Dr. Park's garden where I sat and waited |
I found an e-mail from Geoffrey telling me to call the woman down stairs. Of course I can't. After breakfast and a shower I got dressed, brought in the laundry, and went down to talk to her and explain. She was gone. I sat for a while viewing the garden then came back up, got a book, and left for lunch.
I went down the hill and turned right. I passed Geoffrey's hair stylist, "Mo," just as she was coming out of the shop and we chatted. She asked where I was going and I said "to lunch" in English, then in Korean when she gave me a blank look. She asked "alone" and I said I have a book and showed her my copy of Back to Heaven by Chon Sang Pyong, pointing out the Korean and English on facing pages. I don't think going to lunch with a book qualified as not being alone for her.
Chinese restaurant down stairs behind red sign |
I then went to Caffe Bene for coffee but when I sat down it didn't feel right so I went home. Mrs. Dr. Park still wasn't back so I sat by the garden again, sipping the coffee in the quiet. A sijo came to mind:
Even here in Korea,
especially here in Korea,
All is busyness, go there, do that.
Where is the time to appreciate?
Time to still the monkey mind,
and to feel God's presence?
Last dinner (ribs) in Korea |
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