Tree Hug

Gan-ma in her last year on this planet

Gan-ma was an insatiable Tai Chi learner; she had the enthusiasm of a fresh student on her first day of discovering Tai Chi; she had the wisdom of a child and the playfulness of a sage

Gan-ma lived in a paradise garden on the island of Oahu

On her holidays, she would travel the world, searching for rare trees to hug

I was lucky enough to meet Gan-ma for two times in my life; on our first meeting, Gan-ma told me she did not hug people

I and the old pine tree of Manly remember Gan-ma’s embrace.