During a recent trip to Hawaii with my family, I found serenity while snorkeling above two sea turtles. I found soul nourishment when I stood in the middle of a bamboo forest and the wind and bamboo stalks spoke to me. I found joy while jumping waves in the Pacific. You know what I didn’t … More Support the activists in Hawaii who care about the land and its people
I love everything about the term “woke.” It feels more accessible than the concept of awakening that’s found in Buddhism. The term also has a connotation of social awareness, as evidenced by woke baby and tod, spotted at Women’s Marches last month. The problem with a term being super accessible is it’s easily watered down … More The work that goes into staying woke
I’m cheering for Moonlight to take home the Oscar for Best Picture this year. I know, my cheering means nothing to the Academy. And yet, I carry on. Because I’m an American. And like an American sport fan, I like to think that my support means something; at the very least, I feel a camaraderie with … More We all win if the Oscar for Best Picture is given to Moonlight
I’m embarrassed to admit that until this year, I didn’t know who Grace Lee Boggs or Yuri Kochiyama were. Excuses are like assholes, everybody’s got ‘em, so I’ll spare you the I’m adopted and grew up in white suburbia story. I came across Grace and Yuri’s names because I’ve been schooling myself on all things … More Asian American Feminisms
My feminism is constantly evolving. How can it not, when the world keeps changing? Each day, I make choices that support or undermine my identity as a cis, hetero, Asian woman who values human rights for all people. My feminism urges me to notice when someone says, “Women of color,” followed by synonym clarification, “Black … More Feminist AF in the Trump Regime
Apparently I wrote this when I was eight: I AM NOTHING. Of course the title of the piece is Broken Heart; eight years old and the world already convinced me that I didn’t matter.