He Said, She Said (Religion)

Scenario #1:

There was once a very dedicated sheep herder that loved his sheep. His sheep was like family to him. Every day, he leads them to green wild pasture to graze on. Until one day, the land on one side of the river became dry and barren with no green vegetation. He decided to herd them over to the other side, but convincing his sheep would be a challenge. He had faith in God, but God is in Heaven and won’t answer his prayer immediately.

Shepard: “My fellow brothers and sisters; do you see the green pasture on the other side of the river? That is Heaven! Do you want to go to Heaven?”

Sheep: “Yes, we want to go! Tell us how!”

Shepard: “Well, you must cross the river, die and be reborn again! Your soul will then be lifted up to Heaven and then you will meet God. Please say, “Baaabaaa” if you agree.”

Moral lesson: Depends how religious you are, faith is the key.

Memory Lane

I walk alone on Memory Lane.

Just me, myself and I; makes me a whole unique person.

Some days, I see myself as a child again, embracing the sweet memories of childhood. The bright and long summer days of frolicking in the vast countryside of my hometown.

Some days, I see myself as a teenager. My beloved mother would lecture me to be an obedient daughter; an expectation that I couldn’t fulfill.

Deep within myself, I wanted to be the “real me”: adventurous, creative, outspoken, and rebellious.

This is my memory lane, that I walked so often. Each chapter unfolds before me.

Each lesson and experience taught me to be a better person.

Memory Lane, my favorite path when I need some self-reflection.

By Jazzmin S. Lu

He said, She said (Beauty)

Scenario #3:

A loyal male client in his fifties went to the beauty salon one day to see his hairstylist. He goes there once a month to have his hair washed, cut , styled and a bit of mental therapy. Of course in reality, hairstylists are not miracle workers, but at least they will listen to a certain extend to your personal problems.

The hairstylist washed his hair and sat him down to the styling chair.

Hairstylist: “Bob, the usual haircut?”

Bob: “I am getting more gray hairs recently. Is it due to stress and genetics?”

Hairstylist: “Well Bob, do you want me to tell you a sweet lie so you could experience the warm and fuzzy feeling or tell you an ugly truth?”

Bob: “No, I prefer the ugly truth.”

Hairstylist: “I am a sweet person, so I will tell an ugly truth. Enjoy your gray hairs now, due to stress and genetics, you will eventually be balding in your later years. The sweet part is, I could color your hair to hide your gray until one day you decide to buzz it all off.”

Bob: “Will that make me ten years younger?”

Hairstylist: “No, Bob. I don’t make any promises or guarantees. It will lessen your burden of how you perceive yourself on the surface, but how you really feel inside, I can’t fix.”

Bob: “Okay, I grant you permission to beautify me! I can’t let this handsome face go to waste without color on my hair! Book me that appointment!”

Hairstylist: “Just want to let you know, you do have to come back every month for a hair color touch up along with your haircut. Then, you have to use a special color shampoo, so the color won’t fade as fast. Are you willing to pay the price and put in the effort? It will be a change in your lifestyle.”

Bob: “Yes, just do it! Life is short, I want to look handsome as long as I can.”

Moral Lesson: We humans are born with a certain level of vanity. How we perceive ourselves within and outward is a mirror image. Our trust on the mirror image is so in depth that delusional thoughts come invade us subconsciously.

By Jazzmin S. Lu

Shine for Yourself

We can’t change how others view us.

But we could change how we view and feel about ourselves.

Keep that inside light bright and let it illuminate outward.

That illumination will set you ablaze and free.

Shine for yourself, not for the world.

Live a life that is worthy with meaning, not engulfed with endless past miseries.

Shine for yourself, not for others.

The light is always within you, keep shining!

By Jazzmin S. Lu

Boxed Memories

Growing up Asian American and as a female is always a constant struggle for me.

Raised by traditional parents, whereas brainwashing is the norm.

Expectations of the ideal good and obedient daughter was the usual in my family.

I had to embrace my Chinese and Vietnamese ancestral heritage, while adopting to the American culture.

My life struggles and happiness, I lived to tell them now.

My sad and negative memories, I learned to box them up and label it “BAD.”

My good and positive memories, I also learned to box them up and label it “GOOD.”

I called these, “Boxed Memories” that is now currently in a storage place inside my brain.

Sometimes my heart will conjure up emotions to open these boxes when life situations become a stimulus.

My “Boxed Memories” are mine’s to keep and to unbox.

By Jazzmin S. Lu