It’s a sunny Saturday and the day is unfurling beautifully as it should.
First, because I meet my LTF (Long-Time Friend) Issa at Rai-Rai Ken and am eating Japanese for three days in a row now. I just looove Japanese food and more so because the doctor has ordered that penne carbonara is bad for my health. I must have been a geisha in my former life and it really is one of my life’s wish to visit the atrociously expensive Land of The Rising Sun.
Anyway, Ish (who’s a diplomat) gave me a pen, a bracelet and a feminine pair of slip-ons from her recent overseas trip and it just made my day. It helped that we have the same shoe size (9!) and am reminded of those cutesy pairs that Carrie wears in Sex and the City. She told me that she couldn’t think of any person she can give the color pink to, and that means am as kikay as I can get in her eyes. Thank you, friend!
Which leads me to ask…is gift-giving dead? That seems to be. We’re so pressured with the demands of modern life that we don’t have the time anymore to take out a thoughtful token or two. We don’t even receive love letters and Hallmark cards, only syndicated e-cards which self-destruct in 30 days. Men always had it easy: they play it safe with chocolates and flowers whereas women have to agonize over every color, scent and detail.
I felt a sense of deja vu when Issa lent me The I Ching book I gave her nine years ago.My dedication read: May the words in this book ring true as you reach for the stars. I have every faith in you. How propitious! She does treasure the book and consults it when she needs to shape her attitude or make important decisions. I am perusing The I Ching too. Who knows it will give me the enlightenment I need.
Thought for the day: Sometimes following the good requires that we forego a pleasure of the ego. When some part of your self-image would separate you from truth, let it fall away. (p. 38)