tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79795327134130852692024-03-13T05:44:51.641-07:00Jai Yen YenAn aromatic blend of Thai prose, Reggae rhythm and my imagination.Jai Yen Yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10278250112719887843noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979532713413085269.post-40212588161663314892012-01-05T19:39:00.000-08:002012-01-05T20:20:18.185-08:0052 Weeks to a Rejuvenated SpiritI'm doing a blog series called 52 Weeks to a Rejuvenated Spirit which can be found on my therapy website <a href="http://www.thespiritoftherapy.com">www.thespiritoftherapy.com</a> Please check it out and send others my way!Jai Yen Yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10278250112719887843noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979532713413085269.post-90078255325198381182011-07-06T22:40:00.000-07:002011-07-06T22:57:46.267-07:00Just another day on the farmI'm a farmer. For three weeks. Jim and I are in charge of making sure our landlord's animals stay alive for 15 days. I thought this would be an easy task. I thought wrong. Did you know that chickens are extremely temperamental? I didn't. The first night, pitchfork in hand, I spent 30 tentative minutes trying to push the two remaining stragglers off of the porch and into the coop. I was sweating, cursing, sloshing around in chicken poop with hay stuck in my hair. Then there were the bunnies that kept escaping from their pen. We covered up holes and checked fencing, to no avail. Twice we trapped them in huge nets and transported their writhing bodies back to the pen. The last one got eaten by something before we could get to it. One down. The next to go was a sheep. I have no idea how it died. I do know that sheep are creepy when they follow right behind you in the twilight and bleat loudly. Like zombies. I'm shivering to think of it. Two down. At least the dog is still alive.Jai Yen Yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10278250112719887843noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979532713413085269.post-19371589940445327502009-11-01T19:56:00.000-08:002009-11-01T20:17:33.157-08:00Halloween anniversary<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9iafSWajIo/Su5dUHmFYRI/AAAAAAAAADM/EN2WsiQphD4/s1600-h/DSC00930.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R9iafSWajIo/Su5dUHmFYRI/AAAAAAAAADM/EN2WsiQphD4/s320/DSC00930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399355603481354514" border="0" /></a><br />Is it not appropriate that my anniversary with Jim falls on Halloween? (Ok, maybe that is a teensy weensy bit off, but since I can't remember any kind of date whatsoever, I think it is brilliant). We both, after all, have a great affinity for dressing in costume for various occasions. Halloween became my favorite holiday about three years ago when I realized I couldn't stand any other holiday. I love Halloween. It's the naughty holiday, the rebel amidst the others. Halloween just doesn't pretend to be pretty and I love it! Somehow it satisfies my fascination with everything frightening and mildly nauseating. Halloween, like autumn, seems wild and untamed, unabashedly racing through the wind with its hair flying behind and pushing on into the great unknown - the scariest of all thoughts. How psychologically interesting. And so, I am pleased that my equally satisfying relationship comes full circle on this unique day of the year. I am smiling and so so content.Jai Yen Yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10278250112719887843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979532713413085269.post-81199459808709737992008-07-14T15:04:00.000-07:002008-07-14T15:15:17.355-07:00TattooedIn a symbolic, ten years in the making, spontaneous act of liberation...I got a tattoo. I second-guessed myself and considered skipping the appointment until I noticed that the parlor's symbol was a pirate ship. The signs came together in that moment and I swear I heard a faint, angelic hum being carried in the wind. Doubts also arised while sitting in a waiting room full of teenage boys and tattoo artists with obsene t-shirts on. I thought that maybe my tattoo artist, Chris, would be unable to draw the very simple, basic deisign that I wanted. I nearly walked out. Then he appeared, with a drawing that made me say.."Oh! Wow!" So...I am permanently branded with a gaelic trinity symbol that stands for my irish descent, my faith and my family. This all confirms my long-held opinion that I am so bad ass!Jai Yen Yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10278250112719887843noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979532713413085269.post-89039428642407974132008-03-30T21:28:00.000-07:002008-03-30T21:32:17.540-07:00Yo ho ho and a bottle of...When you begin a fascination with pirates, the associations are everywhere. Pirate hats, pirate milkshakes... If you pretend you are a pirate you might also experience a great surge of confidence and intrigue. Lastly, I am adding a fifth "answer" to my previous blog about existential questions. 5. Rum.Jai Yen Yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10278250112719887843noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979532713413085269.post-65275175706048409872008-03-30T20:45:00.000-07:002008-03-30T20:59:53.192-07:00Tagged10 years ago:<br />I was living with Sonrisa, listening to Jennifer Knapp and wearing odd thriftstore clothes.<br /><br />Things on my to-do list today:<br />See clients, figure out how I'm going to pay my school loans back, go running and enjoy the first day of my last term of grad school.<br /><br />Three bad habits:<br />1. forgetting birthdays<br />2. snapping my gum constantly<br />3. eating halves of everything and putting the rest back.<br /><br />If I became a billianaire:<br />I'd jump up and down, dance around, yell obsenities and then travel till I dropped.<br /><br />Five jobs I have had:<br />1. Go-cart operator<br />2. Bingo concession stand <br />3. Child case manager<br />4. Server<br />5. ESL teacher<br /><br />Five things you may not know about me:<br />1. Every movie I like is either set in England, has English actors or utilizes English accents. It is spooky!<br />2. I want to be a pirate<br />3. I pretend all of the time<br />4. I love and hate socializing<br />5. My biggest fear is being trapped in a boring lifeJai Yen Yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10278250112719887843noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979532713413085269.post-38430346554318429722008-02-25T11:14:00.000-08:002008-02-25T11:23:13.971-08:00U23DAmazing. I can't think of any other rock stars I would want to be that close to while they are sweating profusely on stage. How is it possible that Bono is still sexy? And, how are all four of them so fit? Is it the jumping around on stage? Do they build rock walls in Ireland on their days off? Do four Irish men who sing about war, injustice and political freedom really have pesonal trainers?Jai Yen Yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10278250112719887843noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979532713413085269.post-10811655833338365582008-01-01T13:10:00.000-08:002008-01-01T13:12:44.675-08:00This year's predictionBetsy asked me what my prediction for 2008 was, and, unprepared, i didn't know. However, after some reflection and meditation, it has come to me. This is the year of healing and cleansing. Look for it.Jai Yen Yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10278250112719887843noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979532713413085269.post-20677636251087276812007-12-23T20:13:00.000-08:002007-12-23T20:16:44.898-08:00Flight of the ConchordsI'm a posting maniac!<br />Please watch the lil' ol' clip of the most amazing tv show ever - flight of the conchords. Simply scroll on down and prepare to be highly entertained. Please start watching them so I can have a plethora of people to throw quoates back and forth with. I've always wanted to start a movement.Jai Yen Yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10278250112719887843noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979532713413085269.post-48105920396374735152007-12-21T22:12:00.000-08:002007-12-21T22:17:56.630-08:00EpiphanyMy friend Mary and I took a trip down the ol' california coast recently. Along the way we realized that all of life's oddities can be explained with four statements.<br />1.Life is wierd<br />2.People are crazy<br />3.It's just physics<br />4.It must be elvish<br />Seriously, it works. This is going to relieve your existential stress.<br />I love the beach. I am imaginging myself as a surfing beach bum.Jai Yen Yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10278250112719887843noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979532713413085269.post-74013700909335245762007-08-27T20:28:00.000-07:002007-08-27T20:37:01.496-07:00Predictions and predilectionsDylan and I spent five days and four nights treking through the grand tetons in wyoming. Wow. I never knew what beauty lay beyond vast peaks; what is waiting to be discovered by those willing to cross into the wild. I saw amazing glaciers, glacier lakes, waterfalls. I saw a moose in the distance and encountered a bear that walked within ten feet of me. My back hurt from my pack, my feet ached, the nights were bitterly cold, I got tired of eating granola and nuts - but, oh how it was all worth it! I think this excursion has rejuvinated my spirit. I feel a stirring in the wind - promises of good things to come. I just need to realize that sore feet accompany, and eventually lead to, colored horizons.Jai Yen Yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10278250112719887843noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979532713413085269.post-32353772206177199342007-08-03T12:25:00.000-07:002007-08-03T12:35:33.255-07:00On the precipiceSometimes I have glimpses of sunlight, streaming through the clouds on waves of promise and hope. Sometimes I go for a run and the Spirit seems to be rustling the trees, telling me secrets that I will decipher with time and experience. These keep me going. I love what I'm doing, where I am, who I am, who I have. I think I just choose to open myself wide to the world - the pain, joy, surprise, fear, unexpected - because I like the thought of being stripped clean by all of it, even if it hurts. It somehow feels good in the end because I choose to take the storm in my own way - with arms spread in defiance and acceptance of what is coming. Damn it, I am going to stand on the edge of the precipice and stare into it because I'd rather do that then fear going over. Besides, there is never just one thing at the bottom of them.Jai Yen Yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10278250112719887843noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7979532713413085269.post-12565760453547860462007-07-14T10:17:00.000-07:002007-07-14T10:28:46.975-07:00EnigmaI have no idea why I am starting a blog. This is not in accordance with my known aversion to anything resembling electronic communication. Now that I psychoanalyze individuals on a daily basis, I will attempt to discover my unconscious agenda. I suppose I am reaching out to the friends who have known me for so long because I feel as if I am an enigma even to myself. Don't we all need some grounding sometime? It is so appropriate that I am a Gemini, because I have so many "faces" which are easily adaptable in various situations, with various types of people. Sometimes I think that I have changed so much from what I used to be that no one would really believe it if they really knew everything about me. And, I'm okay with this. I think I thrive on the discovery, the change. It comes with a bit of a price, though - lonliness and confusion. I think it's okay to feel like you are an enigma to yourself sometimes. Jai yen yen is thai for "cool down baby, take it easy". It reminds me of reggae music, my dad and my philosophy for life.Jai Yen Yenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10278250112719887843noreply@blogger.com2