and season for planting and harvesting. I have to do it at the right time. If I miss the desired time for planting and harvesting, it wouldn’t be good.
Everything in life has its time and season. If we don’t teach kids certain things when they are little, we can miss the window of opportunities and will not be able to do it when they are older.
More is not necessary better
In May, I planted some Chinese vegetable seeds. Out of my inexperience and greed, I planted more seeds than I should. I wanted more. So I thought the more seeds I planted, the more vegetables I could harvest.
The result was I did get more plants, but they didn’t grow well. Because the plants were too crowded together, they didn’t get enough space and sun to grow bigger and stronger. Instead of growing the roots deep down into the soil, the plants grew skinny and tall to compete for space and sun.
A few seeds landed in bigger space. They grew to be much bigger and better, because they have more space to grow.
More is not necessary better. This truth applies in real life too.
Weeds grow faster than the desired plants
I have to pull weeds in my garden constantly. They grow surprisingly faster than my vegetables. It’s easier to get what I don’t desire than what I do desire.
Good things in life happen slowly and are built slowly over time, while bad things happen quickly without much effort.
We all know it’s so much easy to gain a few pounds than to lose a few pounds. It’s so much easier to start a bad habit than to start a good habit.
I need to watch out for the weeds in my life and snap them before they can grow bigger. I need to work hard on getting the desired plants.
Constant maintenance and care is needed
Any desired plants and garden need constant care. I can’t plant some seeds and forget about them and then expect to reap a good harvest.
Planting seeds is just one of the first steps in gardening. There are a lot more things to do. I have to water and weed regularly to ensure their healthy growth.
The same thing happens in life. I can’t get married and expect the marriage will work out fine without constant work. I can’t give birth to a child and expect him to grow up by himself without raising him properly.
An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure
I need to pull weeds constantly, and do so when they are small so they don’t takeover my vegetable plants or take away the nutrients my plants need. I think mulching is a good idea. A few hours spent mulching is better than many hours weeding.
No work, no reward
My reward comes form my hard work. Without my initial planting of the seeds, watering and weeding them on a regular basis, I wouldn’t be able to enjoy the result. I can’t expect reward without putting in any efforts.
No work, no reward. This same principle applies to work life as well as our personal relationships in life.
Life doesn’t always give instantaneous rewards
Gardening takes time and efforts. There is not instant rewards and gratification. Many times, out efforts are not paid off until some time in the future.
Letting go of control
A plant needs soil, water and sun to grow and grow well. I can provide soil and water, but I can’t make the sun shine.
In real life, there are certain things I can control, but there are a lot more things that are out of my control. I need to learn to let go.
Life is a miracle
It’s simply a miracle to watch a plant grow out of a tiny seed. There is nothing more miraculous than watch how living things grow.
First there is the seed, and then a tiny seedling comes out. It grows bigger and bigger in front of my eyes.
Unlike building a house, where I can see how it is build, one brick at a time, I can’t see how the seed grows, but I know it’s growing.
Just as I know for sure, there is an architect and a builder behind the house, I know for sure, there is a Creator behind all living things, even if I can’t see it.
When I realize how miraculous life is, I also realize there must be a Creator in the Universe.
My last column was about the joy of gardening. In this column, I want to talk about some lessons I have learned from my gardening.
You reap what you sow
This Biblical truth is common sense, but is worth a reminder. The harvest that I reap depends on the kind of seeds I sow. If I sow tomato seeds, I will not reap potatoes.
What I do comes back to me. Whatever I give out to others, others will eventually give back to me. Everything that happens to me is a result of my own actions.
If I treat others with love and respect, others will treat me with love and respect. I reap what I sow in my garden. I also reap what I sow in my life.
There is a time and season for everything
I planted some seeds of a certain vegetable in spring. They grew pretty fast and were ready for consumption within a month.
After they were all gone, I wanted to plant some more. So I planted the same kind of seeds in summer, but nothing came out. I don’t know why the same kind of seeds didn’t germinate at all.
I realized that there is a time and season for planting and harvesting. I have to do it at the right time. If I miss the desired time for planting and harvesting, it wouldn’t be good.
Everything in life has its time and season. If we don’t teach kids certain things when they are little, we can miss the window of opportunities and will not be able to do it when they are older.
More is not necessary better
In May, I planted some Chinese vegetable seeds. Out of my inexperience and greed, I planted more seeds than I should. I wanted more. So I thought the more seeds I planted, the more vegetables I could harvest.
The result was I did get more plants, but they didn’t grow well. Because the plants were too crowded together, they didn’t get enough space and sun to grow bigger and stronger. Instead of growing the roots deep down into the soil, the plants grew skinny and tall to compete for space and sun.
A few seeds landed in bigger space. They grew to be much bigger and better, because they have more space to grow.
More is not necessary better. This truth applies in real life too.
Weeds grow faster than the desired plants
I have to pull weeds in my garden constantly. They grow surprisingly faster than my vegetables. It’s easier to get what I don’t desire than what I do desire.
Good things in life happen slowly and are built slowly over time, while bad things happen quickly without much effort.
We all know it’s so much easy to gain a few pounds than to lose a few pounds. It’s so much easier to start a bad habit than to start a good habit.
I need to watch out for the weeds in my life and snap them before they can grow bigger. I need to work hard on getting the desired plants.
Constant maintenance and care is needed
Any desired plants and garden need constant care. I can’t plant some seeds and forget about them and then expect to reap a good harvest.
Planting seeds is just one of the first steps in gardening. There are a lot more things to do. I have to water and weed regularly to ensure their healthy growth.
The same thing happens in life. I can’t get married and expect the marriage will work out fine without constant work. I can’t give birth to a child and expect him to grow up by himself without raising him properly.
An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure
I need to pull weeds constantly, and do so when they are small so they don’t takeover my vegetable plants or take away the nutrients my plants need. I think mulching is a good idea. A few hours spent mulching is better than many hours weeding.
No work, no reward
My reward comes form my hard work. Without my initial planting of the seeds, watering and weeding them on a regular basis, I wouldn’t be able to enjoy the result. I can’t expect reward without putting in any efforts.
No work, no reward. This same principle applies to work life as well as our personal relationships in life.
Life doesn’t always give instantaneous rewards
Gardening takes time and efforts. There is not instant rewards and gratification. Many times, out efforts are not paid off until some time in the future.
Letting go of control
A plant needs soil, water and sun to grow and grow well. I can provide soil and water, but I can’t make the sun shine.
In real life, there are certain things I can control, but there are a lot more things that are out of my control. I need to learn to let go.
Life is a miracle
It’s simply a miracle to watch a plant grow out of a tiny seed. There is nothing more miraculous than watch how living things grow.
First there is the seed, and then a tiny seedling comes out. It grows bigger and bigger in front of my eyes.
Unlike building a house, where I can see how it is build, one brick at a time, I can’t see how the seed grows, but I know it’s growing.
Just as I know for sure, there is an architect and a builder behind the house, I know for sure, there is a Creator behind all living things, even if I can’t see it.
When I realize how miraculous life is, I also realize there must be a Creator in the Universe.
The joy of gardening
[Originally published in Woodbury Bulletin on 8/22/2007]
I like plants and enjoy planting and gardening. A few people told me that I have a green thumb.
I think it’s more a compliment than the truth. I really don’t have the knowledge and skills of a master gardener. Nevertheless, I find great joy in gardening.
I grew up in the city where there were a lot more people than green space and trees.
We didn’t have enough living space, let alone any space for plants and gardening. Nature wasn’t a part of my growing up. I didn’t have any experience with planting and gardening
I think my love for plants in recent years comes from my Father. Dad likes plants. He has a few flower plants in the small apartment where my parents live now in China. As my Dad gets older and has more time, he enjoys looking after his plants more.
When we bought our first house in Woodbury seven years ago, we created a vegetable garden in the back yard. I had two purposes in mind: to grow our own vegetables in the summer and to give my parents something fun to do.
For the next few summers, my parents took care of the garden. They spent a lot of their time in the garden. Every morning the first thing they did was to check the garden. It kept them busy with watering, weeding or harvesting.
Gardening was one of the few things they really enjoyed about living here in the United States. It was a rare opportunity for them to grow vegetables. They don’t have a garden at home.
I don’t think people in the cities in China can possibly have a vegetable garden. Most live in high rise apartment buildings. Keeping a few indoor plants is the best they can do.
My parents went back home last fall. This year I am the one who has to do all the gardening work. I really enjoy it. I find gardening is very good for my body, mind and soul.
Gardening is a low-impact form of exercise. When I get tired from sitting, gardening provides me an opportunity to get up, go outside and do something productive.
The best thing about gardening is I can eat organic and healthy home grown foods while not spending much money. It really saves my grocery bills.
We all know fresh food provide the best nutrition. The closer we eat to the source where food is actually grown, the healthier is the food for our body.
Often right before dinner, I go out to the garden and pick some vegetables. I wash and prepare them within half an hour. Then they are ready for the dinner table. I love to eat my own organic vegetables picked freshly out of the garden.
There is just something very sweet when I can harvest and consume the products I have grown myself, and enjoy the fruits of my own labor.
The vegetables from my own garden may not look or even taste better than those I buy from the grocery store or farmer’s market, but there is a special feeling or a sense of accomplishment when I eat vegetable from my own garden.
I feel good because growing my own vegetables is good for my health, my pocket and the environment.
Gardening provides a creative outlet and a personal link to nature. It helps me feel attached to the earth and reminds me that I am part of nature.
As a gardener, I am also a creator. I prepare the soil, plant the seeds, then I water and weed, watch and wait, nurturing that new life into maturity.
When I am in the garden, worries and concerns seem to fade away. I am living in the present, marveling at the beauty nature brings and the miracle of life.
It brings joy that comes from hard work. It brings peace and slows me down in my busy life. It helps to reduce stress and increase relaxation.
In the last three months, as I spend more time in the garden plowing, planting, weeding and harvesting, I have even learned a few lessons.
In my next column, I will talk about some lessons I learned from my gardening.
I like plants and enjoy planting and gardening. A few people told me that I have a green thumb.
I think it’s more a compliment than the truth. I really don’t have the knowledge and skills of a master gardener. Nevertheless, I find great joy in gardening.
I grew up in the city where there were a lot more people than green space and trees.
We didn’t have enough living space, let alone any space for plants and gardening. Nature wasn’t a part of my growing up. I didn’t have any experience with planting and gardening
I think my love for plants in recent years comes from my Father. Dad likes plants. He has a few flower plants in the small apartment where my parents live now in China. As my Dad gets older and has more time, he enjoys looking after his plants more.
When we bought our first house in Woodbury seven years ago, we created a vegetable garden in the back yard. I had two purposes in mind: to grow our own vegetables in the summer and to give my parents something fun to do.
For the next few summers, my parents took care of the garden. They spent a lot of their time in the garden. Every morning the first thing they did was to check the garden. It kept them busy with watering, weeding or harvesting.
Gardening was one of the few things they really enjoyed about living here in the United States. It was a rare opportunity for them to grow vegetables. They don’t have a garden at home.
I don’t think people in the cities in China can possibly have a vegetable garden. Most live in high rise apartment buildings. Keeping a few indoor plants is the best they can do.
My parents went back home last fall. This year I am the one who has to do all the gardening work. I really enjoy it. I find gardening is very good for my body, mind and soul.
Gardening is a low-impact form of exercise. When I get tired from sitting, gardening provides me an opportunity to get up, go outside and do something productive.
The best thing about gardening is I can eat organic and healthy home grown foods while not spending much money. It really saves my grocery bills.
We all know fresh food provide the best nutrition. The closer we eat to the source where food is actually grown, the healthier is the food for our body.
Often right before dinner, I go out to the garden and pick some vegetables. I wash and prepare them within half an hour. Then they are ready for the dinner table. I love to eat my own organic vegetables picked freshly out of the garden.
There is just something very sweet when I can harvest and consume the products I have grown myself, and enjoy the fruits of my own labor.
The vegetables from my own garden may not look or even taste better than those I buy from the grocery store or farmer’s market, but there is a special feeling or a sense of accomplishment when I eat vegetable from my own garden.
I feel good because growing my own vegetables is good for my health, my pocket and the environment.
Gardening provides a creative outlet and a personal link to nature. It helps me feel attached to the earth and reminds me that I am part of nature.
As a gardener, I am also a creator. I prepare the soil, plant the seeds, then I water and weed, watch and wait, nurturing that new life into maturity.
When I am in the garden, worries and concerns seem to fade away. I am living in the present, marveling at the beauty nature brings and the miracle of life.
It brings joy that comes from hard work. It brings peace and slows me down in my busy life. It helps to reduce stress and increase relaxation.
In the last three months, as I spend more time in the garden plowing, planting, weeding and harvesting, I have even learned a few lessons.
In my next column, I will talk about some lessons I learned from my gardening.
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