dissolving lines in the world through understanding them
I had a dream of crystal clear waters again, and this time not in the still boundless ocean but in a crowded sea with waves. Out of the blue, I sunk into a space of insecurities on Thursday night, and I could not understand why. At an earthly level, I do know why – piles…
Today is a very weird day. Plane was delayed by half an hour, and arrival was further delayed by another half an hour. It is almost like mercury the air traffic controller is doing some retro dancing, because my sis’ flight is going to be late too! And our flights are a whole day apart….
Conversations past present future. It is very interesting to observe the evolution, or creeping in of adulthood, in our family chats. Or now, the family WeChat. Sometimes, WhatsApp. Mostly logistic arrangements, which reinforces the idea that it really takes a village to raise a child or many children. I was very surprised to see Oscar…
Oliver suddenly asked me about Shanghai this morning. He wanted to go to Shanghai. What a strange strange strange bucket list to start. Being the meanie ah-yi I am, I asked him why, “you are already a China baby, why would you still want to go to China?” It was our (sis’ and mine) private…
Corniest of all corn in the world:
Q: Why is this an Asian squirrel?
前人种树，后人乘凉 is a Chinese saying for the earlier generation sowing a seed for the future generation to enjoy the shade of the tree.
All weekends should be like this. I am now writing on the top floor of a very nice shopping mall, with a double volume space and natural daylight, surrounded by books and pretty decor.
Let’s say in this case, I am the animal, and the divine is administering me a dose of my own medicine. Via a very serendipitous anonymous hand.
So here is my rendition of (foot)Steps – the happy feet stepping on happy tiles. The tiles did come in black and white, and so did my shoes that day.
One epiphany that stopped me in my tracks was that it takes strength to see strength in another. The other was that it takes love to see love in a situation.
The little ones object to anyone of us feeling blue! I woke up this morning to two chuckling bouncing objects – little bundles of joy.
Thanks to the very educational Ragtag Daily Prompt, which is Fabulist today, I realise that it actually means a person who relates tales/fables, or a liar. Ouch!
Sometimes these things that we do/did/are doing/will do have a wayyyyy bigger picture than we realise, and by definition of serendipity, you don’t exactly know if this happy beneficial occurrence was by chance or by hard work.
There are so many things we lived with all our lives without questioning, “is that right?”, “is that acceptable?”, “is that fair?”. Or maybe I was just too busy following the “rules” to keep myself as safe as I possibly can.
Here is the herd of our next gen in our ah-ma daycare.
Just did a superduper extensive, and pretty much impressive (at least to me) spread of tarot. 😀 Look at it!
It’s 6am writing from the airport again. I am feeling like a plump little plum rolling around in a bunch of linguistic obstacle course.
I had a fantastic burble-ing weekend! Sis was away, and I had the double-Os to myself, and relinquishing them for abit to babybro now and then.
Something weird is happening. I cannot get my head around it, and the angels keep nudging me to write.
Celebrating the remarkable decision for a comeback.
I think how we feel and see the world really depends on how we frame it, and how we tell ourselves what is happening.
It’s a weird feeling, not that it tastes good or bad, but it just tastes so darn interesting because I never thought of eating flowers before.
Falalala feeling inspired by my own life.
Posh is such an apt prompt to write to, this recovery weekend with one full dozen of oysters, a honey sake topped with a pretty purple flower, and two premium sushi rolls!
Featherlightheartedness indulging in the meaningfulness and fullness of life, however grubby I may feel with the hair, face, and skin, dry from dusty roads riding in exposed tuk-tuks.
I am already knee deep in trying to understand the natural world, so I have never looked into this other new realm of robots before.
Guess I have been coddiwompling – travelling in a purposeful manner towards a vague destination – most of the part of my life I have control over.
Pardon me for my absence, has it been one full week already?
This black and white photo of our little boy wandering the big busy world of cold hard sculptural adults is in response to Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Sculptures, Statues, Carvings.
Oh gosh, I’m back (temporarily) into a sane world of normal human pace, and realised I have missed yarn, remember, elder, fluffy, and I shall be early on brio.
This video came around again today, so I thought I’ll share it here.
We had funny names for the dogs – the one who was there with me is called Number Two because it was a second dog there; the first one was called Number One.
Mobility is a huge freedom, and there are so many layers and aspects we can zoom into and examine why it means freedom.
I feel vaguely blue today. Vaguely because I don’t exactly know why I feel blue, and totally bewildered with big “Huhhhhhhhsss? What’sss goingsss onsss?”
I can smell the lemony / vinegar-ish zest of the perspiration on their hair, just from looking at this picture!
“Does this fall under the category of 没关系?” This Chinese term means “does not matter”, and in the context of what we were discussing, “fungible” would be the perfect word which I did not know before this RDP.
Unrequited love it was, I really do not like cats.
Having an upbeat attitude makes life so much easier to deal with. Here are some pics of crazy shit we do when we are not busy saving the world.
Time flew past like crazy airplanes! I missed so many prompts that I shall attempt to catch up on them right now.
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It was really hot up there on the zinc roof. I remember them pirouetting and singing “hothothothothot … where are my slipperrrssss”.
Reframing and pushing boundaries are way more fun than just sticking to the darn “correct” answers which I had to “abide by” in the previous education system I was in.
The novel aspect of this six-pack of city umbrellas is that it was the largest wooden structure in the world.
My memories of Andalucian culture was mostly of music and dance – it is after all the home to Flamenco, a dance form that keeps my heart upbeat and fluttery.
Heck. It has been one full week, and I am still on the Eclipse like it is a never-ending story. Bear with me, I’m sure today’s the last post about this latest pair of eclipses. Tsk.
Managed to find a laptop with a CD-reader, and extracted all my old Melbourne photos from 2005!
Metaphorically, there’s a whole quarry of memories in this physical stack of flat circles in front of me. On the other hand, I really want to write about my memories of the gold quarry!
The eclipse put a black shade over my life this weekend, and time flew past without any productive accomplishment, and it scares me.
Can’t do math. Actually. The bonus is that it is something different. 😀 We sometimes need a little jolt to shake things up a little?
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The immediate association with Courage in tarot-speak is VIII Strength. However, I see Courage as only part of what Strength is about, while at the same time, Courage also speaks for more than what Strength is about. Every VIII Strength card comes with a lion, and a very composed human bravely co-existing with…
Neglected the kerb. Or its wheels.
Clear as sky it is eclipse and blood(y) full moon season. Inner child owned the session this evening, and I just gave her the space to.
Travel in Style, was my modus operandi for a few years of my life. Of every 30days, I would be spending 10days up in the air and on some foreign land (foreignly China).
The stillness of the water catches the world on its surface. Can one still draw the line between reflection and reality?
I like the sound of today’s Ragtag Daily Prompt Zing! The entire suit of Swords came to mind, Ace of Swords – Zing! Two of Swords – ZingZingggg!
Time and again.
Time and tide wait for no man.
No time already, kthxbye.
The beauty of these mandarin ducks are their colours, but I guess having them in b&w brings out the interesting patterns which would otherwise be overshadowed by their gorgeous attractive colours.
It’s raining gold nuggets! Metaphorically~ it appears that wisdom is showering down, and hopefully in terms of material gold equivalent too.
The prompt for today is GOLD. Take gold as your inspiration and create in whatever way inspires you. Share your inspiration with the group with a pingback. If you need directions, they are available here. Today is the 50th day of Ragtag Daily Prompts! We’ve had at least one a day since our inception, which…
Photos from the top of my world. ❤
A picture paints a thousand words, and this one says, “Welcome home” x 3.
This is what I’m like if I have to do any presentations extempore. It’s so tough, I am having problem even just spelling it out.
This week, I only managed to tick the Octopus off the checklist.
For a while, I lived right up in the clouds. ❤
Today’s Ragtag Daily Prompt is Open, and I guess the easiest to write about would be keeping hearts, minds, arms, eyes open.
Me reads:
Kerfuffle = covfefe (curvefurfur); or
Kerfuffle = covfefe (coffeefeefeeefEEee *on a caffeine-high*) + wahffles (high on sugar).
Goofy me oftentimes find I end up spoofing myself in the word prompts. Happily, dappily, I’d take the word of the day and run with it.
Today’s RDP is Superstition, and friggatriskaidekaphobia means a phobia of Friday the 13th, so says the wiktionary.
Always find it enjoyable peeking through grooves and taking photos framed by the foreground from where I take them.
The most classic stylish vintage kitchen I have ever visited. Welcome to Claude Monet’s kitchen and dining room.
This photo meets most criteria – it has geometry, window, brick (tiny slitty one on top left), and bushes (errmm. tree = tall, spacey bush?)
Learnt a new word the past couple of days. Hooyah!
When I first saw it, I thought it was auto-generated translation from Thai in Facebook.
There’s a saying, “if you meet the Buddha on the road, kill him“. Ouch. And maybe a high-five.
Picked another random page from another not-so-random book today. Universe seems determined for me to work on Reconciliation.
In the nerdiest of ways, I flipped a page (my mindful dart) from Thich Nhat Hanh’s Reconciliation: healing the inner child.
Not sure what is wrong with these two days. So much dirt being pulled out from under the carpet again.
A feather floated past while I was writing the previous post. Guess the Light Team agrees I am walking the right way.
It is always fortunate when we are shown the way.
Look at this flower, it is extending its hospitality to the bee from a different kingdom.
My train of thought does not usually run on the same tracks. The magic train leaps and flies up in the air and lands on whichever tracks that is fancy (or it fancies) at the moment.
Saw this stack of buckets at the golden pavilion temple.
Here goes another Chinese proverb, “既來之，則安之”. It originally meant when people come from afar, settle them down and help make them comfortable.
Today’s prompt brings to mind the serried mountains of Guilin that felt somewhat jostled and awkward, however beautiful.
The more I ramble, the more I stumble upon little gems in the whole bed of gravel.
Posting pics of zen gardens brought me back to the memories of my silly venture into zen-ness few years ago. The level of zen can be viewed at different scales of how a person does/sees/thinks things.
Drawing straight lines on sand must have been tremendous focus training. Diagonal lines without a strict line of reference – does it make it easier or harder?
The Ragtag Daily Prompt crossed the one-month Milestone as we now enter July. Congratulations ragtaggers and the ragtag community!
By some fluke encounter, I ventured into the heart of Paris Fashion Week last year, dressed in the sloppiest attire ever.
The most awkward reaction to a photo challenge would be, “oh yes! I do have upskirt photos!”
Good morning. Today’s Ragtag Daily Prompt is MILESTONE. As we approach the milestone of providing prompts for one month, I invite you to use milestone as an inspiration for a post of your own. Writing of any sort or a photo or an illustration. Go wherever it takes you. When you’re ready to post, include…
Sorry to take you this far with no conclusion of any kind. Don’t say I didn’t warn you, it is just a long long rant post.
Here are foodie pics of the yummy toxins fed into my body, they are sheer indulgence for my heart and soul.
It feels very iffy to be navigating life with this intangible compass. However, this intangible compass has proven to be extremely reliable, even at times when it sounds extremely ridiculous to be following it.
Kinkaku-ji is the precedent for ginkaku-ji.
Hm… A word. Letters grouped together that have meaning. Or so we have been taught. A word that makes one think. A word that makes one feel. Is the meaning the same for you? or you? or you? or me? Let’s find out. Today’s prompt is…… REJUVENATE! I dare you to surprise me! You know…
Here are my entries for this week’s Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge:
Horizontal Line(s).
Here is a twitterpated Bambi looking out for Faline, whilst she tries to sniff out his tracks.
Catching up on this prompt almost one week late would be considered pretty antediluvian, no?
Ponds have a way of making me ponder about many things in life.
The most Italian of this trip is the omu-rice without the omu (omelette) – my last meal before leaving Kyoto.
Okay, I cheat again, here is a moving photo. It is more magical this way. 🙂 Twinkle the lanterns At Kasuga-taisha, Nara. In response to Nancy Merrill’s A Photo a Week Challenge: Light the Night.
Since today’s prompt is Check, here’s a photo of spidermen checking on our food.
I was caught in the Osaka earthquake yesterday, causing me to miss my flight but I was lucky enough to grab a seat on today’s flight.
There are times in our lives where we are target-less. Or maybe I have just relinquished control to a higher wisdom up there which has managed every day of my past two weeks of travel.
Went through all my foodie pics and there was absolutely no sign of anything julienne.
Wow, I didn’t know that cataract also means downpour, shower, waterfall, etc! I was waddling in a series of different cataracts today.
Saw this wild pig while strolling up the park behind the hotel.
Do you really want to see what I have been eating the past two weeks? ❤ ❤
Here is a photo of Himeji-jo which I made a special detour and stayed overnight to catch a glimpse of its night view.
What difference is that from unrequited love, and how does one differentiate that from real but unspoken deep connection with another?
I originally thought rag-a-bash (taking the meaning of scoundrel) is someone who bashes about ragged people.
I was studying food. Does that count?
In-Conversation with Roboto. 😀
I did not have to desaturate the photo at all, the beach is naturally that black and white.
Today is June 8, and the Ragtag Daily Prompt is Pickle. Use it any way you like, link it back to this page and enjoy. To link, copy this: https://wordpress.com/post/ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/129 and then paste it into your post with the link tool. If you put Ragtag Daily Prompt and RDP as tags, it will also…
Today’s prompt is Pickle! From this set of photos, can you guess which ones are pickled?
So many photos of flowers in different shades of purple today. From the light to the bright to the intense shades of midnight.
Welcome to the Ragtag Community Blog. This is the place where all our Ragtag Daily Prompts will be located, so it should be much easier for everyone to play along. We are indebted to Leaping Toes from Oh Border! for establishing the Ragtag Community Blog for us and for you. Without further ado, here is…
The biggest one for me would be the butterflies everywhere – on the ground, along the walls, hovering the colourful flowers.
Sitcom is a combination of situation and comedy! Who knew? I am in the middle of one (or many) right now.
I am flummoxed by how affected I am by the summer heat. Or by how I have forgotten how affected I was by summer heat.
Meditating with a crystal ball when a WhatsApp message comes in. Checking to see WhatsUp.
Here is a photo of a transitory ground of sometimes sand, sometimes water, sometimes foam. All three states of being can be seen within this photo.
How we choose to frame this world view ultimately determines how we see the world, and it really is as simple as that.
Welcome the rural life redux and here I am back in the farming scene for a breather.
It is strange when the clock strikes twelve (or whichever time depending on whichever location) and there is nothing to look forward to, cos time has come to a standstill on 31st May.
The finality of things. Today is the last of Daily Prompt. Ouch!
My All-Time Favorites would be the heavenly signs that appear when I am not in a good state of knowingness.
Coincidentally, today’s prompt has been a recurring conversation at my place the past couple of weeks.
At times, we lose sight of ourselves or our senses, and Universe throws in an alternative reality as a juxtaposition to remind us of who we really are, or what we really want.
Of the (not many) years I spent there, I only attended one prayer ceremony once.
Whee~ Urban waterfall outside my office! Nevermind that I’m drenched in my nice work dress.
These stylish exhibits are our “raffle tickets” for gift exchange.
Doubles from different perspectives.
He leaned against the window, pondering the full moon. His fingers inadvertently twirling the silk tassels of the Oriental lantern – another new decor from his travels.
Us siblings are pretty close-knit, yet it is virtually impossible to capture three of us in a single photo.
I discovered a very archaic notion today: that the best travel adventures are far far far away.
Do you know that we can hold guilt in us unconsciously (or subconsciously), even though sometimes it is by no fault of ours?
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Almost seven and a half years ago The Daily Post opened its virtual doors to the WordPress.com blogging community. It’s been an incredible ride, and incredible rides, too, sometimes come to an end. As of the end of this month (and 2,000 Daily Prompts, 380 Photo Challenges, 260 Community…
I broke out into laughter the first time I saw these twisted cauliflowers.
On the assumption that life keeps up this momentum, this shall be the view from my office before the end of 2018 ❤
Arrow says Left.
Memory says Home is Right.
Heart says Pause; Straight Ahead is Fine.
Awkward is the moment when you open up your Photo Library, and it shows endless photos of South America which you have never stepped in before.
Where you are looking from, all the way to where the guard stands, is the thickness of that ancient Xi’an city wall.
