In the haze, now dropping down to 80, 90, a glimpse of orange peeks through the towers. I listen to Freedompage, a chinese hyper pop artist lamenting about simpler times of holding wonder for the world.

It is here in Studio 5 I met a shaman, a meditation teacher and guide

I had to leave a yoga studio that held my heart in a bowl, cushioned by the carpet

“have you had lei cha?” I asked the founder of Studio5, a home away from home on Lamma island. We never really talked about everyday life. we didn't need to, because we were practicing a form of everyday life together, starting or ending the day together. it was a ritualistic method i was practicing then.

Now out of it, I am chasing