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I am already nostalgic for the days I'm living in.
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Replete with rambles.
One of the hardest things I have ever experienced as a Christian is reconciling what it is I want to do, with what it is I know I should do. Read more
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Flown, Not Grown
As a native born Hawaiian who is 7 years into my pilgrimage to the continental United States, my ethnic background is often reduced to stereotypical and characterized Hawaiiana. Read more
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Not that resolute.
This New Year was not that resolute. It was something softer than that. Cozy even. Daniel and I spent the last hours of 2023 with dear friends listening to early 2000’s hip hop, playing board games, and praying we didn’t collectively fall asleep during Mario Party. It was a mish mash of good people doing… Read more
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No one told me I was average.
No one told me I was average. Not once. I grew up under the shadow of Great Potential. (The less obvious, more pathetic follow up to Great Expectations) I was 4 years old when I tested into private boarding school. “One of 10 out of 10,000” my mom used to say. I was speaking in… Read more
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Pre-Nostalgia
I am already nostalgic for the days I am living in. Pre-nostalgic, if you will. There has been good in every season of my life, but none so solid, so quiet and calm, so deeply abiding as the good of now. Sometimes, I weep prematurely for the days when things will change. I indulge in… Read more
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34 isn’t midlife is it? So why am I in crisis?
Let me start by saying that I feel young. Which I know is totally something old people say, but truly I do. My spirit feels youthful, in the way that I can still be idealistic. I am compelled by deep, burning passion and the urge to “change the world.” I am young enough that I… Read more
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