Why I do what I do

Why I created a store called Enchantments in Brooklyn and specialize in aura photographs.

It all began to click for me when I took an aura picture of myself in a metaphysical bookstore in Cambridge, Massachusetts when I was 18.

My aura, at the time, was white – and the description informed me that that’s the color of a spiritual teacher.

I didn’t believe it at the time.

I wanted to be something else; like maybe a writer, lawyer, or professor.

But in the back of my mind it made sense with who my grandmother was. [See bio]

My grandmother was ahead of her times.

My father’s side of the family was the poorest in their district in Taipei at time, and my grandmother supported 10 children, washing clothes for others. At 43 years old she left her family and abusive, alcoholic spouse to join a Buddhist monastery. 

She had to shave off her beautiful hair and don a robe that made her separate from society but equal to men at the time. That was the only way she could express what was inside her, which was a special spirit that projected more authority than was acceptable for women in Asian culture at the time.

She was illiterate because of the poverty in her surroundings but she was able to pick up Sanskrit more readily than traditional Chinese. I would say that both of us have the same reading level in Chinese. But her power with people came from a life of service. 

She was called often to bury the dead and to bless rice paddies and homes of unsettled spirits who died suddenly and violently during the White Revolution in Taiwan. These were the country’s top talent: the intelligencia– that were murdered in plain sight in front of their families to silence them, so they wouldn’t rise up in rebellion against a rogue government that fleed mainland China after the Communists took over. In her practice she led so many souls to the Other Side that more than a thousand people came to her funeral. The number of handkerchiefs from the funerals she administered was staggering: enough to fill a room.

During her life she had the ability to read people and know their fates. In addition to their traditional cannons, most monks and nuns are trained in esoteric knowledge to help heal and even release people of their karmic suffering. Through face reading, meditation and compassion – without asking for money in return; however, those who have the privilege of being in their company can feel the vibration of their life’s dedication and appreciate why they are centered in prayer in the world beyond this one.

My gift

As a child I always could sense things without knowing why. I sometimes could read people’s thoughts and have dreams about things. I knew exactly when I would get into a good high school, and I knew exactly that my best friend would only come in second place as a finalist in the Westinghouse. I practiced visualizing getting into Harvard from age 4, and I spent hours learning how to travel outside my body to places in my imagination when I was 11.

I never really thought much about it until I met my grandmother when I was 12. I saw her get up every morning at 5 a.m., practice yoga, read scriptures and walk around people in Chinatown, who would fall at their knees when she showed up and try to worship her.

I didn’t understand enough at the time but when I saw her again at 16, I knew that we were same; in so many ways.

I have had many more opportunities than she did in her lifetime but what she achieved with the little education she had is astounding. She reached the equivalent of a “cardinal” level in her religion. I don’t understand how she did it because she had no education. Service to others was her only calling card.

She has since passed for more than twenty years, but she is with me always. In my memory and in my practice.

I am Christian now but I have both Christianity and Buddhism in my upbringing. I can see how different each world is, just like I can see how the West is different from the East.

Many of you are that way, too, if you have bicultural families or have extended families. The world is increasingly more mixed, these days, and that’s a good thing for human evolution and the growth of Consciousness among all sentient beings.


In opening a metaphysical store, I wanted to create a unique space, where individuals could meet and delve into the Unknown in a comfortable setting. It was in that store in Cambridge, MA, that I found crystals, the books, the knowledge, the insights to begin my journey, and I wanted to give others that same opportunity to find themselves.

Knowing your purpose should not be blocked by religion or traditions that tell you to avoid hidden knowledge. We should all have access to teachers, resources and tools to find out about our purpose, so that we can get on with the business of fulfilling it.


From being sensitive to being successful

… this is a blog about my journey with being a sensitive in a 3D world and I invite you to share yours.

Where it all began for me

One crisp October night in 1987 I was called out to the luminous night sky. A freshman at Harvard College, I remember that strange night, where all of a sudden, I felt heaviness in my heart and my ears buzzed nonstop with worry and fear. My proctor came out to see if I was okay. I was not. But I was too stunned to cry; I don’t even remember what I said to him. I just felt overwhelmed by the pain of that moment, unable to escape the Din. A heavy cloud of misery that descended on me and stayed with me.

It was the next day that newspapers headlined the day to Black October, one of the worst times in economic history. There began my journey of being able to hear and feel the screams and struggles of others far away.

I couldn’t concentrate on any homework that season.

Even though my head was buried in the books and I was taking notes, my mind was with those people calling me.

That year I almost flunked out. My confidence plummeted, because I thought I was consciously working so hard but I spiritually had checked out.

Every time I took the Amtrak Metroliner (a train) from my home in New Jersey to start another season of school, I’d have to take a Valium. When I was in school I didn’t know what it was, or where it was coming from, but I could feel and hear people. In so many cases, it was more than I really wanted to know.

I was an archaeology major then and things only intensified when I visited ancient battlefields, cemeteries and other fated grounds. I began to study everything I could get my hands on to understand what I going through. I didn’t know but I dove into astrology, metaphysics, and early religions, anything I could get my hands on to understand what I was going through but not a lot of books existed at the time.

I was using chemical analysis on religious artefacts and reliquaries and spent 6 years in scientific laboratories, using mass spectrometers and other methods at the National Bureau of Standards (now called NIST), Smithsonian, and the Fogg Museum, trying to authenticate objects, meanwhile my hands and instincts were telling me another story. As I discovered, and as Arthur Koestler puts it, “Science allows us to glimpse [only] fragments of reality.”  No pun intended but there is always more than meets the eye. 

Fragments of reality: the physical realm is only one aspect

I never felt satisfied knowing that, as archaeologists, we can only sample 1% of the surviving remnants of a culture, and then proceed to write authoritative conclusions about an indigenous people.

During the two years I took off to take care of my family and travel, I saw that museums and universities only cared about publishing the scientific view (however limited and distorted), and their administrators only concerned themselves with charging admission.

Never the Truth. 

I was more impressed with the entrepreneurs, such as antique gallery owners or scientists and chemical engineers working Corning Glass and Dow Chemical, that I met along the way. 

Even books written by amateurs with a passion were so much better than academic press publications. They seemed more open-minded, were more willing to grant you permission to test their collections, and leaned more towards “making sense” out of data rather than complicating it.

From hearing your voices to finding you

Life didn’t improve from the time I graduated to my first job.

People didn’t understand me. I was so different from others. They ostracized me. 

No matter how hard I worked, someone found a way to keep me from a raise or stab me in the back. I could only respond with indifference and hide my pain. 

I didn’t know this at the time but my aura was so interweaved with others that my energy always confused people. 

 Since people tend to reject what they can’t understand or feel is different, I began to hide who I was, my education and all my accomplishments to blend in.

I watched with despair when other people with less substance got promoted.

Bad luck surrounded me.

Countless number of times, I’d be triggering all kinds of authorities, including Scotland Yard, the Egyptian police, and the CFA Institute, and getting in trouble for no reason, except being involved with troubled clients, wrong place/wrong timing, or a case of mistaken identity, respectively.

See bio (for part 2)

It was only until I was 26 that I met a teacher by accident through an interviewer, with whom I shared my gift of reading. It was this teacher that was able to take me under her wing and teach me how to use my gift. And it’s my goal here share with you some of those lessons, as well as ones I discovered on my own.

About me

I was a Westinghouse (now Intel) finalist at 16 and Ford Foundation scholar and graduated with a summa cum laude thesis in college. I started out a scientist (an archaeologist) but 

ended up in Wall Street for 20 years. I’ve worked with university publishing houses, biotech and pharmaceutical companies, corporations both in-house and on the consulting side, represented one of the world’s largest advertising agency during one of the roughest, accounting moments in its history, and helped companies of all sizes tell their stories and find funding; I’ve worked in government trade bureaus, teaching, and 

even independent tv and film. Then for the past eight years I have worked as a consultant on my own as well as a full-time psychic.

My main avocation is endurance sports. I’ve won 1st place internationally in Dragon Boat racing, which is a synchronized rowing sport in Asia, and have helped coach teams to win against the most formidable opponents.

I have succeeded and failed in so many different disciplines, it’s impossible to put my expertise in just one category. But if there is any way I can put it plainly, I am spiritual person making a living in the business world. I can’t pretend to be otherwise. I can bridge both worlds, and I can heal in both worlds. That took 40 years of training that was secret and a very privileged but lonely road.

My ethnic background

I am 100% Hakka Chinese. There aren’t too many people in this world that are full blooded #Hakka any more.

We are known to be #frugal, #hardworking people that will probably eat about anything alive; we have a talent for #languages and a canny ability in #business and #trade.

Hakka means “guest peoples”

and we have been nomads in Asia, even though many of us draw our ancestry to Hakka-speaking provincial areas of Guangdong, Fujian, Jiangxi, Guangxi, Sichuan, Hunan, Zhejiang, Hainan and Guizhou (see map above).

We are the most diasporic group among ethnic Chinese and can be found in Taiwan, Suriname, India, Bangladesh, Malaysia, Singapore, Indonesia, Vietnam (known as Ngai people), Thailand, Timor-Leste and Burma. You can find Hakka people everywhere, including Australia, Brunei, Canada, the United States, and to many countries in Europe, South Africa and Mauritius, on the islands of the Caribbean (Jamaica and Trinidad and Tobago), and in Central and South America, particularly in Panama and Brazil.


We are known to be revolutionaries. Overseas Hakkas have figured prominently in the politics of the countries they dwell in, such as Sun Yat-sen, founding father of modern #China; many members of the Communist Party of Chian; former president of Taiwan, Lee Teng-Hui, who is known for bringing democracy to the Taiwanese people; Tsai Ing-wen, the current president of #Taiwan and first and only popularly elected female President in Chinese history; and Lee Kuan-Yew, founding father of modern Singapore and first Prime Minister; Lee Hsien Loong, current Prime Minister of #Singapore; and Martin Lee, the father of democracy of #Hong Kong, Yap Ah Loy, founder of modern Kuala Lumpur, capital of #Malaysia; Low Fang Pak, founder and president of Republic of Lanfang in West Kalimantan; Hasan Karman, the first Chinese Mayor of #Indonesia; Thaksin Shinawatra, only Prime Minster of #Thailand to be re-elected; Yingluck Shinawatra, first and only Prime Minister of Thailand; Sok An, Deputy Prime Minister, #Cambodia; Ne Win, paramount leader of Myanmar for three decades; San Yu and Khin Nyunt, prime minister of #Myanmar; Pedro Lay, first Chinese Cabinet Minister of #Timor-Leste; 

Outside Asia, Hakkas figure prominently

Penny Wong, first Chinese and first Asian Cabinet member in #Australia; Gaston Tong Sang, President, #French Polynesia; Nat Wei, Baron Wei, first #British born person of Chinese origin in the House of Lords, UK; Andre Thien Ah Koon, first and only Chinese elected to the #French National Assembly and the first Chinese elected to a parliament in Europe; Varina Tjon-A-Ten, first Chinese elected to the House of Representatives, #Netherlands; Arthur Church, first President, #Guyana; Solomon Hochoy, first Chinese head of state in a non-Asian country, #Trinidad and Tobago; Hendrick Chin A Sen, President and Prime Minister of #Suriname; Rose Leo, first Chinese and first female Cabinet Minister, #Jamaica; and William Boss Wu, first and only Chinese elected to the National Congress of #Brazil.

Molded out of years of living in the mountainous regions, many military writers have attested to the Hakka spirit. We are survivors; we have “a very high threshold for pain,” as Lee Kuan Yew, founding father of modern Singapore noted. As Thaksin Shinawatra, Prime Minister of Thailand wrote, “There is a piece of important experience not found in books, that is the Hakka people fine moral qualities in doing business based on integrity. This is the most precious legacy left behind by my Hakka forefathers.”

Hakka Women – grounded in labor

In Han society, Hakka women were always workers – never able to bind their feet as dictated by the fashion mores at the time. Instead, we were matriarchs – both competent in the field as well as keeping a tidy and organized home. Property passed through the women in our society; and subsequently, our traditions are old-fashioned, organic and self-reliant. The Han women in contrast had to be carried everywhere. 

Because the group was so migrant, the men left for world while leaving the women in charge of the community — something unheard of in Chinese society. In fact, the labour of Hakka women was so prominent that an ancestral worship was altered to include them as icons. They were known for “tilling the fields, collecting firewood, weaving cotton, making clothes, and taking care of the food supply,” according to historian Adria Chan-Wyles. Hakka women even participated as soldiers in the Communist revolution, as they were tough and selfless. 

Reaching up for humanity

My grandmother took it one step further. Becoming ascetic was the only way she could express what was inside her, which was a special spirit that projected more authority than was acceptable for women in Asian culture at the time.

In her practice she led so many souls to the Other Side. In addition to their traditional cannons, most monks and nuns are trained in esoteric knowledge to help heal and even release people of their karmic suffering. Without asking for money in return, she served thousands. Those who have the privilege of being in her company could feel the vibration of her dedication; for very few would sacrifice everything in order to stay centered in prayer for others and steadfastly focus on the world beyond this one.

Inheriting this heritage and its massive responsibility

I am not Buddhist but I have both Christianity and Buddhism in my upbringing. I can see how different each world is, just like I can see how the West is different from the East, and my life work has been to articulate that for others. 

Many of you are that way, too, if you have bicultural families or have extended families. The world is increasingly more mixed, these days, and that’s a good thing for human evolution and the growth of Consciousness among all sentient beings.

In addition to being Hakka Chinese, I am connected to Native American culture. Even though I have no relations whatsoever in this lifetime to these indigenous people, many of my values are consistent with this culture. In part it is the reliance on Nature, because of the scarcity of resources my people encountered. In part it also the persecution of our ways by a dominant group. 

Why I named this blog TelepathyNation 

In our pursuit of technology we have lost sight of our humanity. In particular, we have been anesthetized to pain, and our devices threaten to make sleeping zombies of all of us, as we mechanically go from one moment to the next.


To the destruction of the Earth and its inhabitants and our souls.

A nation to the Native American may be comprised of many tribes, just as my ancestry is comprised of many ethnicities based on geography, but is unified by one common language. 

This language is universal when we access it in a state of unconditional love. It’s only been forgotten —  suppressed by society. 

Our purpose together

In this era, I believe our generation and the children to come are here to rediscover our gifts and re-trace our genealogy to its Divine origins. That is the purpose of awakening. When we re-discover it we know that there is no separation between us, as in the photo of the monks above. 

If we truly want to survive in this modern world we need to protect that which is the most sacred: our soul. We could be served productively by the lives of those who can straddle both worlds: 

  1. to incorporate the spiritual in our daily lives; 
  2. sharpen up to know which path to take; and 
  3. use that Knowledge to create the peace and harmony we crave. 

In accordance with my Hakka roots, I am here to preserve the best of my grandmother’s and other cultural traditions for future generations.