Boston from the Arnold Arboretum

Boston from the Arnold Arboretum

What a gorgeous view. Four plus years of living in Boston and I finally made it to the Arnold Arboretum of Harvard University by Forest Hills T stop at the end of the Orange Line. This park is beautiful, especially this time of the year.

It is very easy to get lost in the Arboretum and spend a few hours wandering through the park. This photo was taken from Peters Hill. I highly recommend making your way there if you haven’t yet. Anywhere in the park is the perfect place for a long chat with a friend, read a book or write.

Let the nature stimulate your creative juices!

My time in Boston is finally coming to an end

My time in Boston is finally coming to an end

Boston, you are beautiful. I finally made it to the Top of the Hub last Friday for the first time since coming to Boston four plus years ago. I couldn’t have asked for better friends to go with – two friends from the Netherlands on their first time in Boston and the US- as well as a good friend from college. We spent the day reminiscing on our experience doing Emerson College’s Kasteel Well Program, where we literally lived in a 18th Century Castle for 3 months.

Never in a million years would I ever have imagined hanging out with them in Boston, it’s a dream come true. It reminds me of the different stages of our lives, and how mine in Boston is coming to an end. In a few weeks, I’ll be leaving Boston and even though I’ll be visiting again this year, it will not be the same.

I don’t know where I’m going to be 6 months from now, but all I know is my life will only get more and more exciting. New adventures, new experiences, new challenges. Bring it on!

A really hot video about Trust

Trust is your relationship to the unknown but you can’t control it. You can’t control everything. And it’s not all or none. It’s a slow and steady practice of learning about the capacity of the world. And it’s worth it. To keep trying.

As we’ve learnt throughout the years, trust takes years to build but minutes to break. It’s one of those emotions between two people that are the most sincere and genuine if it exists. This video pretty much says it all. The simplicity of the acrobatic performance, and the words that we hear accompanying the act. It’s so beautiful- in every single way possible.

Please watch it, I promise you won’t regret it.

I’ve always been able to trust easily, sometimes I wonder whether I need to be more cautious- as many of my friends and family have sometimes expressed. There are certainly levels of trust depending on who I interact with, but I do believe in being able to trust in every one- at least their good side.

Life is too difficult to go through alone, and if we’re constantly cautious of who we can or cannot trust, then you’re only adding another road blocker as you live life in which every moment in precious.

“I almost imagine trust as these invisible hands that we stretch out into the world, looking for someone to hold on to as we walk into the unknown future.” 

So let’s trust all of our personal invisible hands to reach out with love, and walk this road into the unknown together.

Snippets of my life in Los Angeles

No, I don’t currently live in LA. I’m surely hoping that will change in the next two months because I really, really do adore it there. To be fair, Im terrified of driving so perhaps LA is not the best place for me but despite that, I still crave to live there- at least for this moment of my life.

Last week, I took my 4th vacation in the past year to LA to visit the people important to me… and of course, to escape this terrible long lasting polar vortex here in the East Coast. (I’m a weakling, every day, even if it’s in the 50s, I feel like there’s a polar vortex.) As usual, I had a blast. I had adventures that were out of this world and I also had very peaceful moments to myself in which I gave thanks to God. Running on the beach in Santa Monica was one of the many moments- although I forgot how painful my calves would feel in the following days- especially with Vibrams.)

I could tell you everything I did, but then you’d stop reading- so I’m just going to let these photos speak for itself. (Photos taken from my iPhone 5)

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So, what do you think?

I’m feeling a little heartbroken writing this post knowing that I’m not there…

But you know what?

I’m going to get there. I promise you. Whatever it takes.

How your attitude makes all the difference

“There’s 14 billion people in the world; how amazing would it be to get to know all of them, and to empathize with them so deeply that you could see the entire world the way they all see the world? Instead of our one subjective view of how we see reality, I could have 14 billion subjective views, and through that triangulation, really have almost a true objective view of reality.”

A few years ago when I came to the United States for school and being exposed to the culture and lifestyle of friends, who grew up here, I remember being mind blown at the amount of people that started part-time jobs when they were in high school. Majority of them worked retail or restaurants, whether it is to save up money for college or simply for their own petty cash, it was admirable that they were starting to earn money at that age.

Growing up in Hong Kong, let alone an international school, I was privileged to not have to work. In fact, I don’t know any of my friends from high school who would’ve even thought about doing a part time job. Anyway I began to want to follow suit, so I applied for an usher position at my college’s theaters. To my surprise, I was hired and I have been working for that job since. But that’s not what I wanted to talk about.

During my senior year of college, I began interning for a hostel in Boston as a campus outreach and marketing coordinator. It was a fantastic internship; I had a ton of freedom to create the events I wanted to create as long as they were able to bring the community into the hostel. As I graduated college, I enjoyed the hostel environment so much that I wanted to work there as a career. At the moment, the only paid position I could do was a front desk job so I began working there in July and it’s been a huge blessing.

I was very excited and very cheerful for the first few weeks of my job, I was able to please majority of the guests I encountered but soon enough, I started getting bored with doing the same thing and saying the same speech day in and day out. It got to the point where I found myself standing at the desk with a dull unapproachable expression when guests entered to check in.  Around the same time, I also started noticing a number of rude and hard-to-manage guests.

That was when I realized that not every day is going to be unicorns and rainbows, not every guest is going to walk in with a smile on their face to greet you. Some of these guests have traveled for days, weeks, and months. They have probably encountered difficulties along the way that led them to be unfriendly at that certain point in time. That’s when every shift began to change for me.

I knew as the face of the hostel when the guests first come in the check in – let alone probably the first interaction they have in Boston, it was my job and my duty to be hospitable and assist them in (almost) whatever capacity.  Every shift then becomes an attitude of how I can make the guests feel welcome as oppose to how I feel that day.

If I’m having a bad day, it doesn’t mean that I’m becoming less raw and faking my cheerfulness, but it’s an inner understanding that life is more than just our own problems and emotions. It’s about other people. It’s about the connection we build. So if I’m having a bad day, sure – perhaps I won’t be super talkative and asking questions about guests’ previous travel experiences – but I’ll still smile knowing that a simple gesture can mean the world to someone who has sat on a 10 hour bus ride next to an unpleasant stranger.

Funny thing is, when I commit to working with a good attitude despite my devil emotions, throughout my shifts, I find myself genuinely happier and forgetting about why I was having a bad day to start off with.

What attitude do you carry around every day? How does that affect you and the people around you?