Currently listening to: Over My Head – The Fray
I never knewI never knew that everything was fallin’ throughThat everyone I knew was waiting on a cueTo turn and run when all I needed was the truthBut that’s how it’s gotta beIt’s comin’ down to nothin’ more than apathyI’d rather run the other way than stay and seeThe smoke and who’s still standing when it clears
Do you need a break? From what?
- demanding job(s) that suck the life out of me
- constant battle with anemia and low energy
- social pressures and expectations
- endless cycle of negative news
- overwhelming people
- exhausting pursuit of perfection
Meditation has been ingrained in Korean culture for centuries. While I’m not Buddhist, it’s a practice deeply woven into our traditions, and in many ways, I’ve embraced its presence in my life. During my time in Korea, I stayed at a temple with monks for days, waking up at 4 AM for chanting, performing 백팔배 (108 bows)—a physically and mentally demanding act of devotion, almost like a slow, deliberate burpee that requires patience, humility, and focus. I walked for miles in silence, letting my mind settle as I searched for clarity, for peace, for some form of awakening.
Yet, meditation wasn’t always my path. As a child, growing up in a strict Christian household, I prayed—a lot. I would whisper to God about everything, from delusional, unrealistic dreams—“Dear God, please make me a superhero”—to desperate pleas—“Dear God, please make the kids stop teasing me…or at least make them sick so they won’t come to school.” I don’t think God liked those prayers because they were obviously never answered.
Recently, my friend Five Star invited me to a meditation and healing event. At first, I shrugged it off, but then I thought, Why not? I’ve always been open to learning and experiencing different practices, and since a few of my friends were attending, it felt like the right moment to give it a try.
This meditation was unlike anything I had done before. It involved colors and energy work, concepts I wasn’t entirely sold on. I was skeptical but kept an open mind—everyone has their own way of finding peace. For me, meditation has always been about feeling weightless, letting go, and embracing silence. I didn’t see colors or auras, but I felt something. A lightness. A release. And when it was over, I realized I had more energy than I’d had in weeks.
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