Hi, I'm KiKi. Born in Tokyo, raised in Los Angeles, I moved back to Japan in my twenties, and now live in New York City. This blog is about finding and telling stories in: Writing, Yoga, Performances, Art, Japan, and of course, New York City. Thank you for being here!
Category Archives: Writing
New Column Begins!
The front desk receptionists must have wondered what we were doing there. My best friend and I were just out of college and working our first jobs. There was no way we could afford to stay in the luxurious hotel
New Column Begins!
The front desk receptionists must have wondered what we were doing there. My best friend and I were just out of college and working our first jobs. There was no way we could afford to stay in the luxurious hotel
The Girl Effect Near You
A girl stands in the middle of the stage. The spotlight beams upon her. The world around her fades into darkness, all eyes focus on her. What will she do? What will she say? What’s her message? Who is she?
The Girl Effect Near You
A girl stands in the middle of the stage. The spotlight beams upon her. The world around her fades into darkness, all eyes focus on her. What will she do? What will she say? What’s her message? Who is she?
I’m Goin’ Back To Cali
Hi there, I’m in California, home sweet home. “Coming home” has always been a theme of mine, as I’ve needed to base-touch in L.A. once or twice every year for the past fifteen years, after spending a few frenzied months
I’m Goin’ Back To Cali
Hi there, I’m in California, home sweet home. “Coming home” has always been a theme of mine, as I’ve needed to base-touch in L.A. once or twice every year for the past fifteen years, after spending a few frenzied months
Day 90 – The Finish Line
Three months ago, I set out to write a 90-day blog. I had no idea what I was doing. I just heard a call, lying in bed at 2AM, to not waste a single moment more and start writing now.
Day 90 – The Finish Line
Three months ago, I set out to write a 90-day blog. I had no idea what I was doing. I just heard a call, lying in bed at 2AM, to not waste a single moment more and start writing now.
Day 88 – Don’t Question What You’re Doing
I’ve got two more days to go (after today) on my 90-day blog challenge. How about that. That these past few months have been transformative is an understatement, though it’s impossible to pinpoint when and where the changes (miniscule on
Day 88 – Don’t Question What You’re Doing
I’ve got two more days to go (after today) on my 90-day blog challenge. How about that. That these past few months have been transformative is an understatement, though it’s impossible to pinpoint when and where the changes (miniscule on
Day 85 – Excruciating Shyness
(This post was scheduled to go up yesterday…it was written and ready to go. Wonder what happened. Well, here we go!) I’m excruciatingly shy. Unless you find me as words written across the screen or notebook, in which I come
Day 85 – Excruciating Shyness
(This post was scheduled to go up yesterday…it was written and ready to go. Wonder what happened. Well, here we go!) I’m excruciatingly shy. Unless you find me as words written across the screen or notebook, in which I come
Day 79 – Winding Down
Winding down in more ways than one. I’m talking about my teacher training, of course, which I’m one day away from completing (but first my brain must fry – writing this mini-post is my study break today). But also, I
Day 79 – Winding Down
Winding down in more ways than one. I’m talking about my teacher training, of course, which I’m one day away from completing (but first my brain must fry – writing this mini-post is my study break today). But also, I
Day 60 – Getting To Zero
I’m finally going out there and experiencing life instead of just writing about it. It’s nice. But the amount of learning that took place this week is enough to make a girl take in prosciutto-and-arugula takeout pizza on a Saturday
Day 60 – Getting To Zero
I’m finally going out there and experiencing life instead of just writing about it. It’s nice. But the amount of learning that took place this week is enough to make a girl take in prosciutto-and-arugula takeout pizza on a Saturday
Sitting With These Words Takes Courage
Words are courage. Courageous words. Many of you may have come across this quote before, but no matter how many times I read it, it still jolts a nerve inside me, waking me up to what could be. (I use
Sitting With These Words Takes Courage
Words are courage. Courageous words. Many of you may have come across this quote before, but no matter how many times I read it, it still jolts a nerve inside me, waking me up to what could be. (I use
The Butterfly Rarely Admits How It Got To Be Beautiful
I haven’t run out of things to say. I’m not sure what day it is – 42 or 43, not counting on purpose – here on the 90-day Challenge, and nearly halfway into it, I haven’t run out of things
The Butterfly Rarely Admits How It Got To Be Beautiful
I haven’t run out of things to say. I’m not sure what day it is – 42 or 43, not counting on purpose – here on the 90-day Challenge, and nearly halfway into it, I haven’t run out of things
