Author: Rebekka Lien

I’m a clinical trial recruiter and life coach

I just wasted an hour on facebook

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Yes, I just wasted an hour on facebook looking through my past pictures. AND this, for golly, was one of the best times in my life. THIS WAS SO FUN!!! (located in Taiwan). That’s me standing up…sigh. good times.  I woke up and was disappointed everyone was gone, I thought my mom had forgot about my bday. Went to eat with friend, took a midterm at school (easy), and then drove home because there was bday cake waiting for me, then went out to eat korean food with friends.

One thing I miss – being the center of attention, dancing at orange clockwork and everyone just like gawking at me. What in the world has possess this girl, she doesn’t give a beep about what others think! I miss that. Hopefully I can find some place in Asia to get my dance on for the summer.

Chinese Art Subversive

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This is so RAD! It’s funny how when people think “chinese art”, they always think of serene waters and waterfall scenes with trees. You know, those chinese art things with calligraphy? Let me tell you, there’s a whole movement of pop and abstract artists…that can’t be told they are only chinese- they are human for crying out loud. Let artists unite the peoples of the earth!

I got a map of CHINA for my birthday, it was the sweetest and most thoughtful gift I’ve gotten so far. Seriously, looking at names of places in the world makes me drool. I can hardly fathom the exotic cultures that awaits me. Even as my friend described the dirtiness of the trains, the hot air making your face dirty, the sweat making your skin stick to fabric…almost reminds me of good and bad times in Taiwan. One time, the humid air made my asthma act up so bad that I started getting sick.

I couldn’t breathe and I was sick as a bird. Another time, this dog ran up to me. I was like, “ohhh how cute”. But then the dog started humping my leg!! My friend got a good picture of it. haha. I remember in Germany, my teammates were like SO SICK of thick bread because it had ten thousand seeds and wheat in it. It was so heavy. We were getting constipated too. In Japan, my friend and I went to a sushi bar and had this weird gooey green thing…it was nasty. But the sweets there were amazing, so was the fresh sashimi. Yum yum yum. Hopefully, I’ll be able to get internet access in China because I would love to blog about my experience. :0 happy night everyone.

Comparing Hair dos

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Jelly Fish- summer of 2008. It was almost like a mullet, but not.

Frustration, hair is fried! Curled for the day.

It grew so long that I had to dye it in my bathtub.

Then I cut the long tail off because it was long and fried.

my my my my poem from way way way way back.

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I wrote this probably….in high school? found it on my myspace. my my my my. Pretty cool I think.

An illusion, skeptical stares

Faces down, is it all an illusion? Blank faces void of senses

My heart beats steadily

Your hands, your feet, your body, your heart an image of my own consuming my thoughts, my pride

Time passes by, an echo my converse in the air a vertical cliff, 90 degrees

The world’s eyes, sublime, surreal

My joints locked in place If i step, will I fall? If i flinch, will you run? If I let the shades of color spill forth from the cave on my face,

will the world explode like a soda can

Too many intentions rolled up in a sliding door digressing, fading Like a vast ocean turned into invicible mist.

Contests Should Be Global- I Should Write the Fine Print.

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This is so ridiculously cute.

“2009 facetnate! winners: Pip & Pop’s sickly sweet super kawaii installation of sugar, pigment, origami, plastic toys, beads, confectionary and drinking straws, Under the Crystal Sky.

The Sydney Japan Foundation is now accepting proposals for facetnate! 2010. Australia-based emerging artists and curators can submit proposals for projects that would have a strong Japanese influence, to be put on as a solo or group exhibition in the second half of the year with a grant of $3000.” – http://biginjapan.com.au/2010/02/facetnate/

I WAS GETTING SO RIDICULOUSLY excited about this, but read that it’s only for Australia-based artists. How sad. -_-

I finally finished printing all the tags I need to glue the “benefiting non- profit” tag unto my handmade goods. Here is just two of my bags. I also made these cute pink, green, and purple pillows. They are beyond rad.

The inside of the red and black tweed bag has pleather- like fabric on the other side. Both are made of “scraps” and treasure finds. To be sold at Art Show March 12- See flier below (that’s not me):

The “various artists” includes me.

The sun has risen. I walked on stones and pebbles. The bulldog runs.

I am alone. I am content. I smile and breathe. The air is clear.

The greens are alive. The wind swivels and blows. My hair is messy.

I stoop over the drops of dew. Clinging onto the leaves of life.

I am alive. They all say hi. I’ve yet to see. The dreams to rise.

Good night!


Happy Birthday From The Prime Club

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The title of this post was taken from a coupon. LOL. Above you will see that this, my friends, are the CRAZIEST, biggest grapefruit on earth. Seriously, I didn’t distort this photo at all. I promise you. My mom said she picked it at her friends’ house. We have two of them just sitting there waiting to be eaten. Can you imagine if a baby popped out of this?

Speaking of babies. This is the most cutest baby ever. Reminds me of the girl in Monsters Inc. Found her at some church beating on the drums.

Sunday my friends and I dropped by Camarillo outlets. I didn’t buy anything but she bought a Coach bag for like 100 bucks. I don’t really like Coach bags at all. They’re kind of not my style. I was more into Betsey Johnson’s store. But instead of thinking “what a great deal”, I was thinking “I could totally buy this and sell it on ebay”. They had great frilly dresses with cut outs and funky prints. My focus though is trying to get rid of clothes…not accumulate.

A card I drew to a friend a year or so ago.

I met two Nihon people on Thursday, which I got pretty excited about…since I haven’t been able to practice my Japanese. So I’m like Watashi wa rebekka desu- and theyre like ohhh okay. hahahaha.

Again, they are eating my friends’ vegan taco. I’m surprised by how many people are actually vegi. I can’t give up my beef!

love or hate me

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We need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts.- charles dickens

Not many will follow in my footsteps. I am brave enough to face truth and stare it in the eyes, even if it is ugly. I will not talk smack, I will not resort to the pitiful back- talking of little men, I will be big and apologize unapologetically, no regrets and no hindrances. I am who I am, love me or hate me. I will answer the call of only One.

It took me a lot of courage to share my heart with my mom. Of course, like in many asian families, we don’t talk much about our feelings. But at this point, knowing that I may not see me mom for awhile, potentially…for however long in like 6 months, I needed to start including her in my life. I’ve been feeling so numb, so numb. Unable to be super happy and unable to be happy sad. Even as I talk about sad things, I’m unable to cry. Where did I pick this up? Where did I pick up the idea that I had to be strong? It is so dangerous because then, we force ourselves to be robots, unfeeling beings. But the tears just came again. I’m learning to cry and not feel ashamed. I want to be proud of my tears. So I am human. I am just another human being. Allow me to fail greatly, I am still a kid. I’m barely 22, but I’ve encountered enough to feel that I’ve grown up way too fast.

Does The Train Ever Stop Long Enough?

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A serene picture of Grindelwald, Switzerland, June 2000 taken by someone named Carl.

I wrote this August 12, 2009 Sunday in Germany:

“oh oh oh you, you came to break me….oh oh oh you came to save me. Life is too short for worries and plans. Let the days take you by the hand”

Lord, I ask

my worries whisked away as ducks smoothly, relaxed

letting your current peacefully carry me.

I dont fall, I dont sink, I am still.

AFter this storm, a struggle of my own making, I have learned.

You have broken all ways, all limbs, all limbs, all strength. That I may,

Learn, fall into your arms

As bloody as I am, take me.

surrender wholly

cover me, like an oak

flying past terrain of infinite greens

There really is no one like you.

(and I, don’t struggle against the current, but follow the current, for it is the river that flows)

Freedom To Be, To Choose

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Drawing that I finished. Copyright: Rebekka Lien. I have made this into cards too- for sell proceeds going to charity- to be announced.

Life Is Unexpected.

Fury, laughter, and silence.

Drops of rain cover my window pane.

I am hovering like a helicopter.

Not flying, nor landing.

Heads drooping.

Flowers rotting.

Call me from the grave

This life is short, but beautiful

searching for eternity in my heart

I have yet to experience travels of miles, lands, terrains, hills, valleys, oceans, mountains

and.

stories, people, embraces, laughter, tears

there’s much to come

The strong aren’t strong at all.

Teach me to catch today by the hands.

For I am just another unique masterpiece

writing a story of your glory with my life.

that you have given me.

I could have not existed, not even have a soul, a thought, a conscience,

a heart.

It would be like

having a mouth zipped, brains frozen, body a vegetable,

incapable, lifeless, heartless, thoughtless

BUT.

I sit.

Alive

Writing
Thinking
Drawing
Feeling

One cannot comprehend the gift that is us. To be given life, a book, a blank book we choose to write any story we want.
To be given life, a blank canvas we choose to create any image we want.
To be given life, a song, a melody we choose to write, conduct, and compose.

What is it ? I hear.

We have. We have freedom to choose. What will you choose to create out of your life, what story will it be? What melody?

I hope it will be beautiful.

Make it beautiful, choose to be.

Be BEYOND uncontrollable circumstances

Be the person you TRULY DESIRE to be.

Snippets of Truth

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Quotes from The Me I want to be- john ortberg

“You don’t just become holier. You become you- ier”

“But ‘new’ doesn’t mean completely different, instead, its like an old peace of furniture that gets restored to its intended beauty”

That means that flourishing – being connected with the spirit of God- is available all the time. When your spirit flourishes, you are most fully alive”

When we live in love, we flourish

God designed you to be you. God designed us to delight in your actual lives. When I am growing toward the me I want to be I am being freed from the me I pretend to be. I no longer try to convince people I am important while secretly fearing I am not.

Should is an important word for spiritual growth, but God’s plan is not for you to obey Him because you should even though you don’t want to. He made you to want His plan for you.

Loving people means being willing to disappoint them sometimes.

Jesus loved everyone, but that means at some point he disappointed everyone.

Seeking to become the me that other people want me to be is a hollow way to live. Nobody else can tell you exactly how to change because nobody but God knows.

To love someone is to desire and work toward their becoming the best versions of themselves.

Rule- keeping does not naturally evolve into living by faith- paul wrote, “but only perpetuates itself into more and more rule keeping”. In other words, it only results in a rule- keeping, desire- smothering, Bible reading, emotion- controlling, self- righteous person who is not like me. In the end, I cannot follow God if I don’t trust that He realy has my best interest at heart.

There is an enormous difference between following rules and following Jesus because I can follow rules without cultivating the right heart.

Jesus did not say “I have come that you might follow the rules”. He said “I have come that you might have life, and have it with abundance”

When the spirit flows in you, you are given power to become the person God designed You to become.

The Spirit never just flows in us, he always flows through us so that others might flourish as well.

The Bible does not say you are God’s appliance; it says you are His masterpiece. Appliances gets mass- produced. Masterpieces get handcrafted. Therefore His plan for shaping you will not look like His plan for shaping anyone else. If you try to follow a generic plan for spiritual growth, it will only frustrate you. Paul said “Where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom”.