tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73846436691684845792024-03-05T17:49:38.354+08:00Do What You Love. -Shia LynnA Seeker Seeking TruthUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger48125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7384643669168484579.post-9166197151514655842020-09-24T17:44:00.009+08:002020-09-24T17:48:02.308+08:00Do You Know Who You Are?<p> I was the girl who drew on walls, </p><p>who laid on the grass in my mother's garden and watched the evening sky.</p><p>I was the girl who was drawn to magic and fantasy, </p><p>who visited the park to look for fairy rings on the ground.</p><p>I am still that same girl, but I have also evolved.</p><p>I am the woman who loves too much and who loves hard.</p><p>I am the woman who dances with colours,</p><p>and emotes on the canvas.</p><p>I am the wife who connects, </p><p>and I am the daughter who empathises.</p><p>I am. </p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7384643669168484579.post-23271259398049984952020-08-21T20:16:00.002+08:002020-08-21T20:28:26.728+08:00The Idea of Who We Are Supposed to Be<div>I woke up today with a thought in mind. I wondered to myself, why do we, sometimes set ridiculous expectations for ourselves. Is it because we have created this idea of ourselves that we want to be, and we have confused it with layers of goals and life purpose, telling ourselves that if we achieve just one of it, we can be who we want to be- the idea that we have of ourselves that we have created in our head</div><div><br /></div><div>How did we get here? How is this formed?</div><div><br /></div><div>As I was listening to Brene Brown's The Gifts of Imperfection audio book, a particular quote caught my attention. It goes, "Wholehearted living is a journey, not a destination." </div><div><br /></div><div>How can we experience wholehearted living if it requires us to be authentic? How exactly do we BE authentic? What is being authentic?</div><div><br /></div><div>Often, we hear self-help articles, books and quotes talk about living and being authentic. Authentic means original. Uttering the words Be Authentic seem to sound cool to many that right now we see it being over used, spread across Instagram as an <i>Insta-Worthy Quote of the Day</i>- again, with the idea of positive living.</div><div><br /></div><div>An idea is a thought, and everything that we have created in our lives is based on a single thought that has led to an idea of how we should or could be.</div><div><br /></div>So here's something to ponder on.<div><br /></div><div>What if, who we are right now, is not who we are supposed to be.</div><div>Who we are, right now, is simply we thought we are supposed to be?<br /><div><div><br /></div><div>We are, very likely, have become who we have created. Where does it come from? How did this happened? Well, I presume, from how we were raised, our social constructs or the world we live in, even when we have that realization that this is not who I want to be, that too is an idea that we create of ourselves thinking this is what we are supposed to be.</div><div><br /></div><div>So how are we able to be authentic?</div></div></div><div><br /></div><div>Only when we are able to remove layers after layers of who we thought we are supposed to be, and truly connect within, then perhaps we are able to tap into our truest self.</div><div><br /></div><div>What do we do? Well, we start by doing the inner work.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7384643669168484579.post-78753037730800870392020-08-17T19:16:00.005+08:002020-08-22T09:32:43.740+08:00Figure Out What Works and What Doesn't<p>I have been doing a lot of self-reflection lately. My thoughts took me back to the very first time I attempted this creative entrepreneurial path, side hustles and freelancing. Back then, I have tried all sorts of crafts, dabbled in all kinds of projects hoping to find the one thing that I can say, "this is me, I resonate with this." I believe everyone or every small creative business owners have that one thing that they resonate most with.</p><p>Over the years, I have explored almost everything: Started fabric painting at 18, registered my first company. Tried setting up as a vendor at a craft bazaar and taken up commissioned art requests; made accessories and jewellery making, set up my first art studio in a rented space (it was also a tuition centre); set up another studio again (this time properly for real) to host workshops and classes, and so much more. Everything came and gone, but the one thing that stuck around was my arts and craft blog. Creating content and writing, and the fact that after all those years of trial and error, I grew much more as an artist and continued to make art no matter what.</p><p>The one thing that I never hold back: my creative passion. The things that I have explored and dabbled in before, those were the things that contributed to my knowledge of what works and what doesn't. I am grateful to be able to share these things when I mentor artists and crafters to help them with creative clarity.</p><p>This year, with half the year already gone because of the global pandemic, has nudged me into a different direction. I reconsidered my path, my purpose, my priority and I was reminded once again that things always change. They do all the time, for me at least, big change every 2 years.</p><p>I never liked being part of the bucket with the other fishes. That's just me as a Creative, swimming in this niche industry. An industry already so niche and sometimes, like a cookie cutter, and yet I always do try to figure out ways to swim above and get a good view instead. </p><p>I reflected, perhaps I was looking at the wrong places all these while (vulnerability). Instead of thinking that here goes another that didn't work out, perhaps I need to recognize what is already in front of me.</p><p>What do I enjoy doing most?</p><p>What am I good at?</p><p>What am I recognize for?</p><p>What am I already doing, that already works?</p><p>What is my one true passion?</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7384643669168484579.post-57787607257152812202016-12-30T19:17:00.003+08:002020-08-16T20:27:34.206+08:00The Emotional, Blood Sucking VampireThere will always be that one (maybe two or more) friend, who will keep an eye on you like a hawk; waiting for your every move, click and find out what's going on in your life just so that they can have something to say.<br />
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It is true when they say, "acquaintances are many, but true friends are few."<br />
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So you can't stand the fact that this particular friend runs you down indirectly, gaslights you every time and can never say anything positive or just play nice.<br />
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I am familiar with this, and as a matter of fact, I have my fair share of experience of such friends too.<br />
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But when you live a pretty much 'public' life, you choose what you say and how you react on social media simply because people are living vicariously through your bold choice of career path and corporate-free lifestyle. The only way to deal with it is to be diplomatic and tell yourself that they can't suck your blood dry if you don't let them.<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7384643669168484579.post-64011031036115319992015-11-26T00:15:00.000+08:002020-08-16T20:34:27.279+08:00A Partnership is Like a Relationship : When You Need to Drop it Like it's HotIn case you are wondering, when I say drop it like it's hot, I really mean drop it like it is hot!<br />
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I thought about everything that I have ever gone through all those years... the workplace has transformed me into an expressive and strong individual, with knowledge about creativity and design at my fingertips. Just like that, 7 years later, I left as a professional writer, and went on to build my own legacy.</div>
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This may sound like some mumbo jumbo to you, but honestly, compatibility plays an important part in a partnership. The moment you both start to want different things, start to judge and asses one another, that's when you have to consider dropping it like <i>eet ees hawt!</i> And move on before the last ounce of connection, including friendship is ruined.</div>
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We are not talking about "Hi, do you want to sit next to me in class today? Let's work on an art project together! Yay!" - definitely not.</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7384643669168484579.post-84280759964859003232015-11-24T22:02:00.000+08:002020-08-16T20:35:22.712+08:00Thirty and ThrivingI left this post empty but with a fixed title because I was:<br />
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I finally turned 30 last Wednesday and like being sprinkled with pixie dust... I instantly woke up feeling different. Perhaps it was the thought that I was a year older, all I know was I begin to see the world differently.<br />
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No longer belong to the 20's group, being 30, the world has a different set of requirements for you. People may higher expectations from you, especially your family, but I personally think that the only expectation you need to focus on are your own.<br />
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I think I handled turning 30 pretty well. I didn't have a fancy birthday bash; no surprise party, no expensive dinner, nope. Just an incredibly big bunch of birthday wishes and I am thankful for that.<br />
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Apart from me asking my other half if I can stay 29, I had a quiet one and was already happy enough that it was simple and breezy. (He also got me a three and zero candle to rub it in, haha!)<br />
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Perhaps it is also because we have a lot on our plate: It is the year that I decided to leave my job, there were a lot of commitments to focus our attention on. Plus, when you are running a start up company, there are plenty of things to consider before spending your money. I would see this as a good experience, something that I know I can look back someday and say to myself: I have come far.<br />
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So, anyways, I spent my 30th at the Etsy Meets Malaysia meet. I told my other half that as much as I want to do something on my birthday, but this is a once in a lifetime opportunity.<br />
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I mean seriously, who knows what will happen to me tomorrow, a week's time, a month's or even a year later? I felt myself at cross roads, one act could change a lot of things. I chose to go instead, and met more people from the community. It was a small event, but I was happy to be there. It was certainly something to remember.<br />
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When you are an entrepreneur, there a few things you need to keep an eye out on. It is like playing monopoly- you need to go pass and take $200. You need to avoid the jail card (metaphor for self-created blockages) and you need to seize opportunity and plan ahead when buying a property, especially when time is right. A little gift called intuition helps especially when you are in this trade.<br />
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My lesson at 30.<br />
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Today, I came across an article online about young entrepreneurs below 29. I was just there a week ago... but it's alright, because I will be there.<br />
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Happy 30th, Me.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7384643669168484579.post-91284452291477730992015-11-17T17:43:00.001+08:002020-08-16T20:35:07.172+08:00Lessons I Have Learned from Working for MyselfI spent my teenage years wondering what my 20's would be like. I envisioned that I would be living in a 2-storey house, an entrance with a lot of lighting. I saw myself spending quality time with my family, while my kids and I gather at a short, round worktable, doing crafts.<br />
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If you are wondering if I regret my ways and wish I could turn back time, I would tell you NO.</div>
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When you are flying solo on your own, and you have no colleague, supervisor or an art director to turn to, you have to learn how to be independent especially with picking up new skills and knowledge.</div>
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It is like the kid in the movie 300, where he gets thrown into the wild at a young age and learn how to survive.</div>
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I personally think that, if I didn't quit my job to take this route, I won't be here to experience the knowledge that would make me stronger each day as an entrepreneur.</div>
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If someone scoffs at you when you tell them you are self-employed, and mocks you for having so much free time... smack that person's head! No I am just kidding! Haha! Don't do that. But what you can do is you might want to consider staying away from that person. Clearly they don't take what you do seriously, and as an entrepreneur, always surround yourself with positive and wise people.</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7384643669168484579.post-55741801706321539762013-01-18T16:18:00.002+08:002020-08-16T17:18:53.310+08:00ChangesI've finally moved back to my old place in the office. Feels new, feels fresh and as strange as it sounds, it is actually the same place as before. All it took was just a month and a half's renovation for that "new" atmosphere.<br />
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It's amazing how much change can affect a person; how it can make a difference to us in such small simple ways.<br />
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Change is good. Sometimes change is bad too. But that's common to many, that is how we were programmed to think or feel. Perhaps it is because it requires us to move out of our comfort zone, out of our "ordinary" instead of the usual. Yet we are such complicated creatures because when we have the "usuals" we complain about our lives being a routine, a ritual, mundane etc. and yet at the same time, we want...well...'change' in a way. And no matter how much the universe grants us that change to spare us the boredom of life, yet we complicated creatures like to find nitty gritty stuff to pick on it. We can never be satisfied and grateful for something that comes along our way, no matter how much good we can get out of it. Because of that, we end up telling everyone we know the "down-swings" in our lives...<br />
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I may be able to relate if someone were to complain about change. I was once there too. Strange though as whenever I share about my past experiences, I feel as if i am sharing someone's else's tale. I guess I have already learned to embrace this idea of 'Change'. It happens to me everyday in my life, and i'm sure it has too with everyone else's.<br />
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Anyways, I love my new office. Its kinda' nice, cozy, and modern with the "studio" feel. I like my desk, where I sit- again its cozy cos its a corner. I like the tranquilizing white coloured table, the pink book-end, my purple pillow, computer given by my kind boss, and the little miniatures I stuck onto the phone!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7384643669168484579.post-19560193174782763542013-01-17T16:45:00.003+08:002020-08-21T20:17:42.593+08:00Envy is a never ending gameEver browse through a friend's Facebook photos, and thought to yourself 'how nice, so many of them are now happily exploring the world..' or 'oh getting married huh? hmm...' or 'Wow a glamorous job?'<br />
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I came to a realization sometime ago that there's only so much I can wish for. I thought at first its okay to wish; everyone wishes, yes. But I didn't realize that I was turning into a 'green-with-envy monster'... and slowly, I ended up forgetting my Self, and then comes the anxiety, misery, etc.</div>
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Yesterday I learned something very interesting about the mind; i knew about this already but after listening to a podcast about inner-work, whatever it is reminded me that 'Envy' is just another part of my mine- along with angry, sad, happy, etc.</div>
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Today, I understand why I envied others; for instance, a friend's good fortune in earning a lot. Like many, I was taught since young that when I grow up, it was important that I earn a living. If possible, I must earn a lot! hence, study hard to get a job that pays well. Basically the whole point of studying because you enjoy, and working the job you love was forgotten. And we were also taught to find a suitor that is rich (again, the part about building a loving relationship, etc was left out)... the 'list' goes on.</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7384643669168484579.post-47160727557939866402013-01-15T10:38:00.004+08:002020-08-21T20:22:12.660+08:00How to Doubt the DoubtedAt work I am often delegated with write up assignments every time there is an event or an awarding occasion. I have to write at least 3 write ups in total for one assignment, and so someone* said, with the amount of effort put in into each write up, at the end of the day, no one actually stops to read it. A thought came up, I am aware of each word that is coming out of that person's mouth. For that split second, I am aware because I am also able to relate; I once thought that way too. That sense of doubt was very familiar to me, and sorta' like a reminder to me- I was shaken up again to remember I write because I enjoy it. Not because I want others to read it, but because writing allows me to express myself in words.<br />
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My reply to that person was "Yes, I understand." I said it with a smile. A little annoyed but I brushed it off, because I was in that shoes too. I am thankful for being in that shoes because it took me that experience to learn how to appreciate my own work. </div>
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For some time, I could not understand why no one appreciated my work alongside with thinking that I am no good in everything. And that fear almost stopped me in my life from doing anything I love, or thinking I am able to. I felt weak. Unable to write, draw, craft, etc. because the core was negativity- I thought i was not good enough. Little did I know was that I was hitting myself hard with the hammer- my phantom evil hands pushing myself down every time I rise up.</div>
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Like I said to my beloved yesterday when we were reminiscing back about college days, "I wish back then I knew what I know now- I would have overcome many things in life." but better to experience than to wish, because I've already moved forward.</div>
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<div>Coming back to the story, I have learned to embraced the idea that I write for Love. I write because it is fun. Personally, I think that if everyone else continues to see things this way, doing it for themselves rather for others to notice- I am pretty sure everyone else would enjoy their work and soar high for their dreams to come true. The only magic you and I need is just a little of self-believing. Stop doing it for others, do it for yourself.</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7384643669168484579.post-88309800599288585552013-01-09T11:00:00.003+08:002020-08-16T17:16:31.293+08:00Now not Time<div style="text-align: center;">Time,</div>
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This is strange.</div>
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How little we learn,</div>
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How fast it travels.</div>
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Today I am here,</div>
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And then, tomorrow arrives,</div>
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But I skip today,</div>
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And it is yesterday’s once more.</div>
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This game goes on,</div>
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What is the secret? I asked…</div>
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For I have grown weary.</div>
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In the constellations,</div>
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Time was assumed to be learned.</div>
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Time was precious,</div>
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But Time travels fast,</div>
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And time cannot change yesterday or tomorrow.</div>
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I have answers, finally!</div>
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For today, NOW is my answer.</div>
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Not time, not yesterday, not tomorrow.</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7384643669168484579.post-72433805653568581792013-01-07T15:15:00.002+08:002020-08-16T17:16:20.093+08:00Simplicity makes complexWith another new year just rolled in, another calling for me to make necessary changes.<br />
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I have renewed this whole website's look. After doing a lot of research, and testing a number of free blog templates, I finally thought that I should give myself some time off from it and just keep it simple. I told myself that even though I might receive comments about my website not being "creative or colourful" enough, I will tell myself that it is okay because I finally realized that is not how my website looks, but the content instead that speaks from my heart.<br />
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Perhaps I should apply that to The Artsy Craftsy's template; which is currently going through another round of revamp (again). I should just go with my heart and call out the colour that calls out to me.<br />
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2012 was not only a year of expansion for The Artsy Craftsy, but also, after seeking out for collaborations and attempting to organize contests and give away while partnering with sponsors, I have come to realized that perhaps I need to take a look at my goals once more for the blog. I need to reconsider again my plans for the blog and what I plan to achieve or what I want out of it. Most of all- my intentions.<br />
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Perhaps I have gone astray with the blog; but it is okay, as I need the experience to get where I am now. Perhaps I need it to remember my roots, my one true purpose of blogging in the first place through the voice of The Artsy Craftsy. Perhaps it was only through this that at that time, that was when abundance flowed in...<div><br />
perhaps I needed a reminder.<br />
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And I thank the universe for that reminder.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7384643669168484579.post-9003307609432137552012-09-01T17:42:00.000+08:002020-08-16T17:16:01.565+08:00True Contenment<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: large;">Be happy when you receive it,</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Treasure it when you have it,</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">and remain happy even when you don't have it,</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">but give thanks for knowing you will get it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">SL- 01.08.12</span></div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7384643669168484579.post-5321422348718904202012-08-07T17:09:00.000+08:002012-08-07T17:09:38.663+08:00Learning to Let Go<div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="background: white; color: #4f2700; font-family: "Georgia","serif"; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Letting go off someone doesn’t mean washing hands off that person, but rather, we are learning to allow the forces of nature to work in its own way naturally. While we watch our loved ones live life in their own experience, we are also giving ourselves the chance to love as it is.</span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;"><span style="background: white; color: #4f2700; font-family: "Georgia","serif"; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><br />
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It has not happen...breathe.<br />
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If you are currently reminiscing the past,<br />
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It has long gone happened...breathe.<br />
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Breathe, my friend, what's happening now?<br />
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Find your self moving inwardly,<br />
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Stay with the now...breathe.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7384643669168484579.post-36598095090858616302012-07-03T14:22:00.001+08:002020-08-16T17:12:31.109+08:00My magical abundanceI have been compiling my works recently, from time to time, ranging from writings, poems to illustrations. Although there is a long more way to go to compile all of it to publish a book. Nonetheless, tables have turn now and when it comes to my creative work, I am glad that I no longer give in to the works of unworthiness. Yes, I will always be a "Work in Progress", and my heart guides my hands each time I write or hold a marker to draw. But, unworthiness will no longer come in between me and my creative self. <span style="background-color: white;">I have finally found the true meaning of Art and Creativity... no longer bound by the ideas of society's perception of how art is suppose to be. </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: white;">Art is not money, art is the soul, and money is abundance. So, if I allow myself to fall in love with my work and believe in it, abundance will always come naturally. </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: white;">I recently got promoted at work. I am still trying to get use to the feeling of getting promoted because honestly, I have never gotten an incredible achievement ever throughout my whole working life. My promotion was unlike others, who was recognized by their bosses, etc. For me, it was entirely different- I seized the opportunity when opportunity was there for me waiting to be seized! And after all that has happened, after much thought, I realized that it is the s</span><span style="background-color: white;">ame thing for abundance. </span><span style="background-color: white;">To me, abundance (or money, whichever you might want to call it) is not something that would fall from the sky when you put out your hands. </span><br /><br />
<b>My two cents on Abundance:</b><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">- An opportunity</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">- An opportunity has to be seized as it would not come knocking on your door. </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">- Instead, we knock on its door by believing & loving ourselves and our work, for it is magic. </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">- And magic can only happen when you believe in it. </span><br /><span style="background-color: white;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: white;">So, back to being promoted, I thank God, the universe, my higher self for being the core motivation for me to move forward each day. To help me make decisions intuitively to seize opportunities. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: white;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: white;">To loving what I already have and loving my Self most of all.</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7384643669168484579.post-70404320787781990342012-07-01T00:12:00.001+08:002020-08-16T17:11:35.033+08:00The Judgmental Friend<p>We are our own judge.</p><p>We are also our own friend.</p><p>Knowing this outwardly, we still judge.</p><p>Swinging the gavel down to unfriend to ourselves.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7384643669168484579.post-41705039346998748202012-06-19T16:59:00.001+08:002020-08-16T20:33:29.213+08:00Within my space<p>I have often wondered to myself, if given a hypothetical scenario; would it be natural if I confront a person who is causing trouble to others, or if I approach a person who is in trouble without the person requesting for help?...or would it be unnatural if I just be and observe from afar and not interfering with what ever that is going on in that person's space?...I have often reminded myself this, whether I may be right or not, that if I approach the person causing or experiencing trouble, I think that I might be interfering with the natural experience the person might be experiencing. And since there is much more cause and effect rather than right or not, I probably would be altering the effect of the experience one is encountering or need to encounter if I do step in. So, question here is, would it be cruel to not take action when you witness a trouble? Still, in our complicated human world, some feel the need to do something about it because they feel a sense of protectiveness or responsibility. Some were also told to be ignorant for not doing something bout it. Nonetheless, it would be necessary to always check with our intentions first before we proceed to take the next step. Perhaps that must've been how the phrase begun "it's not my place to speak or do..." because really...sometimes the best thing to do is to just be.<br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7384643669168484579.post-44356800392815507042012-06-17T14:18:00.001+08:002020-08-16T17:09:58.116+08:00Working in and outTo attempt not feeling hurt inwardly is to blame the outside.<div><br /></div><div>To blame the outside, would also mean failing to work inwardly.</div><div><br /></div><div>Failing to work inwardly would lead to feeling hurt within.</div><div><br /></div><div>The answer would probably be, it is best to understand the context, the cause of the situation and the effects from what happened.</div><div><br /></div><div>Work inward and outward. </div><div><br /></div><div>Let it go with forgiveness, and just be Love.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7384643669168484579.post-80220602227696219502012-06-13T11:26:00.001+08:002020-08-16T17:06:59.243+08:00Cheek to Cheek<span face="" style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><b><i> "...If someone strikes you on the right cheek, turn to him the other also..." Matthew 5: 38-42</i></b></span><br />
<br />Perhaps they have gotten it all wrong. <div><br /></div><div>To offer your other cheek to be slapped does not mean that we are giving in.</div><div><br /></div><div>Instead, metaphorically it means to offer loving-kindness continuously with understanding and awareness to the one who is unaware.</div><div><br /></div><div>Or in other words, let's put an end to the vicious cycle so that it would not continue to propel into another negative experience again, and again.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7384643669168484579.post-48536283188666772922012-06-05T18:43:00.001+08:002020-08-16T17:05:10.745+08:00Silence<div style="text-align: center;">
Silent; seen as lack of self-esteem,</div>
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Silence as a sign of intelligence.</div>
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Silent; seen as lack of stance,</div>
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Silence as a sign of observation.</div>
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Silent; seen as timid,</div>
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Silence as a sign of boldness.</div>
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Silent; seen as opinion-less,</div>
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Silence as a sign of reflection.</div>
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Silent; seen as ignorant,</div>
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Silence as a sign of awareness.</div>
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Silent; seen as frustration,</div>
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but Silence as a sign of Love & Truth.</div>
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<i>-SL 5th June 2012-</i></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7384643669168484579.post-35032167341065418352012-04-09T21:21:00.001+08:002020-08-16T17:04:34.900+08:00Procrastination<p>Sometimes the smallest things in life happens to be one of the most important realization.</p> <p>You see, I have a DVD player that is not able to read DVDs well unless they are original copies. It gets old because it demotivates me to watch a good movie while I do my chores. Time and time again I remind myself that I have a standby player which I can easily hook it up and my problem would be solved. But of course, comes the procrastination. My mind starts to give excuses like, "but the current machine is of sentimental value or cant move the TV to plug the wires." Eventually, I let these thoughts take over me and complained about the machine failing me without realizing that I was being irresponsible of my own actions. </p> <p>So here I am trying to play a movie again, trying to on and off it until it reads the DVD.. But this time, I though to myself, how long am I going to go through this procrastination when all I have to do is just take a little effort to try and hook up the new player instead. </p> <p>A new found realization came through and I realized, I only thought it's hard because I gave myself excuses.. Not realizing that I let these excuses or negativity be part of me to stop me from being able to enjoy the little things in life.</p> <p>Now, I am eager to make the switch. Moral of the story: Don't say I can't before I can.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7384643669168484579.post-8912536629047033612012-03-28T17:35:00.002+08:002013-01-07T15:23:32.637+08:00Gratitude to Getaways<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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I had a blast at Genting again. This time we needed the getaway ever since the pile up projects at work almost devoured me. I had a lot of chance to my thoughts when i was away. This time, i noticed how and why i felt the familiar feeling of anxiety and little misery when it was our last night there. I had the chance to observe my surroundings, people and the atmosphere when i stepped into a casino; even noticed how my behavior changed when i was surrounded with Asians who, many, were very tensed and stressed up at the Casino dealer's table.And an idea came to mind again, money is nothing. For decades and lifetimes, money has been the source of many happenings and reasons. But really, it is just a piece of paper, with some mandatory images and descriptions printed on it; and us, we give power to money. We bring it to life. But what if we didn't? What value would there be in Money?<br />
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Anyways, all that money-thing aside, i think like-wise with anxiety. So, i thought to myself "this time i will not give in to feeling worry, misery or any negative energy that would be able to bring me down and affect my holiday." And a pat on my back, i enjoyed myself! =)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0