Beautiful gift

I feel so touched so touched...listening, watching, feeling how someone expresses her talent so naturally and beautifully. And this is exactly what I love to do. To live authentically and express my truth. My truth in longing wanting, to inspire people to express their gift. It's a beautiful thing.

Quality of life vs Standard of life

I actually had a brilliant morning! A fulfilling one! Here's what I have done so far:
7:30  Woke up naturally. Stretching. Breathing, feeling alive watching my hands in the morning light. (No sun though. A cooling morning.)

7:45  Do my "squats" and "semi push ups" (Well I'm still working on doing a full one. One step at a time."

8:05  Sit on my rainbow "meditation cushion" and peep at the clock to see how long I could sit still. (Target 30 mins). Closed my eyes, crossed legs position, looking at the back/ inner darkness of my eye lids (well this is what is commonly told during those brief meditation workshops), "watch/ feel" my breathing through my nostrils (not quite successfully, because half the time, I'm trying to locate my breathes and in turn I get kinda out of breathe), watch the thoughts pass (well, there sure are so many thoughts (like a traffic jam during peak hour, didn't pass that smoothly. But well first timer. At least I remember that it's ok to have a little noise here and there. Good thing! I managed to stay pretty still and sit pretty straight while not intensifying my body. There are birds chirping, construction going on, buses moving, curtain flapping in the wind. Fan moving.....) Not exactly a meditation, but it's a first step and I decided to give credit for that. Oh I realise, for goodness sake, I am such a person who put in effort for almost everything I do, even breathing or relaxing. The thing is relaxing and effort doesn't seems to be that good friends of one another.

8:30  Voila! I managed to open my eyes and there it is the clock strike 8:30! 25mins of sitting on my magic rainbow cushion. Washed up and head down to park behind my house.

8:40  Slow jog in the park. Good breeze. I do love this park more because it seems less people walking around. (Remembering what I read about posture of jogging, fingers gently touches palm, breathing 4 times in n exhale 4 times out (according to AR), chin not jutting out (I realise this is a very good point, I seems to be able to breathe more while remembering to keep my vision ahead but not jutting out my chin for breathe), knees bent a little but not too much, lower legs not stretched out too much. Well I didn't manage to jog complete round the park, but for someone who a week ago was catching breathe walking that park, today's seems like an accomplishment.

9:00 Head home (which is just climbing a flight of stairs up. I feel damn good that I climbed those few steps without the usual heavy panting) Saw a resident cat sitting, snoozing on the bonnet of a car, parked beside the void deck. Didn't have any phone camera with me.

9:05  Took sips of water slowly and regulate my breathe. Sit beside my dad, have a little chat about daily affairs (news on new policies and price hike of public transport, his knees hurting), soothe his knees by touching them slowly and telling him he got smooth skin. Little touch and conversation but means a great lot to me.

9:30 Shower time!

9:45 Bring out laundry for some sunshine or breeze

10:00 Sitting at my desk (I do look forward to a new right height desk and chair when we moved into our new nest because current desk height and chair is not really conducive for working.)

10:20  Done with posting this here. Time for breakfast!

*Note: a little reminder for myself and anyone else... we all know health and our body is the most important thing, physiology is at the base of Maslow's Hierarchy of needs (one of my favourite idealogy) yet all these while, I was trying to scale that pyramid and get to the peak of it (which is self actualization) without accepting or acknowledging that I didn't get the foundation strong enough. Knowledge is one thing. Our daily action is what matters. Sometimes things happen for a reason. A week ago, I fainted in the train, yea dropped blank on the floor, perhaps without a minute of consciousness, my body went numb. Breathing hard. There is a sudden fear of what if this is it. The peak of self actualization not only seems furthest, it seems the least important at those moments. All I wanted was to feel my body again, to be able to move my every body parts at my will. (This is really such an amazing gift that most of us seems to neglect most.) Laying on the hospital bed, watching how water/ glucose was connecting to my veins and flowing into my blood. This is another "revelation"; whatever food or drink we took goes into our blood and tells a story and quality of our life. This is such a simple knowledge. I'm sure we all know. Clearly, knowing is not enough. I always believe in setting goal, grand mission of our life because it determines the standard of our living. But what is more important is not standard of living, it is the quality of living. Standard of living could mean getting certain amount of monetary values, the pride of being accomplished, the ability to give and create. Quality of living is a whole new dimension; it is how well you breathe, how we are working with our body as one literally, what we feed our body, our blood (that's our life line), how clear is our mind, how agile is our body. Our each pulse is a gift and we are given the responsibility and the chance to take good care of it. (I never feel so strongly about this or perhaps I am not even aware of these little skipping of my heartbeats till the moment I was laying on that bed, tied down with wire and drips, while all I could do is watching my heart beats on the little monitor beside the bed.) To live is not to set goal. To live is simply to breathe.

I'm thankful for life. I'm loving it. Every seconds of it.

Time for breakfast!

Soulbirds union with love and joy

Soulbirds are married! Finally! Yes! I'm still listening to "Love is a gift" song as I'm writing this. This is my new life's anthem. Whenever I hear this, I'm filled with so much gratitude and love. For two person from different life to finally unite as one new life.. it is such a joyful moment. It don't just happen overnight. It takes lot of patience, understanding, love and most of all gratitude & appreciation. The certificate of marriage is nothing compared to the a year long of preparation processes, the little hiccups, the differences in concept of planning. It is really quite a process! We were terrified being caught in such process that involves more than just us but families. To think back now, it is perhaps a necessary step to prepare both of us to grow to a next stage of life. Always find a way to work together. Be patient and always holds gratitude in your heart is the key to all relationship. We are fortunate to have friends, loved ones around us to support us and make our wedding a blast! yeah! The moment just before you said the vow is one moment you wont truly understand till you actually doing it. I always wonder why do woman tears during the vow. I thought it was about being so touched. But being at that moment myself, I think its a mixture of anxiousness and gratitude. Anxiousness in taking a leap into an unknown, making that commitment that you will stick together no matter what. Gratitude in having found this person you are willing to take a leap with, you are willing to hold his hands wherever you go and grow old together with. It is no small deal. I'm like a bird, I love to fly, explore and wander. To finally meet someone who can fly together with me is what I'm really grateful for.

Lose yourself to dance

love this video:) feeling much love and joy arising. And yeah can't wait to lose myself to dance. haha

Asking good question

"These days when young people tell me they want to be lawyers, I tell them to go for it, but be aware that the real thing is nothing quite like the movies." -quoted from an article written by an IT journalist in the paper, speaking of his experience of discovering how being a lawyer is not meant for him after working in the law industry for 4 years. The article is beautifully written and most of all, it strike a chord. Well I'm no lawyer. Toy around with that idea long way back when I was still in elementary school. But decided designing is more exciting. Yeah! I get to create and have a chance to make a difference or so I thought. It sounds awesomely cool to be called a designer isn't it.

2 years in design agency proves to be more depressing than exciting. Late night works, last minute changes to make logo bigger and fill in catalog with as much products as possible as requested by the client. We don't get to deal with clients directly because there is a role called account exec. That means we have no voice to speak and sell our ideas at all. I got out of agency, grasping for life, doing occasional freelance works and it's just so common to meet clients who take freelancers as "free lunch" literally, not paying or late payment for works that consist of endless amendments. Went on with a few other stints as insurance advisor, computer art teacher for the kids and etc. I never really lose my roots in design.

I'm lucky to meet a toy company and got in as a designer who does almost everything under the sun. Of all things I learnt over the course of my years being a designer, something I'm glad I didn't missed out is that no matter what you do, what you work, eventually it all comes full circle to a lesson of life. I learn about love, giving, truthfulness, big hearts, managing expectation, making the best out of emotion. What I remember most of my days as a designer are the zest in the discussion of a "big idea" with colleagues, friends. The little sweet and sometimes silly things people do.

I have seen friends parting the glamourous ad agency and doing completely different things but with so much more fulfillment.

Time will change, glamour will fade, dream will change as we grow. Movies are fictional. The fact is there is a long story, hard work behind every job, every role. It is up to us to make it a love story.

Work is love made visible. "- Kahlil Gibran

I'm thankful of all lessons I get being a designer. It gives me the space to reconnect with myself and constantly challenging myself by asking question out of the box. In life as much as design, asking good question proves pivotal to a breakthrough.

Who owes you?

“Even after all this time, the Sun never says to the Earth, you owe me.”
~ Hafez

Imagine what life would be like with a love like that?...

Grass Cutting

It's grass cutting time again... It's not something I like... But I guess it's a necessary evil in our urban environment.

Some call it landscaping, some liken it to grooming, others simply call it scheduled maintenance. For these workers, it's just work.

I was once pretty pissed off with this whole grass cutting thing cos I witnessed the destruction it caused to a beautiful colony of ladybirds. I once found this whole tribe of ladybirds & one day, they were nearly totally eliminated after such a scheduled maintenance.

This particular group worked in a team of five, two on each side of the road, plus one man trailing behind blowing away the cut grass.

I am a Photographer

I might not be able to stop time,
but I can capture the moment.
I might not be able to stall death,
but I can immortalise memories.
I am Alex Chua.
I am a Photographer.

There is no hiding from the new year.

I was greeted by a stunning display of fireworks as I approached home last night. This was the first time in my 30 years of living here that there is fireworks right within the estate itself. The beautiful display lit up the night for families that gathered at the communal area to herald in the new year.

There is no hiding from the new year. There is no hiding from life. There is no hiding from sharing your sparks. There is no hiding from sharing your legacy. There is no hiding from your destiny.

May this new year be a year full of love, laughter & light for you & your family.

Celebrating the Completion of a Life Legacy

More important than being a time for mourning, death should be a celebration of a life beautifully lived.

A time to remember all those wonderful moments spent will amazing people; family & friends.

A time to celebrate the completion of a person's life legacy.

A time for sharing lots of love, laughter & light.

A time to share your sparks.

Seeing in different angles

Designed some simple graphics patterns with colourful shapes like hour glasses and disintegrated hourglass to illustrate time.

"Time is not about how much we accomplished. It's about how much we choose to live." - wrote this on the card to remind myself to live instead of keep trying to achieve.

I value growth and achievement. But thought there could b other perspectives to it.

Something I'm quite proud of today:
Kept quiet throughout meeting instead of trying to offering solutions to situations where any solutions given would be deem useless in some way.

Instead I learnt to smile more and engage in getting to know someone more. Her daughter is beautiful. Charming cheerful smile like hers.

I do a little humor as I allow my heart to be lighter today. Instead of being frustrated on certain unnecessary requests and pull a long face, I smile and crack a joke.

I did some technical drawings which would usually agitate me and make me doubt my worth. Again humor works a little and guess after the black out. episode recently, I kind of learn to take things easier. I drew them as instructed by bro bear who sat right beside me. Instead of sounding frustrated or uncooperative, I asked for his comments, how he wanted it and tried my best to illustrate what he have in mind. And as for my worth, well guess even though drawing technical stuffs is not what I would consider an exciting challenge or proud achievements, I did help to put what is in the mind to the paper. (that's a designer's original job anyway).

Had dinner with Bird, browse a book on many "whys" on earth, that kind of satisfy my quest or thirst for growth somehow. Yea it's not something phenomenon that I learnt or achieve but well any increase in knowledge is baby steps of human growth isn't it.

Lessons, holiday, life

Baby durian found in ubin:) There are soft!

Birds gliding in the sky in evening

I love Cycling.. in nature:D

Beautiful flower spotted by Bird

sitting by the pool, dreaming of being rich

"Swimming" love the view!!

Bird trying to snap a pic of a cat with jade color eyes:)

These been how I spent my time past few days, in fact over the weekends. My one week leave is coming to an end. Tomorrow is back to work. But before I slipped back into a every day's routine, thought I could note some of my experience here:

Had a great time at weekend stay over at Changi Village hotel. Well mainly because the rooftop with quiet swimming pool that opens up to the vastness of sea view and unlike roof top in MBS (which is cluttered with all sort of people), its really simple and idyllic here with birds chirping and flying around. And in the evening, there are bars, local or asian food line up just beside the hotel. It's like an island within an island feel for me. It's a short boat ride to Ubin which opens up to a rustic nature, birds soaring in the evening sky. I saw a pair of toucan birds, large birds, swallows, wild boars, many dogs and baby durian, a beautiful tranquil quarry lake with such nice water. And I'm grateful that I have Bird with me in all these beautiful pictures:)

A lesson about Richness:

In the evening, sitting by the pool with Bird, soaking in the ambiance, browsing magazine that showcases luxury watches, I can't help wondering how could I be rich, what business could I do to be rich to enjoy such exclusivity. I fight for growth, fight for increment, fight for fulfilment but being rich is never in my mind. I just wanted to have enough. What's enough? Well now to think of it, I'm not quite sure of that definition except that perhaps I'm being brought up to do enough, earn enough and keep trying to make enough. But the moment of tranquility by the pool opens up another perspective, another possibilities; Being rich is not for the rich only, being rich is for everyone. Richness comes in many forms. Being with Bird is an enriching experience. Being able to watch the birds and sunset, smell the flowers is richness. Love is richness. Most of all, it's alright to be rich. Maybe some of us are brought up in environment, thinking being rich means sacrifices of time, love and peace. But that night, something shifted in my mind or perhaps soul, rich is enriching. Rich can means growth, exclusivity, contributions, embrace of people, sharing joy, love and peace, power to give and many more. Rich encompasses different interconnectedness among various emotions. To be rich in monetary term, perhaps we have to begin with feeling rich in our consciousness (awareness), feel rich to give.

A lesson on how negotiating conflict in times of crisis is possible:

At night, we decided to watch a seminar video held by Tony Robbins, Negotiating conflict: Leadership in times of crisis. It is amazing how he bring clarity to two persons on polar ends to see each other eyes to eyes and eventually working together to form a association to spread peace. Something that I remember strongly was the subject on the four archetypes that exist in all of us and how to draw power from it. The warrior, magician, lover, sovereign.

A lesson on time:

I been reading a book by Mitch Albom; Timekeeper. "Time became the most precious commodity" something quoted from the book. It has somehow appear in my life for a good reason. At least I think so. I been always worry about not having enough time to do whatever I wanted to do. I worry that I would die too soon with too much dreams unfulfilled. This book shows me a different perspective about time. There is no such thing as time, if we human were not to count it or associate it to something else. We yearn for more time or faster or slower time, all because we associated time to something in our life. Just like I associated tomorrow; Monday to a work day because I have to be at somewhere doing something and everyone calls that a work day. But do we have to? Every day we are doing something, so at work or not, it doesn't have to be known as Monday. Can we associate Monday to fun, excitement? Well we can! And this one week holiday have made me aware of time somehow. Because as each day passes, I'm like getting stressed up about having to go back to work, to face some things that I'm not exactly happy about. But Monday is our time. Besides work, there could be alot more in it. Looking at my activities in one short week, I have many interactions with people, experiences, play, good food, nature, birds, love, knowledge and etc. None of these is really work. I have an issue of not being productive enough. But somehow my heart teaches me that productivity is not about how much work is accomplished but how much I have lived. I do feel that I live a great lot! Being with people I love, experiences that are uplifting. Time perhaps is how much space we gift ourselves. Perhaps guess I would have more to learn after finish reading the book. But right now, yeah! Let us create a space as large as we want in our life.

A lesson on breaths and vision:

I have always have difficulties in breathing once in a long while. Usually at over crowded places with thin air. My vision would turn green, my limbs would be slightly numb and sometimes, my vision would turn black. Yea. I would black out. Some open air and inhaler is good to bring me back. Yesterday, as I had an blackout episode in a bus while sitting down beside Bird. I was pretty much ok, alive, just a little sleepy. I leaned on Bird's shoulder and feeling uncomfortable with the position, I sat up and readjust myself. And suddenly, my vision turned green, breaths became short. Thinking that I would be fine after a while, I was not as fearful. Bird quickly used an inhaler for me to breathe. But my vision turned black. Yes I have consciousness. I tried opening my eyes, but I could only see black. Nothing. I hear voices around me. My limbs turned weak and I lost my strength to speak. Now, I'm really freaking out. I didn't think my life has come to an end. Not like this. That is my thought. I never really like black colour. People in design industry would know white is not a colour. But to me, black is not a colour because it's simply so dark that allows no light to go through, how could colour exist. Of course I know the science of it. But science cant really justify a lot of how we feel. I was so afraid, my thought was so loud "don't tell me I can't see anymore." Bird managed to get me out of the bus, I manage to caught a glimpse of light. But I still can't breathe well, felt really weak. I was so glad Bird is around. Bird brought me to clinic, doctor didn't find anything particularly wrong with me. Very slowly, I breathe again. I regained my energy bit by bit. Everything happened so fast it seems, yet it seems to be a long time. Being able to regain my vision, my energy back to my limbs, my voice, I realise I have so much. Many times, I am obsess with having a vision (a purpose), a dream in life. I have vision to see, to view, to appreciate. That's already a lot. Breathe is invisible, colorless, yet it's something we can't do without. What other things in life are invisible yet we can't do without? This is worth some thoughts.

Life in rainbow

Have been finding it so hard to settle down and write even though ideas, thoughts, words have been popping in and out. Finally, I'm on leave. Long awaited. Though it's just a few days but sometimes all you need is just that few days to get away from things, responsibilities for others and be responsible for myself. Jump out of bed, paranoid about work, make some phone calls and texts to settle things. Go back to bed and can't sleep. Woke up to breakfast and reading papers. Started raining heavily as the sun comes out to join the fun. My mum was saying the weather is mad. I told her excitedly "that means there is chance for rainbow!" I don't know exactly why I love rainbow so much! I just get excited each time I see one, knowing each one is a miracle that I seen. 

Because rainbow is created only at that precise angle where the sun shines its light on the little droplets of moisture in earth's atmosphere.

It shows the beautiful colours in a spectrum of light which we don't usually see in light we experience. In fact, I google about rainbow and visibility and realise its a gift that human can see such beautiful colours because most animals can't, except birds!!! Birds could see wider range of colors than us!! aww that is getting me sooo excited!!! And Im thankful that Birds can see colours because if not, they wouldn't know the beauty of their feathers eh. We tends to forget the gifts we have as human and not able to see our true power and beauty within. It is always here. We are born with gifts, it is up to us to unwrap each gift and let it shine. 

Speaking of rainbow, I used to look for it and hope I could see one. I will look up the sky and wonder where are the rainbow. How come I don't see one. I will feel disappointed when it seems everyone sees it except me and when I really do see one, I hope it could last longer. Or there are times when I literally run after a rainbow, trying to catch a better glimpse of it, but by the time, I reach there, its gone. I was disappointed once again. 

However, what I really miss is not the rainbow. What I really miss is living, life, miracles because beauty of rainbow exists in me. 

It is a gift that I am born to be able to witness rainbows. 

Each of us is like a light. We are made of beautiful colors. 

We can choose to recognize our colors, our gifts and let it shine.

There is no need to be disappointed where everyone sees it except me. Because the rainbow already exist in us, in the things we see, in our perspectives of things, in the life we touch. 

There is no need to wish it lasts longer because we can choose to let our "rainbow" shines, paint a beautiful picture and let our beauty lasts as long as we want.

There is no need to chase after rainbow because it is here. It has always been. 

Well,  I didn't see rainbow in the sky today. But as I look up, here's a beautiful sun rays shining through the dark clouds, shining its glorious beauty upon us. I wonder how many have witness this moment? Are we getting too used to being too busy to look up the sky and marvel at its grandeur? How many things have we missed when we are busy making things happen? 

This reminds me of a line in the song "Beautiful boy" by John Lennon; 

"Life is just what happens to you,

While your busy making other plans,"

Good Sunday!

It's been a good hot sunny Sunday! Here's alittle of what I have done so far:
Had a good sleep. Wake up to sunny weather and the cute Dino pic from Gozi!
Had cold shower and handmade dumpling by mum!
Browse few lovely blogs.
Saw the birds in nest pictures by Bird!
Started writing or trying to write Gozi Bee's story
Lunch with mum (yeah I eat alot when I'm at home)
Continue writing! Bubbles flying! Bee is high! Watched videos by walk off the earth! Perfect to get me into a lalala land mode to do whatever feels great!
Eat a juicy slice of watermelon like a kid! Because I was trying to multi task and endup with water melon juice on face because I'm too lazy to hold up the slice to munch. I dug my head into the water melon from the container.
Browse some blogs Gozi sent me! Lovely pictures and caught one which get me dreaming of one day having a home office like it; simple, neat, small setup doing what we love and inspiring everyone to live joy now! Oh and **brilliant thing is I text Gozi about my dream" she actually have the same thought!! That's simply awesome!
Continue my writing while munching some kiddo old school sweet flower cookies and lalala finally completes it and loving it!
It's good to feel great about what we are doing isn't!? Hehe
Receives a text from an ex colleague more like "fairy god mother" to me, she has changed our conversation group of me, Bird and her to titled "life? Love? Passion?"!! Wow! That's exactly what bird and I have been talking about, playing with and totally excited about! Synchronicity?! Yeah!! Or Yeahey!!! Hehe Bird's favourite energizer line! I love it!

Live Life like a Party!

"Live Life like a Party! Anywhere. Anytime. BE the fullest of you. Enjoy. Play. Dance. Sing. Most of all..LOVE! Love yourself! Love what you do. LOvE someone and everyone! Love your music. LoVe your soul! For you only live once. Be the love and Joy." - buzzed by Bee

Well..finally I got my butt down in front of my mac and my new orange notebook on my table, trying to get into some kind of "trance" so I can get into that precise right frame to conceptualize the upcoming shoot for quirky robot stuff. Forcing for ideas has never really work for me. Because if it didn't come, it just didn't. So I try to get myself into play mode. Switch channel to the bee who loves to play, the outdoor, the women, the sexy woman, the cute blue chick, the beach, the sea, the dream of fantasy kiss on a hot air balloon with the tribes dance for me in the desert, the rainbow on my hair, the hug of old granny and pops, the running against edge of the cliff, the speed of a bike, riding in the rain, the non stop beats of music that colors the beach, the sky and the bees and birds (Imagine pink bee and purple bird), running along a coast of a no man land, with nothing but maybe a bird grinning, enjoying the red peppers, yellow peppers, green chilies in my martini drink with lime of course and salt, the sweat and tears oozing down my body, the chili chill that ripples down my spines, I laugh, dancing to the drum beats of the tribes, I sing, on top of my voice some language that I didn't know, everyone follows, we are happy, we hug, we go for a skinny dip (everyone, young and old, fat and skinny, white, black, brown), we are joy, we are love, there is no separation between you and me, we make merry, we live now like a party because life is either a life long party or a life long tug of war, you decide. Indulge in cakes, play with the cream, draw a white mustache on your love, smell the coffee or the wine, taste the secret of chocolate and be mesmerized, paint the walls with your colors, draw something on your door, anything, hug a tiger, lay on a panda, parrot a parrot saying I love you, Listen to the whispers of couples in love, the birds chirping, the flipping of pages of book as the wind blows, the foot steps on sand and water, the butterfly flaps its wings, watch the snail chewing on leaves at your feet, the rain drops on your window, the egg sizzles in your pan, everything has a voice. So do you. Know your voice. Let it sing. 

 

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Life with synchronicity is like poems with rhymes :) It just flows on... all we need to do.. is feel the flow

Be strong, survive and win the game

Bee is feeling not so good at this very moment after my brother shared something with me. I'm actually quite astonished by how much he seems to be affected by it. I'm too. I sensed the fear in him and my dad. The solemn is there in the air. The fear that seeps into each word they say and perhaps think. The hope for the universe to be kind. The worries that linger behind my mind as I set into a auto mode of solution finding steps.

But well it isn't a design project. It has too much not within my control. And I have limited ability in this case. It is at this moment, I thought of what Brother bear said just the other day. "Everything has its causes and effects. Call it reason or karma. And at some point of time, when there isn't much you can do, you just have to hope we have planted some good seeds somehow somewhere along our life journey and perhaps that could show us a way out"

Or should I trust that everything happens for a reason..and that maybe whatever happens is blessing in disguise..

Well... a step at a time. Keep cool and calm. Show no emotion or expression. Sometimes when you didn't know what to do, this seems to be the best way out.

So as the eldest in the family, I just smile at my bro and told him well we shall see and mindset is very important too. So think positive. Guess this is the deal of being the eldest. You learn how to bite your teeth and tried your best to keep everything in place together and forward. You learn how to smile when you are feeling bitter inside. You learn to stay afloat as graceful as possible though you are peddling like mad under the water like a swan. You learn to be prepared for the worst and to get some rough idea of getting through tough times. This reminds me of Girl Guide's motto "Be prepared". Even when I'm still a kiddo, I love this statement and believe that this is one way to live. Be prepared.

Be prepared doesn't mean we won't lose, but it means we tried our best to be strong, to survive and win the game. Be prepared and not forgetting to be happy.

Bee's a fighter. This is my way of regaining my composure and energy.

Reflection of the soul

I'm so in love with this picture taken by Bird..
reminds me of the reflection I saw from the puddle of water at queenstown before I bump into Bird at teahouse which kind of leading me accepting myself and a new path.. guess reflection has kind of a therapeutic healing effect on bee..it clears my thoughts cleanse the mind..for a way to connect to the heart's deepest nature.. +*LOVE*+

Light, Life, Love

Awareness

Well this was supposed to be posted yesterday but my email blogging doesn't seems to work..

Some moments I thought it's good to remember and aware...simply because it feels so special to be able to be in sync with moments around me and gaining insight from it.

On my way to work..Saw two cats spiking up their fur kind of staring at each other..n hiding from each other.. N a bird picking up cat's food.. A bird that soar n glide in the sky n return home.. N a woman in wheelchair prob with a leg amputated.. With a guy pushing the wheelchair... The sun somewhere hiding behind the clouds... Such is life eh..we fight.. We glide.. N at times we feel despair.. It is watching our surrounding that makes us appreciate life.. N realise Everyone has their story..n moment.. But in the end this is what make up of life.. N in this we found love.. Sometimes when we lose balance in our life..we just have to remember we r not alone..whatever we are experiencing are part of the moments makes up of life.

Live like a bubble

http://www.flickr.com/photos/11164709@N06/sets/72157607182199900/

I love BUBBLES!!!! It brings a different perspective and show you what you may be missing out all in its transparent globe. It absorbs your surrounding and reflects right under the lights..The moment it leaves to drift in the air is the moment it finally lives and dance with grace. It drifts in the air, boundlessly as the wind blows..it has no worries of dying. it has no yearning to touch the ground or be anywhere. It just lives its moment with all its beauty. No matter how short it is, it lives with grace and burst in a sparkle like it never exists, returning to join the wind, the air we breathe. 

As human, we tends to worry too much, think too far ahead. Inspire by this little observation and coincide with the little bubble, I'm learning to live each and every moment with grace and to take each moment as it is. 

Here, I'm thankful to Bird for always being so understanding and thoughtful to be around me, to remind me to live each and every moment like each and every breathe I take:)