Curations

Sense of ritual

As a child, Lunar New Year was filled with rituals that stretched on forever: visiting flower markets on the first day, returning to Mom’s hometown on the second, sleeping in without guilt on the third, welcoming deities and appeasing spirits on the fourth, and opening shop on the fifth in hopes of great fortune. Especially after years of turbulence, watching a festive film during the holidays has become both a small indulgence and a quiet affirmation that life still holds its rhythm. A moment to feel that flutter of the heart, or to follow one’s instincts without question— letting that sense of tradition, pure and timeless, softly settle in, like a long-lost lover returning, slowly making their way toward us…