Having a 3G modem was enough to maintain sanity, and I was happy to go off-grid on everything else.
“I just can’t stop thinking about waffles.” Bawls my soul, as expressed by this poor little girl. I feel you!
I am so random when it comes to painting that I just take any surface and mess around with them. Sometimes I draw on my hand, sometimes on my leg. Strange habits, tsk.
Astrally speaking, we are all stardust and wherever we are, what matters are not our physical locations but the frequency we are vibrating at.
Yikes! I forgot to get Dad a birthday cake. My last minute scramble to get one by pulling strings was nowhere close to success.
This one here is a cherry blossom that has yet to be completed. It is just short of a few strokes of the brushes, but I have no idea what is holding me back.
My dream is to paint a full-sized wall mural of sunset filled with wild flamingoes in the foreground, and the glitter of setting sun merging with its rays at the horizon.
Yippee! Happy New Year! Time and date with such a definitive cross-over may be a man-made concept, but it is after all something wonderful to celebrate.
2017 is coming to a close! I managed to finish reading my favourite book again! I read it every year and eschew the concepts at a different depth each year.
Extravagance is: paying ten bucks for a black coffee and a stick of fairy floss. The fairy floss is not even pink!
I notice my proclivity to hide in the ocean – dreams of that magical smooth place somewhere deep into nothingness, where there is no form, no structure, no border.
They say that being grateful for what is in our lives at the moment puts our attention on what we like, and thus we get more of it (Law of Attraction~).
I have been writing about paintings and art and artists and painters. Honestly, it can sound like a lot of fluff (at least to myself) as I have never posted any of my works before.
I realise that the worst unrequited love anyone can experience is with oneself. This would be the ultimate Love in the first degree.
In front of his bed hung a circular mirror, at the precise angle to capture the sunrise every morning through the eastern window!
The windows altered the space. You may not see them, but they changed the natural light as it entered, and added colour and flavour to it. Exactly like the people and situations in our lives, isn’t it?
As I picked cards one after another, the past stories flowed into my consciousness one after another. My glaring selfishness starred me in my face, one realisation after another.
Eons ago, a monk in a temple wrote predictions of fellow mortals on bundles of palm leaves.
So the Gate appears to show me the Crossroads I did not see.
I am glad to see how I could scale up from humanitarian / development work to youth leadership workshops of today.
I used to think I am indifferent to being alive or not, as my aim is to do my best for my highest good every day (and every moment possible). But yesterday, I was immersed in joy of being alive!
All her life, she has never used one, not even the iPad to get to Youtube for Oliver.
So. 2017 has arrived. Or, secretly crept in. I took a breather, and it sprung right up from behind me, and well, so it’s here to stay. 2016 flew past, a really fast year, I don’t even remember counting to twelve. I remain hopeful that the year will be a better one. Heart wanted to…
I finally had my aura soma reading today! My Higher Self has her way of luring me into doing things. It is so roundabout today that I am really impressed by her ways. So, she nudged me very early on the in the morning not to go for yoga, but spend sometime doing work for…