Coming Home to Myself
I’d like to give a shoutout to the current USA president for taking the time to write out “Chinese Virus”. The shock of it allowed me to connect with a part of myself that I’d never been able to. It was a major trigger, and I needed time to process. I went on airplane mode for a couple weekends, and r e f l e c t e d about all of the racism Asians and POC have been experiencing.
For some context, I was adopted from Korea when I was six months old. My family is white, and I grew up in a small white town in Minnesota. While my “job” and interests have always been more stereotypically “Asian,” I’d always felt like a “fake” Asian. Little did I know that what I do is deeply rooted in my lineage. See more on discovering the connection between my practice and my biological family in my timeline.
For the first time in my entire life (I’m 35), I PROUDLY IDENTIFY AS A WOMAN OF COLOR. I’m an Asian-American sharing self-care rituals that are based off of East Asian Medicine.