The Bracelet Slinger Blog

  • Lessons of a Little Bird

    by Hei Jung
    I was watching a little bird land on the one shrub out in this beautiful field, and I thought to myself, what makes a bird decide to move? Why bother? What made it come to that bush and what is going to make it leave? And one thought lead to another and I thought about what makes us keep moving on? It’s the energy between good and bad...

  • Lessons of the Desert

    by Hei Jung
    In the most challenging environments, the strongest thrive. When resources are limited and conditions are harsh, everything in the desert becomes efficient with its energy and creates strength, balance, and harmony within itself and the environment - every animal, plant, and even the dirt works together and relies on one another to survive - and together...

  • Unplugged

    by Hei Jung
    My mind is quiet lately, other than a few bursts of pure joy and silliness as I romp around the red dirt of Moab unplugged and free...free from everyone including myself.  I feel fulfilled knowing I have a small group of friends in my corner that understand me and I them, and that has made learning how to trust easy and manageable.  And right...

  • Freedom

    by Hei Jung
    I think about what’s the most stressful thing out here and right now the one thing that comes to mind is the wind. It makes work a bit tedious - strings flying everywhere and the possibility of the table flipping over. But then I think about the stress of society and suddenly the wind seems wonderful to be stressed about. There’s not a damn luxury that society has that is worth the stress and trauma...

  • Society

    by Hei Jung
    Society is one hell of a drug. It feels impossible to have one foot in and one foot out. One drag leads to another drag...and another...and another...and before I know it, I’m worried that I’ll never have enough or be enough...and all of a sudden I’m worried about money and need more of it and contemplating getting a job and stressing myself out about the meaning of life and then morbidly relieved...

  • Ruby

    by Hei Jung
    Ruby’s senses are incredibly sharp. In a split second she knows the facial expressions of everyone on sight, jumps into action as a dog lunges at us, spies a man kneeling in the bushes with a camera, all while maintaining a friendly demeanor and observing the tiniest flowers coming out to bloom. She notices the things that most people are blind...

  • Keep Going

    by Hei Jung
    The healing feels like whiplash between freeze, fight, and flight mode, and clarity.  Coming out of the house of mirrors is like walking into a world with brand new eyes, a new voice, and mind.  Yet, the world is not the same at all as I knew it before.  It’s almost impossible to trust anything and everything touched by society.  Right now it truly feels like I’ve stepped into the zombie apocalypse, and I can’t tell...

  • Fear

    by Hei Jung
    People talk about fear like it’s the antithesis to love. Love’s arch nemesis. Therefore a sign of weakness and something to shame. Everything love is not. But the more I open up these closed doors to my true self, the more I appreciate the fear that powered my amygdala to go into autopilot when my world was crashing and burning around me and...

  • Daunte Wright

    by Hei Jung

    JUSTICE FOR DAUNTE WRIGHT
    We are individuals in a system, all connected and woven together.  When the system is not free, the individual within the system is not free.  When the individuals inside the system are not free, the system will never free its people.

    It is our duty to fight for our...

  • Trust

    by Hei Jung
    There’s still confusion in getting close and letting people in.  I feel like I know cognitively what I need to do, but that doesn’t change the uncomfortable feelings it evokes with trusting humans.  Sometimes the thought of losing someone is so painful...just the thought...makes my chest feel like it’s being ripped apart and crushed.  Just the thought.  I feel the pain of being a baby screaming for her mother that never came back

  • Writing my Way to the Soul

    by Hei Jung
    Growing up, looking in the mirror didn’t tell me much about who I was. My external world didn’t reflect back how I felt physically or emotionally. My face and skin didn’t look like the people around me, and I knew the way people saw me was not how I felt. I became detached from myself in so many ways but never could have put that into words at five years old, ten, fifteen...

  • Choosing my Reflection

    by Hei Jung
    If I’m going to become my reflection, I want my mirrors full of fighters! Of people who don’t settle. Who don’t wait on the world to fix itself. Who know the way out of hell. And hold on tight to the truth. I need the mirrors that bring the world into focus and reflect back who I want myself to be. The ones that when I begin to doubt myself, I can look into and trust...