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By Sharon Lee Song

The act of breathing is an amazing and miraculous process.  It is an involuntary process that our bodies engage in independently from conscious volition.  Being connected to our breath is intimate; our very lives depend on breathing regularly and yet, for the most part, we often forget and disconnect from this important relationship with our bodies. Continue Reading »


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By Dorcas Cheng-Tozun

Whenever I smell the scent of antiseptic, the sharp, cloying odor meant to clean and conceal, I think of my father. The three months he was in and out of the hospital. That last day, as I stroked his forehead and wept, never expecting to say good-bye to him just weeks before my fifteenth birthday.

I wondered where God was that day. I wondered why he hadn’t given us the miracle healing we asked for. Continue Reading »

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By Jerrica KF Ching

With the cold and wintry months upon us, I am sure that many of my AAWOL sisters and readers have taken precautionary measures to keep their bodies healthy and flu-free.  We all know those signs of an incoming cold, right?  Muscles become tired, heads become feverish, throats cough, noses sneeze, and then we are faced with the choice to keep on pushing through in hopes we will be magically cured overnight, or we stop and recharge and give our bodies the rest it needs.  Our bodies give us signals of ailments to come, which allow us to plan (or not plan) accordingly to all our bodies to heal. Continue Reading »

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By Melanie Mar Chow

After my second cup of coffee on a busy morning, almost 10 years ago to the day that I write this blog, I remember sensing that I was to call a friend who worked at another missions agency.  As I wondered why should I, out of the blue call, him, I froze.  Why?  Could it be just to check  in as he connects with my students? Continue Reading »

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By Ajung Sojwal

Who would have thought that leading a worship service involves so much of my physicality! The leap from Baptist parishioner to an Episcopal priest is nothing short of learning a new language when it comes to worship. I fell in love with the Anglican liturgy when I was in seminary. What intrigued me even more was how all my senses were called upon to be involved in worship. Continue Reading »


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By Diana Gee

Surely he took up our pain
and bore our suffering,
yet we considered him punished by God,
stricken by him, and afflicted.
But he was pierced for our transgressions,
he was crushed for our iniquities;
the punishment that brought us peace was on him,
and by his wounds we are healed.
Isaiah 53:4-5
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By Maria Liu Wong

As I walk towards the end of the block, I see Monique and her kids cross the street. They used to live upstairs in an affordable housing unit above our gallery in central Harlem, but have since moved a few blocks over. In the past three years, they have gone from upstairs neighbor to regular visitors a few times a week, stopping by after school to look at the latest exhibition and make art at our designated “makerspace” with Anthony, our manager.

On Tuesdays just before 1:00 pm, a van pulls up in front of the gallery. A group from The Fisher Center, a day center for adults with special needs, emerges and heads to the door, to be greeted by Anthony and Sachi, another colleague. For the past month or so, they have been coming to look at and make art together. Continue Reading »

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