A Day with the Sculptures

During our last trip to the East Coast, we took a train ride from Philadelphia to Trenton, New Jersey. Our plan is to meet our friend there, who will tour us inside the campus of Princeton University. But our friend brought us also to a nice detour on a nearby park, the “Grounds for Sculpture.”

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This park is located at Hamilton, New Jersey, and was opened to the public in 1992. Since its inception they have collected more than 240 works of art, including sculptures of renowned artists. It is kind of unique that sculptures blend with the landscapes, and visitors are free to “interact and touch” the art.

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The sculptures are scattered all over in the 42-acre lot. Some are in spacious lawn…..IMG_1514

Others are up on a hill…..

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On slabs of concrete…..

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And even up the wall.

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Some of the art pieces are abstracts…..IMG_1525

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And some so captivating, I felt like ogling. (For your curiosity, that is a sculpture and not real.)

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Besides the art pieces, the terrain and the passageways are also interesting and varied. Below is a road in the open…..

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This one in the midst of bamboos…..

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Here’s a narrow path walled by trees…..

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And below is a walkway among the hedges.

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With all the walking we did, we got hungry. We came to this place inside the park where we had our lunch. The name of the restaurant is “Rat’s.” My son was disappointed when he learned that they don’t serve rats!

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The restaurant is beside a man-made pond and has this French garden ambiance. If you feel like you are inside impressionist Claude Monet’s painting, it is because that is exactly what they are imitating. Below is a view from our table.

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But the best part of the visit to this park is interacting with the arts. We tried to poke (or pickpocket?) them…….

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And whisper sweet something to them……..

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Do mathematical equation with them (supposed to be pie x radius, get it?)…..

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Imitate them……..

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Imitate and outdo them…..

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Or be a part of them.

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We really enjoyed our visit to this park and I hope you caught a glimpse of this beautiful and fascinating place through these pictures.

Here’s looking through the arts…….

Pinoytransplant.

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Some Assembly Required

I came home one day and saw my son in his room, busy tinkering on something. He had our tool box open on the floor. Was he working on a new project, like the time machine? Or transmogrifier gun? Or perhaps the shrink ray gizmo? No. He was just assembling his newly bought Nerf toy gun.

Everything that we purchase nowadays has some kind of assembly required. From furnitures, to gadgets, to toys. Next time, even our pets will need assembly. Pet robots, that is!

I bought my first furnitures from IKEA, 19 years ago. Like everything else from this store, it required some assembly. I am proud to say that I assembled my table and my single-size bed on my own. Without help. Yes, they may be crooked a little bit, but hey, they were functional. The table still sits in our home, and being used. The single-size bed, I gave away a long time ago, after I got married.446f87299cecabd15e216efd4bdf3f56_254920-700x

The key to these some assembly required things, is following the instructions that accompany them. It may be something like this: 1. Set up part A parallel to part B. (What is parallel again?) 2. Insert tab C to slot C. (But it does not fit!) 3. Connect fixture D to proximal end of slab D. (Which of these 5 types of screws provided would I use?) 4. Find piece E. (Find piece E! It’s missing!)

Many times though, we forego of the instructions and assemble them on our own instincts, until we learn that we are doing it wrong. I know, I have done that, as I have to disassemble something almost halfway, when it did not fit right. Of course the instructions was right there all along, I just have to read it.

Not too long ago, we bought a bookcase that needed some assembly. My son (who is 10 years old) and I worked hand-in-hand to put it together. In fact, I let him do most of the work. I even let him use my battery-powered screw driver which was a Father’s Day gift from my wife a few years back. It surely gave us some father-and-son time. Though most of it, we were arguing about the instructions.

Like many things, our relationships are some assembly required. Especially our relationship with our spouse and our children. But the instructions are not exact nor universal. They are more like recommendations rather than a command. It is up to us to figure it out and work it out. There may be trial and error at times. But the important thing is to assemble it up.

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I am fully aware that it takes time and effort to assemble anything. Whether it is a 3-piece furniture like a bench, or 300-piece contraption, like a children’s play set. And I know it will be much easier for us if it comes already assembled. But that’s not the case with our relationships. It does not come pre-fabricated nor assembled. It needs our time and effort to put it up properly.

Now what’s our next project? What will my daughter and I assemble? A grand piano?

For all the fathers out there, may we all have a meaningful Father’s Day.

(*photos from the net)

Of Goslings and Ducklings

June has rolled in upon us. The entry of this month heralds that spring will be officially transitioning into summer here in the northern part of the hemisphere. Born and raised in a tropical country, where there is eternal summer, I can’t wait for the summer to come, after experiencing a harsh winter here in Iowa. Come to think of it, we even had a snowstorm in May this year!

Another thing that June is known for is weddings. This month is named after Juno, the Roman goddess of marriage, and that may be the reason why it is the most popular month to tie the knot. Many couples will take the plunge this June and start their own little family.

Speaking of family, it’s not just humans who raise their little family this time of year. I can see mother deer and their fawns, as well as big and little rabbits frolicking in our yard, much to the dismay of my wife, as they eat her flowers.

A few mornings ago while I was running, I saw a family of geese swimming in the pond near our place.

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A couple of weeks ago, we also came face to face with a family of ducks, while we were dining in a restaurant that is beside a man-made pond.

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Like the seasons, with spring turning into summer, then into autumn, and finally into winter – these little goslings and ducklings will grow and mature, and then not too long after, they will become parents and will have little critters of their own.

It was spring last year when we learned that my wife was pregnant with our third child. And it was also spring last year that we lost our supposed to be third child in an early termination of pregnancy.

Few nights ago, my wife commented that we could have been holding our 5-month old baby right now. Yeah, that’s an endearing thought.

But we don’t dwell on the “what ifs” and “could have been.” We have long accepted that it was not meant to be. Besides we have two “older” children that are constant source of joy and inspiration for my wife and I.

Being a parent, I believe, is the greatest privilege that our Creator have endowed us.

For all the parents out there who have little ones right now, can you please hug your babies a little tighter, for our sake. May you all have a beautiful summer.

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From Philadelphia with Love

Philadelphia. It is commonly referred as Philly and is also known as the City of Brotherly Love, obviously from what its name implies. (Philia means brotherly love in Greek). Last month, I attended a conference held in this city, and we had the opportunity to tour it.

Below is one of the well-known landmark in the city, the LOVE Park.

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This city was founded by William Penn in 1682 to serve as the capital of Pennsylvania Colony. Currently it is one of the largest cities in America, being 5th of the most populous cities in the US.

Below is the city hall of Philadelphia. Construction of this building started in 1871, and was designed originally as the tallest building in the world. However, upon its completion in 1901, it was already surpassed by the Washington Monument and the Eiffel Tower. Who do you think is the statue of, on top of the building? William Penn, of course.

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Philadelphia played a vital role in the history of the United States. It was here where the founding fathers of this nation met and signed the Declaration of Independence and later on, the Constitution.

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Above is the Liberty Bell, and on the background is the Independence Hall where the forefathers of the United States held meetings.

The Liberty Bell is the iconic symbol of American Independence. Formerly placed at the steeple of the Independence Hall, now it is housed in its own chamber. The bell was cracked and damaged, and was last rung in 1846, however the freedom and liberty it symbolizes continues to ring loud and clear.IMG_1234

The city is a rich mix of old and new. A perfect example is a photo below, where a well-maintained old house sits right next to a modern building.

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When it comes to food, Philadelphia is known for Philly cheesteak and soft pretzels, the emblematic foods of the city, which you can buy on the streets. But it also offers world-class cuisine and unique eating establishments.

We had the pleasure to dine at the City Tavern Restaurant. This tavern was established in 1773. We experienced an authentic 18th century culinary history with their entrée. After we were seated at a table in one of the rooms on the second floor near a window, our waitress told us that we were seating at George Washington’s favorite spot.

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You can tour the city by riding the trolley and also by walking, as many of the points of interest are within walking distance. We did both.IMG_1238

The city is also known for its arts and culture. And sure enough, Philadelphia’s city center is lined with different museums which are stone-throw away from each other.

Here is Shakespeare Memorial with the inscription: “All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women, merely players.”

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Below is Rodin Museum. In front of it is the iconic sculpture of “The Thinker.” As I ponder at this statue, I can’t help wondering, what is he thinking?

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Perhaps the most well-known museum in the city is the Philadelphia Museum of Art. It is one the largest art museums in the US. If you are not really into arts, at least you will recognize this museum, as it was here where Rocky Balboa, from the movie Rocky, was shown running up its stairs.

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Below is a view from the top of the steps of the Philadelphia Museum of Arts.

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As I was looking at the beautiful view of the city, (even though I was still carrying my messenger bag as I came directly from the conference, and did not have the chance to change to my “boxing” shorts and shoes) I was compelled to take a “Rocky pose.” Anyone standing on this place can feel like a champion.

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I hope that you got a glimpse of this place from this post, and maybe someday you will visit it too.

From the engaging city of Philadelphia with love,

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(*most photos were taken by my wife, so I cannot even take credit for these beautiful pictures)

Purple Blooms and a Dead Hummingbird

Late last fall, my wife planted Allium bulbs in our front garden. We wondered if the timing was right and if those bulbs will survive the harsh winter.

Well, we don’t have to wonder anymore. Here they are in full bloom.

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They are really gorgeous and we like them very much. Plus, they complement our scenic front view.

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It is interesting to know that onions, garlic, shallots and these purple flower balls are all in the same family, the Allium family. These Alliums are called Purple Sensation but also known as Persian Onion. These onions are attractive and does not make you cry.

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As I was admiring these flowers, I saw this poor little creature in our walkway – a dead hummingbird. Even though it is dead, you can still see its beauty, with the colorful sheen in its feather. What caused its demise? I can only speculate. Perhaps it got drunk by too much nectar.

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This beautiful bird albeit dead, is a reminder that there exist an unpleasant side of life. But we should not dwell on the bad part, instead we should focus on the good.

In fact, we can find beauty in almost everything. Even on this abandoned purple socks on this lonely gravel road where I run. I went too far, huh?

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I don’t want to end this article with the abandoned purple socks, so here are some purple blooms again, this time in our backyard. Believe it or not, these too are in the family of onions. They are known as Purple Chives.

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Life is like these purple blooms in so many ways. Beautiful  and precious (even if how lowly they may seem, like onions!). Yet fleeting, for here now, gone tomorrow. Let us admire and appreciate it, while we can.

(*all photos were taken with an iPhone)

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Above the Storm Clouds

I was saddened to see the utter destruction wrought by tornadoes in Oklahoma earlier this week. A whole town was completely obliterated by a mile-wide tornado that touched down with wind speed of more than 200 miles per hour. Several lives were lost, and thousands of homes and properties destroyed. My thoughts and prayers goes to all who were affected.

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Moore, Oklahoma (photo from news4jax.com)

We were in Philadelphia when all these violent storms happened. When we arrived here in Iowa, I learned from our friends that we did had some bad storms in our area also. In fact, my friend said that during his daughter’s dance recital a few days ago, it was temporary interrupted for several minutes, when they announced a tornado warning. Though they were not forced to evacuate into a storm shelter.

We were just glad to come home and see that our home and our trees (including our  leaning tree), as well as our whole neighborhood to be still standing. But violent weather, including tornadoes, is a fact of life here in the midwest. Even the local university’s football team has a name that bears it, the Iowa State Cyclones.

Schools, offices and even hospitals have required drills, to be prepared in case a tornado hit. Just recently about two weeks ago, in the hospital where I work, we had a tornado drill. Although many people, and that includes me, did not take it too seriously when it was announced overhead, and acted nonchalantly as we know it was just a drill. But what if it’s not just a drill anymore? Will we survive?

When we were flying from Philadelphia back here to our home in Iowa, we have probably flew over places where the strong storms had passed and wreak havoc on their path. But one reality strikes me. A different perspective if you will. That is, it is always sunny above the clouds.

Storms, not just atmospheric, are facts of this life. Some may be extremely violent. Sometimes we will be hit by theses realities. And you may be experiencing one right now. But they too will pass. Let us just hold on tight and weather these storms of life. For it is always sunny above those dark clouds.

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photo taken at 33,000 feet

Sleep Session

I am currently attending an almost week-long international physicians’ convention in a city I have never been before. Doctors are required to garner certain amount of hours of continuing medical education (CME) to maintain their certification. Besides, I try to stay updated with the most current practice of Medicine (aside from being updated with blogging!), to stay competitive and relevant.

Of course the real reason for going to these conferences is that it gives me and my family a reason to travel. This year, it brought us to the “city of brotherly love,” Philadelphia. (I’ll write about Philadelphia in another post.)

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Liberty Bell

Attending these conferences may make me feel smart, but with all these very intelligent speakers who come from the most prestigious academic centers around the world and who are on the top of their game, sometimes makes me feel otherwise. In other words, it makes me feel down-right ignoramus. When they start mentioning these current studies or researches that I have never heard before, and talking high-falutin technological terms that sounds Greek (and the speaker was not even from Greece) to me, I often wonder, am I the only one who is not getting this?

I often times look around the room to see the consensus response, and most attendees seems to be nodding their heads, indicating that they understand what the speaker is saying. Or maybe they are just nodding to fake it off (some doctors will not admit that they don’t know). Or maybe they are nodding, because they are sleepy.

On the first day of the meeting, I enrolled in an 8-hour long course on the technological advances in Sleep Medicine. Sleep Medicine is one of my subspecialties by default. With the prevalence of sleep apnea, which is arguably the most common sleep disorder seen, thus the management of sleep diseases falls on the lap of lung specialists.

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Lobby of Philadelphia Convention Center

I was still weary from the travel and was still trying to adapt to the time difference (Philadelphia time is an hour advance than Des Moines), when the seminar started early in the morning. I don’t envy those attendees from other countries who have to battle greater jet lag. It was kind of ironic that here we were, attending a sleep seminar and we ourselves were sleep deprived.

By the way, habitual sleep deprivation due to poor lifestyle choices, is the most common cause of daytime sleepiness in our current society, more than any sleep disorder, including sleep apnea.

I was able to stay awake for the first speaker who spoke for about an hour. By the second speaker, I was really fighting doziness and was just trying to keep my eyes open, even though my brain was already half asleep.  It did not help that the subject the presenter was discussing was difficult with a lot of technical jargon.

As the lecture continued, I cannot contend any longer. The spirit was willing but the flesh was weak. So I did the best thing a sleep specialist will advise for any sleep deprived individual. I slept.

It was a “sleep session” after all.

On the Banks of Jordan

(Our Pastor was away one weekend and I was requested to speak. This is an excerpt of that sermon.)

They were encamped at the eastern banks of the rushing and swelled up river. They were looking across the river, to a land that was promised to their parents to inherit. A land that was described to be flowing with milk and honey. A land so different from the desert they have been traveling on for so long.

Behind them was the land of Egypt where their parents came from, as slaves. But they cannot remember Egypt that much, as they were all children when they left Egypt. All that were clear in their memory was their aimless wandering in the desert for many years. They practically grew up in the desert. Some of them were even born in the desert.

But their elders and their parents were all gone now. The older generation had all died and had become carcasses in the desert. Also now dead was the spirit of murmuring and unbelief. Gone away was the complaining attitude towards their leader. This was a new generation. A generation with a more trusting spirit.

This was the new nation of Israel.

They were not a great nation. At least not yet. They were not mighty warriors. They were children of slaves! Their generation was inexperienced and young, that none of them was older than 60 years old (anybody older than 20 when they left Egypt, were not allowed to see the Promised Land). Except for their new leader, Joshua, and another older man named Caleb.

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The distance from Egypt to Canaan if you travel by the most direct route, is about 250 miles. This is a trip that the Israelites could have completed in about a month. Even if they only walk 1 mile a day…..1 mile a day! Do you know how slow that is? A giant tortoise can walk a mile in 4 hours. So if they walk slower than a tortoise and even resting on Sabbaths, it would take them less than a year to reach the Promise Land. But how long did it take them to reach their destination? 40 long years!

I know sometimes in this life we are made to wander in the desert. Sometimes we experienced long delay, and I am not talking about airport terminals, but in achieving our goals in this life. Many times we are like little kids asking God, are we there yet? How long O Lord would we wait? The answer my dear brethren is, in His time. Yes, in God’s time.

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Back to the Israelites, finally their wandering was almost over. Finally they were in the boundary of entering the Promised land. Finally they were overlooking the land that had been promised for them, many years ago.

Only one more obstacle laid in their path: the mighty Jordan river.

Jordan. In Hebrew, Yarden. It is derived from the word meaning to “descend or flow down.” If we study the geography of Jordan from the part that flows out from the Sea of Galilee, down to where it ends up to the Dead Sea, it is about 60 miles. In this relatively short course, it has a rather steep descent, from 682 feet below sea level from Galilee, to 1300 feet below sea level at the Dead Sea (the lowest point on Earth). That’s a fall of 10 feet per mile, explaining the rapid currents.

The Jordan river near Gilgal, the location where the Israelites cross, was said to be only about 100 feet wide at times. But we were told that it was the harvest season and it was flooded in its banks, as the snow from the mountains flows to it. Those who visited this river during the spring season, claims that Jordan river can swell up to 1 mile. 1 mile wide!

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Jordan River flooding, circa 1930′s

(*photo from LifeintheHolyLand.com)

God made sure that if the people of Israel will cross Jordan it will not be through their own strength. They have to fully trust on the power of God.

My friends, we all have our Jordan. Something that we need to cross to get to the other side. Something that is blocking our path to reach our goals and destination. For some of us it is our poor health condition and illness. For some of us it is our financial predicament and difficulties. For some of us it is our strained or broken relationship. For some of us, they are some other problems that I have no idea, but you alone know what they are.

Brethren, our God is more mightier than our Jordan. He is bigger than the biggest problem we can encounter. He is more powerful than any obstacle laying in our path. And He will help us cross it, if we will fully trust in Him.

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(sermon adapted from the Book of Joshua)

Quitting my Day Job

I was again on-call the other weekend. After the extended hours of working a very long week (2 weeks that blended into each other), I felt exhausted and depleted. Am I getting tired of this profession? What if I call it quits today? Will I be able to survive on my current passion and skills other than being a physician?

I can give more time to writing. In fact, writing is my stress reliever, that’s why I still blog no matter how busy I get. I enjoy writing, maybe because I don’t have any deadlines or quota on how many articles I can spew out. I write only when I want, and is always on my terms. But that may change if I have to write to earn a living.

Talking about earning, I was offered an honorary* amount of $25 for every article that I contribute to a national newspaper in the Philippines. So that can provide enough money for a decent meal for a day. And on days I cannot produce an article, I guess I don’t eat. Forget about supporting a family or sending my children to college.

But maybe I can write a book that will be a bestseller. Then maybe my book will be adapted into a movie. Then I certainly have it made. I can dream, can’t I? Or maybe I can make big money from this blogging? Ha! Dream on.

How about if I pay more attention to my piano playing? I was asked to play for a funeral service once and I did it out of respect. I was not expecting anything in return, but was surprised when they gave me an honorary sum of $75 for about 30 minutes of playing. Not a bad gig at all! But then I need to find more dead people to play in their funeral to make this a living. (Hanap-patay instead of hanap-buhay.) That’s not a good wishful thinking.

Maybe I can hone on my violin playing once more and move back to New York City to play at the Lincoln Center. Did you think the concert hall at the Lincoln Center? No! I’ll play in the subway station at Lincoln Center. I read some news articles that panhandlers in New York City can make up to $200 – $300 a day! Really? Really.

I can also consider teaching or giving lectures. Last year, a national medical organization invited me to speak in one of their educational courses. I obliged to give the lecture since they prepared all the materials and slides, and all I have to do was present it. I did it for the love of teaching, but was delightedly surprised when they handed me an honorary fee of $200 for spending about 2 hours with them. They invited me again this year, and of course I said yes. Did I mention they gave me free lunch too?

Maybe I can be a traveling lecturer, like the ancient Greek philosophers. Maybe I can assume the title “Pedagog.” Or maybe I can be a motivational speaker. That will be great! But wait a minute. What if I am a lousy teacher? Or what if I am a boring speaker? And what if…….

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After giving so much thought on all these options, I have decided that I will keep my current day job……..for at least a little bit longer.

(*honorary job really means without pay, so an honorary fee is definitely less than its market value; in other words, they can pay you better but they wouldn’t)