Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Black Sesame Works Magic!

When I grew up, my aunt always made me black sesame powder paste. She said black sesame is very healthy and beneficial for the human body. I am really grateful and am intrigued by how knowledge my aunt was on health and all the little dishes and Chinese herbal recipes she used to make me eat and drink. I would bravely say that black sesame powder is one of the ones that didn't actually taste bitter nor had a nasty odor to it. 

The prepackaged ones you cane find at asian supermarkets are usually sweet and you just have to add hot water to one package. However, if you don't like prepackaged ones, you could always buy a big bag of black sesame seeds yourself and use a blender and blend it into a powder form and then cook it in a pot of water and add salt or sugar to it for your liking. I tend to like to make my own because it's more fun to do and I can add what I like to it. If you don't want to add salt or sugar, I have had it just cooked without anything and it tastes fine. It depends on your preference of course. 

Health benefits for eating black sesame includes: good source of vitamin e, can heal chronic illness after 100 days, reverse gray hair after a period of time, improve skin tone, regrow teeth after a few years, delay aging and extend life expectancy! There many other benefits but those are a few fun ones and factual ones. It can also help with weight loss and lower blood pressure levels as well. 

No wonder people always say Asians know to preserve their lives through simple foods. I love anything with black sesame in them. If you guys are busy people and have no time or interest in going through so much trouble, there are other options such as: 

BLACK SESAME CANDIES! There are also white sesame candies as well. These are also found in most asian supermarkets. I love making them at home though and their very simple to make as well. But they aren't pricey and pretty convenient for those who are constantly outdoors or on the move. I usually buy honey or sticky sugar and a bag of sesame seeds and mix it all together with ginger sometimes and mold them into these long bars and bake them for half an hour and then chop them up into pieces and have them in a jar. 


Thursday, September 25, 2014

Reality Versus Unrealistic

Petals that are blown across the land are actually wishes that haven't been granted. And those who catch one petal are and will one day meet the owner of that wish and grant every wish they have. 
~Jae Okita 

Lately- I've still been unable to understand what I have gotten myself into. I have definitely improved much more since my last post on what I had to work on. I'm proud and happy that progress is being made every passing day. It's not an easily road but taking that first step is what's most important right? 

What i wanted to talk about today was how many of us always thought that certain circumstances and events happened in books and only stayed in books. Didn't we believed and were taught in school that humans can't fly, there are no flying pigs, no dragons, no magic, no immortality, not always is there a happy ending, and no invincible superhero powers. However, i believe that this world is huge, possibilities are endless and if no such things existed then why are there actual records of alchemy and magic users recorded in history? Shamanic powers, witchcraft, seers, reading carvings on animal bones to foretell a kingdom's fortune. I believe such terrifying powers once did exist but in today's society, writers tend to exaggerate and stretch too far from the truth at times making things seem too real yet at the same time too hard to believe. 

I've been digressing too far from my main point. I've come across a situation in life right now where it's similar to being the main female protagonist in a shoujo manga (where there is one main girl and several guys have expressed their affections for). I am completely bewildered and unable to make sense of any of what's going on. I don't understand though they've told told me I'm one of a kind type of girl. Am I really? I'm not perfect and have my little flaws. 

What I really don't understand is why this is all happening now? When I decided to not even think about these things anymore, all of this suddenly happens catching me off guard and tangling me in all of this. It all seems too unreal and all is like a dream within a dream. This type of thing is actually reality and it's happening to me of all people. This is too overwhelming to me still.

I know many can relate because there are people who just think they are the last person anyone would notice in a room. The last person to be asked out or to be liked by someone. Something like this would only happen to popular girls and not average girls. But now it's happened and I am a speechless woman at this moment. I wonder what Jane Austen or Virginia Woolf would have said or how they would have reacted to this.

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Happy Sixtieth Post: Progress on Life- Lost and Found again

 Masami Iwasawa preforming ‘My Song’ 
This is my life. I wanted to sing like this. This is why I was born. I want to save someone… Just as I was saved. I finally… Finally found it.
First of all thank you to all the faithful readers and followers of my blog for so long. I'm really happy and grateful for those who have stuck with me online and in real life for better and worse in order for me to make this blog possible. I've finally reached sixty posts on my blog on this fine fall day. I thought for a long time for what I wanted to make this post about to give it special meaning. But I thought the special meaning is to let all those who read it know how I finally came to a new chapter in life.

I found a piece of me that I thought was lost and found it again with the help of a very dear friend, Rekari. :3. So as I would say to you personally...Arigatou from the bottom of my heart. You may have thought you didn't do much but you did.

Onto the main topic of my post. I felt that I had lost two very important aspects in life as a person when I was very young and that is being treated fairly and being firm enough when a situation requires it. And on recent matters--I felt I lost my passion everything became colorless for me suddenly yesterday there wasn't much passion to write or read. It was frightening but real. It felt sucked out of me literally perhaps because of what I have been going through recently. I didn't tell anyone, but Rekari because others would think I was probably losing my mind.

The first aspect of life 'fairness' I never really asked or thought I deserved fairness because fairness had been denied from me since a young age because of family matters. I grew up believing I didn't need that as long as everyone I cared about was treating fairly, always putting myself last in any situation, not worrying about myself. The truth is that's not really healthy and I deserve fairness as well especially with the guy problems I've been tangled in as you may have read in earlier posts. I should be treated fairly too not to make it sound selfish or anything but I do need fairness or else I'll be exhausted soon. My heart and energy will be dried out. It's hard to adapt to asking to be treated fairly but I'm doing my best.

The second aspect of life 'being firm' where I should put my foot down when something seems wrong. Some friends would call me indecisive or unwilling to be mean and blunt when I have to when I see something wrong or I'm being treated wrongly. I tend to worry about the other's feelings and reaction first rather than just believing in my gut. I worry about hurting them with my words and opinion and refuse to be decisive. This can and is causing a lot of problems in my life right now. I should put my foot down and be more defensive about myself and worry about others after. I deserve to have that right and that will lessen a lot of problems and worrying as well.

I just felt I've been asleep or sleeping in the depth of a brutal frozen winter, a part of me had been asleep too long. And now it's broken free of the ice and is unraveling it's wings slowly, lifting it's head to what I've become and asked what the heck happened? I have a feeling this will be a good change for the better.

As for the loss of passion, I feel I've buried myself in some matters too passionately and selflessly though I've lost what could make me smile and very happy easily. And that is my writing and my books. Before certain events happened, I found pure joy just writing without worrying about anything and able to enjoy a bright blue sky without having as much as a heavy weight on my chest. I thought it through today that in the end the thing that makes me happiest is my laptop, my paper and pen, a good book and music...they all fill me with inspiration. And cause me to smile like a silly child. I--haven't felt this for weeks and now that precious feeling is found again.

As Iwasawa-Chan (the girl in the gifs above) says, This is my life. I was saved by books and writing. I want to save and help others by doing what I do best. I'll hold the hand that a book reaches out to me with, I'll hold the hand of pen that lays waiting for me to pick up.

NOW: As a gift to anyone who has been reading my posts, and to my followers and friends who see this, I am willing to write one piece of poetry for anyone who wants one as a thank you. It can be on anything just give me some details to work with. 

If you are curious at how my creative writing looks like, please check out my poetry blog before making a request! 

Link: http://autumnskies.wordpress.com

Thank you! ^^

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Goji Berries and Dried Chrysanthemum

Today-I felt like doing a post on health for this elf you who probably read documents all day, or sit in front of a computer all day. or work in a factory all day. This is a little recipe my aunt and my mom followed for most of their lifetime. You would take a hand full of dried goji berries and two handfuls of dried chrysanthemums and mix it with hot water. Of course, the amount of each is to your liking and not required to be a certain amount. 

This special tea is very beneficial to improving eyesight and can purify toxins from the liver. 

Goji berries can be eaten raw as well just soak them in some warm water to make them soft and then you can eat them. They help regulate diabetes and blood pressure as well. The thing I adore most about them is they come with a very faint sweetness so you don't even have to worry about it being bitter or tasting weird. They are pricey though but for a better health and lifestyle this is something that worth spending money on. 

Dried chrysanthemums are amazing herbs to have handy. My aunt once told me that Chinese herbs are unique and useful by combining several herbs together to make soup, dishes, and tea that's how my love of looking into Chinese herbs grew over the course of my life. Chrysanthemums are very beneficial if taken as tea on a daily basis. It can help improve skin problems, postpone aging, prevent blindness, protects the eyes and great source for vitamin B! All of that goodness in one flower, sign me up! 

Chinese herbal teas and soups are what Chinese all around the world have been using and eating from common colds, to preserving life, to something serious as cancer. I love trying out different recipes and though they may not be as effective as quickly as western medicine but at least it's not as strong just takes a bit longer to kick in! 

Saturday, September 13, 2014

Letters Vs. Digital

In today's society, technology has pretty much taken over a lot of things we can do by hand and contacting people who may live in a completely other country no longer takes months but simply a click away. I'm not saying that that is not ideal or convenient. However, we lose something unique and precious too as well aren't we? Maybe it's just me and my weirdness; however, I'm a huge lover of writing actual letters to friends who are even in the same city as I am. 

Many friends react with 'What is wrong with you? Why are you wasting stamps when someone is less than a text, call or email away?' Well, I can't change their views or them, but I can say waiting for a letter response from someone brings me the greatest joy. That anxiety, the wonder of how they'll respond, the touch of the letter under your fingers when you retrieve it from your mailbox and so much more. 

Those are really precious moments for me. I love gently opening an envelope and pulling out that bundle of paper of handwritten penmanship. I love holding the paper close to my nose and hopefully pick up their scent somewhere along it. I treat every letter I receive as a newborn baby. I love taking my time leisurely to read the letters and trace my fingers over their writing to see how hardly they had pressed down onto the paper. 

All the letters I ever receive are all tucked carefully in a gift box I got a few years ago. Every so often I have a habit of pulling them out and just read them again and again. It helps me recall the memories, the friendship, the moments we shared and I feel it strengths our bond as well. 

Technology is of course more convenient and faster. There is sadly a lack of the physicalness of being able to touch their words on paper and to smell the stationary on which it's written. If something happened to your phone, to your email account causing all those saved emails and text messages to be lost then that's that. Lost forever in the abyss of the technological world. Handwritten letters would never be lost unless your room catches on fire or you drop them in the toilet. 

I would not give up traditional letters any day nor would I ever. 

Friday, September 12, 2014

If the Essential aspect of your life was taken away...

 One of my dearest friends is going through massive changes in life and all my efforts are rebounding back on me. Have you ever had a friend who you've known for too many years to count and came to a stalemate because they seem to have derailed so far from how they originally were. I feel like I've looking at a stranger. Are they still the same friend I shared so much with, gone through so much with and have now lost? 

This dear friend has been an essential part of my life for nearly seven years yet I don't remember when they became essential. And I can say bravely that I know them so well like the back of my own hand. They have drowned themselves in an interest and obsession that has grown out of control. This fear won't go away though they assure me it is nothing and normal. They seemed to have turned from a good and simple person to a completely different person who does care if what they say hurt others or hurts how much. 

I am not mad nor do I hate them. I want to help but when they don't accept your aid there is nothing else for you to do. People have told me to let it be but I can't but a part of me knows I have to. 

I feel that it's a journal where all the writing and entries have been erased with not even a trace to recall on. All that we went through is slowly being wiped clean and rewritten and it is frightening. I feel as if a hole in me has been growing wider and wider and I can't stop it or fill it with this feeling of emptiness and fear. What was once warmth and joy has turned to confusion and a loss of direction. 

What if the most essential person, object, place, was taken from your life? What would you do?

Tuesday, September 9, 2014


Call me stupid or slow. But I never knew there was such things as wishbones from chickens! Until my coworker at work who was pulling chickens came up to me holding out a wishbone. I looked at him strangely and he said to make a wish but don't say it and then pull on one side until it snapped while he held the other! 

I lost the first time but I had wished for things to go well for the guy and I. He said that even thought I lost his wish was for my wish to come true. Sometimes he can be a pain in the butt but usually he is quite a nice guy. He's just overly blunt but that is not a bad thing at times, it's just how he is. 

He gave me another wishbone later on and I finally won and I do hope my wish will come true. 

So here is a little informative on wishbones and the symbolization behind it:

plural noun: wishbones
  1. 1.
    a forked bone (the furcula) between the neck and breast of a bird. According to a popular custom, this bone from a cooked bird is broken by two people, with the holder of the longer portion being entitled to make a wish.
an object of similar shape to a wishbone, in particular.

Wishbone usually stands for a wish or desire. If the wishbone is unbroken it means the wish will be fulfilled in the near future. If the wishbone is broken or cracked, but all of the pieces are still there the wish will eventually come true. However if the wishbone is broken and a piece is missing, it means your wish will go un-granted.

I've never heard about this but it's surely interesting,  I wish there were enough wishbones to go all around for everyone in the world and they can make wishes for what they need the most and what the world needs the most which is peace. 

If I could find another wishbone, I will wish that I can help a dear friend of mine. We should waste wishes on material things but on things that will make the world a better place, wishing for the wellbeing for our closest family and friends, wishing for happiness, and bliss for those in distress, wishing for world pace, for equality and for fairness with no separation of class, nor discrimination.