Girls should be at home this late. Especially little Asian chicks like me. Never running, alone, in the dark streets of Oakland. Except that when dudes see you so comfortable and confident by yourself, they think you are either crazy or are hiding something.I am both. Crazy and hiding. From a fence ahead, I hear … Continue reading My name is Tigress
Wudang is a UNESCO world heritage site because of extraordinary places like the Black Warrior Palace, a temple dedicated to Xuanwu, the daoist Turtoise/Snake god of the north. I was just writing about it in a chapter of the book and stopped by to post a picture too. #wudang #daoism #taoism #kungfu
It’s official: I’m writing a new book. 92,371 words in, to be precise. Fourth revision and counting. Every now and then I come out and declare my insane intention to have another book published. Here I am again, asking for your help. Coming out is a ritual I take seriously, for at that moment, by … Continue reading I’m writing this book
In China they say dragons in the sky send us the rain. That may sound silly, until you sit on the edge of a cliff in Wudang, and see the mist climb the mountains like an army of white dragons being summoned upstairs.
The last few weeks have been an amazing journey to the core of the book. A trip to China -- Wudang and Shanghai -- to study Daoism and Taichi. Lots of photos and videos coming soon. For now, enjoy the new TaiChi form the officials at Wudang have been preparing to roll out next year.