BANANACUE
REPUBLIC
Vol I, No. 1
Sept 08, 2004
by Dulz Cuna
CONTENTS
Website:
Why Lomi?
Honestly,
I couldnt think of anything more appropriate. I had one for lunch and did
it heal a thousand brat gnawings in my body in this hot, sweltering
perimenopausal afternoon... Digging fork and
spoon into the bowl is like mantraed meditation, hoping particles of this,
that, would clean allthatmotherjazz drumming in alternate rhythm in my
body: 8:00am-migraine, 9:30am-flatulence, 10:57-asthma, 11:30am- hotflush...
etc, etc... So treating myself out with son Dane and daughter Dewi on LOMI
for Lunch at Felisa's Cafe wasn't a bad idea after all.
Well, Lomi is that popular thick soup with mixture of noodles, quekiam
balls, chinese cabbage, baguio beans, onions, eggs, shrimps, salt, pepper,
Chinese parsley...After a bowl of that my soul went into a hearty, "solb-na-solb"
afternoon. Lomi, a VIP recipe in a Chinese restaurant takes over the
precarious chicken that's made to don other vestments, either fried,
pekinged, hotpot, oyster-sauced...
The word "Lomi" not as a soup, has direct relations to Somatics, the
holistic healing of the mind, body and spirit--"Soma" is a Greek word for
the living body, which Thomas Hanna, Ph.D. (1928-1990, philosopher)
re-defined as the body experienced from within, where we experience
mind/body integration. In Hawaii, Lomi is a kind of healing massage and
not only a salmon recipe.. And jeepers, beetlejuice peepers! When I surfed
the Net, Lomi was also a Psychotherapy Clinic of Mind, Body and Spirit
Integration! - http://www.lomi.org/index.html - so much so for Lomi! So
why not Lomi?
So, the next time I do my yoga and
meditations, I'll treat myself to Lomi after and contemplate on the
diversity of the quekiam, the effervescent high of chinese cabbage and the
nirvana of shrimps...Lomi is one Swami's opium and this Crone's Rite of
Passage....
"Lomi is that
popular thick soup with mixture of noodles, quekiam balls, chinese
cabbage, baguio beans, onions, eggs, shrimps, salt, pepper, Chinese
parsley...After a bowl of that my soul went into a hearty, "solb-na-solb"
afternoon."