Astrally speaking, we are all stardust and wherever we are, what matters are not our physical locations but the frequency we are vibrating at.


Last night closed with a very touching youtube video clip I was watching, and I went to sleep with the thought, “It’s good to be loved. It’s profound to be understood.” Yup, it was Portia’s pressie to Ellen.

Anon faces

My self-centredness took over, and what stood out in my gallery of photos was my face in a crowd of people I do not know!

The sound of food

After a full week of Chinese New Year feasting, I cannot believe that the first thought that comes to mind for today’s prompt is more food.


Here is one of my favourite drawings. It is unsigned and undated, so I have no idea how many decades it has been. Each time I look at it, Sarah Mclachlan’s Angel starts playing in my head.

No compromise

I never liked the word compromise, it feels like there’s some negative vibration hanging onto it.


The best present is your presence! Thank you for being around  ❤  in the shivering cold, in the sweltering sun, in state of confusion, in state of exhaustion, in state of bliss.

Disney Prince

Funny how I was just on the phone yesterday with someone and retelling the story of Oliver being such a “Disney Princess”.

Courage | Strength

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.

Big familiar

This is my family! Three generations, and we gather at this scale twice a year. It is no surprise that we are unable to recognise one another (for some).

Too Sweet

Yay, I managed to get a cake for Dad on the second day of Chinese New Year when 95% of Singapore is closed! Even though it turned out to be an extremely sweet-pink-coloured one.

0 Fool

I found this boy 0 The Fool setting out on his journey to see the world! I like how he appears to walk with a little swagger, almost like a blind confidence in the new/future world he is partaking in.

My neighbour Totoro

Oliver always looks very befitting in a Totoro costume. Maybe it is the big white patch that matches the baby tummy perfectly, and it is a “cannot-miss” target for tickling him, especially after his meal.


Yikes! I forgot to get Dad a birthday cake. My last minute scramble to get one by pulling strings was nowhere close to success.

Some things don’t change

8 years later, I am still doing the same pose at the same place, with the same bunch of people. Some things don’t change.

Why I write

As I type, I understand more about myself, and the world, and life, much more than I started out scraping the surface with each post.


The Goblin wants to lead you astray and whispers the negative spell of fear, anger, resentment, self-righteousness, arrogance, selfishness, greed, glutton, procrastination, and addiction.


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.

Times when rest is best

Memories of this place was of very sweet nothingness – it was helluva good respite during the exhausting one month backpacking.

Breaking free

Dance like no one’s watching. Dance like the human feet can’t.

Coral sea the blues

One of the most poignant lines was 爱深埋珊瑚海 – how the love was deeply buried in the coral sea.


Being unforgiving also has alot to do with judgement. Based on the past, we have a pre-judgement of how person will react / respond, and all the negative, unreal situations start playing out in our head.

Roll flamingo

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.

Warm snow

I started this one because I wanted to experiment with different colours projected on white, i.e. the snow.


My favourite creatures are the giraffes. For some reason I cannot remember, I have always called them tall blondes.

Oh my beloved

We come to this world guided by a purpose that appear not as an earthly “to-do task list” of being an architect to build the most amazing building in the world or a planner to take care of all humanitarian needs or a chef that innovates a new definition to eating.

Luminous inside-out

All your strenuous seeking and effort can be released while the Love-Light in your being floods into an incandescence.

More than mates and twins

Twin Flame covers the spark-split at the beginning of Creation [we are one]; Soul Mate covers the significant player of the Soul Family this life-time [we are family]; and Karmic Relationship covers the im(balances) we accumulate / resolve over many lifetimes [we are living beings].

Profuse flows

The deeper connotation seems to be to not artificially hold ourselves back, and that we should see this from a higher perspective of care for others, and not be so “selfish” and “deprive” them of what we could actually be giving.

Soul mate

While ‘soul mate’ sounds romantic and all, the concept of the soul mate is not exactly what teenage / women magazines portray them to be.

Super blue blood moon

Today’s card is in sync with all the hype about the super-blue-blood-moon-full-lunar-eclipse-what-a-mouthful-of-words. I feel like I am in a very different full-moon-phase today, very happy and almost hyper.


Are you feeling stifled by the unbearable meaninglessness of life?


If inkling be a sound, it would be the sound of happy ink pitter pattering on happy things. Just like wind sparkling.

Dystopian elven journey

Pages are always very fresh-faced and youthful looking, but this one looks like a 2-dimensional pale-faced woman who found a coin in her back garden.

Identifying silhouettes

You’re qualified and ready to take the steps toward your desired outcome. You have what it takes to fulfil your dreams and your life’s purpose.

Theme Rodin

Here is my favourite series of photos, which I have used many of them independently in my posts, and this one puts them altogether as variations on a theme. Theme Auguste Rodin and my favourite Burghers of Calais.

Flower Power!

Spend time with flowers and flower essences to increase your personal healing power.

Heightened state

Ecstasy? I don’t really think so. Heightened state of emotion? More likely. The dominant emotion being one of despair and helplessness. 


It is never too early to take the first step, neither is it ever too late. But to capture the best timing, know yourself, plan your time. 

Maybe too candid

Your spirit’s food is personal; only you know what your spirit hungers for.

My prayer strategy

My strategy is to pray for the guidance and wisdom every moment to live to my highest potential, and that I correctly understand the wisdom and execute the guidance in a timely manner, with ease and grace. #lifehack

A curved edge

Some things we see all our lives, but never notice until someone points it out. Ever notice that the horizon is curved?

Memorable Moments

At the rate life buzzes and bustles us by, silent moments are extremely precious. Knowing smiles, or acknowledging smirks, speak so much of connection and how intimately one knows another.

Don’t Blink

Your Creator wills that you be happy, healthy, secure, and that all your needs will be provided.


This card signifies the possibility of a deep spiritual initiation, partnership, or union is taking place at this time or is manifesting for the future.

Agility of Angelish

Although there might be some temporary hard work or turmoil, this will soon be replaced by a lightness of spirit akin to gently floating on a summer breeze.


Archangel Gabriel, I call upon you now. Thank you for guiding me in the expression of my inner truth and wisdom. I ask that you watch over me in all that I say and write, so that I may clearly convey my inner messages. 


My first meditation with XVI Tower was it crumbled, foundations and all, and what was inside was a very alive, robust, and wise tree. Not soft, but not at all cold and hard. 

Weathered smile

The day I realised that the Divine is really a much larger force to reckon with than what human beings can do.


Presenting the most static object ever photographed. That is me in a state of zen, after a magnificent Christmas dinner, yet still managing to squeeze in some durians some hours later.

The Sword and the Scales

Whichever decision you are making, remember there is no “right” and no “wrong”, but only the best choice you can make at that juncture. Wield the sword of Truth within you; Weigh it up, balance logic with intuition, the scales are in your hands too.

Carving an end and then a start

Minor Arcana takes us from starting fresh with the Aces and building up on the day-to-day growth journey to completion of the cycle with the Tens and then it starts afresh again with the Aces on a different journey.


I asked Universe for an undulating card today, and picked this Knight of Wands. Dang. not pleased at all, what’s undulating in this to write about? I asked for another one, and picked this card again. The most undulated element I can find are his wildly tousled hair.

Six Chalices

Considering that a complete set of Tarot features life as a soul journey (Major Arcana) and the day to day vicissitudes (Minor Arcana), I was wondering how the heck a sexual perspective can be applied to the entire deck.

Forlornity of my genius

This Dali-nian Seven of Swords dabbles into the philosophy of the outer personality and the inner being (the sketchy red blood figure on the left that has separated from the solid figure).

More Faeries!

The journey through Faerie land is like embarking on a quest, with the goal of not getting distracted or misled by the shady characters along the way, while gainfully attaining wisdom from the guiding characters.

Winsome lovelies

Roses, with their thorns, blossomed and budding; myrtle, also periwinkle, pistils and pollen twinkle!


Growth is when one realises that being comfortable in her own skin is akin to not worrying about how unglamorous one looks on the surface. Or how sad or unhappy or troubled one appears when one really is truly in that mode.

Pots of gold await

There are days I feel allergic to life in general. It is especially annoying when I feel unaccomplished in the day, and then the problems start floating in in bits and pieces at night. Gosh, high time to establish some boundaries.

Separation anxieties

I have babyboo to myself tonight! His mom is outstation again, and I just met his dad downstairs. Seems like he has outgrown separation anxieties already!


The angels seem to be harbouring some great news today. My heart always leaps a little when this unicorn rears into my space.

Keeping up

Day 2 of resolution and I am already falling asleep while picking the cards. Blame it on the full moon, whispers a voice inside. 


I thought of a new resolution for 2018. I shall write a blog post everyday!!! A blogpost a day keeps all blockages away. 😀


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.

Sweet lil’ rain

Extravagance is: paying ten bucks for a black coffee and a stick of fairy floss. The fairy floss is not even pink!

Finding Depth

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.

Mild counts to year end

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~).


Some memories are cherishables, while some are perishables. Nostalgia definitely falls under the former.


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.

Call of the wind

As I sit in my room and space out into nothingness, I could only hear peace and harmony sparkling in the wind. So that’s how wind-sparkles sound like.

Associative thinking

Coincidentally, both my sister and I focussed on babyboo learning Mandarin this past week. His pronunciation is not as crisp as how a native Mandarin speaker should, but he has got most of them right. Pretty much still sounding very English.

Silent treatment

Made it in time for my hair appointment today! Pretty happy that my hair got its fair share of pampering. The hairstylist asked about cutting it short, but I did my curls just half a year ago! Ah well, he cut it as short as he needed to keep it healthy, and I shall go…

Inner outer child

Babyboo was already asleep when I got back today. I had promised him this morning that I would come home earlier so he can chill in my room and show me (my) things.

Love in the first degree

I realise that the worst unrequited love anyone can experience is with oneself. This would be the ultimate Love in the first degree.


This cheeky little thing is now a threenager. How fast time flies! He was born the day I moved to Mae Sot. Really my tick-tock little clock in more ways than one. ❤


I am not a religious person, and have only started getting acquainted with many terms just very recently. It is embarrassing to let leak my ignorance here, but I guess we all learn something new everyday.


The move back to Singapore was a dramatic affair. Considering that I ran away “from home”, it was an amazing feat we pulled off.


I’m supposed to be doing earthly work from 3hours ago, but the words from the “top” are still coming down. 

Our Angels

The angels from his place somehow hung out at my place last night. It was so strange, but definitely welcomed. I recognise the incessant chatter, and the vibration of it, and they were more excited this time.


Just saw Mama Cormier’s photo of a white hydrangea centre piece, and it is such a beautiful picture to wake up to. I used to have these in our back garden.

The Compass within us

I now understand the “current map” a tad bit deeper. Why it is current, and also why time is not linear, is because there are millions of us involved in our own respective story lines, and everyone has Free Will.


Do you have days when life just feels like too much and too much of nothingness that you want to hide in the cocoon for an infinite amount of time? Maybe till the storm blows over, or till things have sorted out enough internally to emerge as a butterfly, or maybe just simply, fossilise.


My alarm clock started working again today. As with good weather. 😀 Some traits just run in the family.

Percussive words

Here is another song that blew me away. Yup, still harping on the youtube marathon that extended till the rest of today. I love this song for the very strong, almost percussive, rhythm of the words.


There is this one thing I really miss about being in China – their massively popular and extremely rousing singing competitions.

Menacing dreams

Nights of weird dreams are back: the marine version of having gremlins in the house.

The story that never came to pass

Another weekend passed. Not a drop of juice written on the past life love story. I made several attempts, but body refused to budge. I guess Soul still has not gotten over it. 😦

Resuming normalcy

Yappadappadoo~ just finished a presentation today. 😀 Life has been pretty intense since I got back to Singapore.


Now I know it is an apt word to use to describe my latest inspiration: I shall riff about my past life love stories as they unfold in my journey!


I am a neophyte to human relations! Lady Nada’s words really hit home yesterday, and I am starting to understand the pattern of survival versus love as a choice, and how I always chose to run away each time.


Lady Nada spoke to me this morning. She introduced me to the energy of Faith, explaining it is a light blue ray which is not only an Archangel, but also a Quality – a cosmic vibration.

Write and Ramble

Angels woke me up at 3:33 this morning. I rolled my eyes and then rolled back to sleep. Then at 4:44, I was woken up again.


n. the habit of forgetting how important someone is to you until you see them again in person.

Sweet spot

The best place in time is having the sun on your face, hair and back. With a strong enough breeze to rack the waves up into a symphony as they beat rhythmically against the beach. Freezing fingers warmed by the chai tea latte. Nothing more perfect than this. 🙂 Lovely day. If only I had…

Eggy time

Time travelling is like walking on eggs. I feel myself in a slime of an egg white as I checked in online prodded by the midnight SMS.


n. the amniotic tranquility of being indoors during a thunderstorm, listening to waves of rain pattering against the roof like an argument upstairs, whose muffled words are unintelligible but whose crackling release of built-up tension you understand perfectly.

Moon behind the clouds

Full moon is as full moon does.
I can hear the waves thunderously crashing against the land. It was creepy at first, I had never lived so near the ocean before.

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Fluffy diet

My diet constraints are turning out to be a whole load of fluff nowadays. More a matter of restraint or a lack thereof.

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Melancholia is a very dangerous and contagious state of being. 😦 We watched Loving Vincent today and … I should really stay away from Vincent Van Gogh for a while. I have sunk into that deep hole too many times before, and it is really not a good place to be in.

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Ah-ha. I was not the only one who googled “is gratitude an emotion”. I was also not the only one who googled “is gratitude a virtue”.

Sun sets

When the sunset changeth the world into an ambient orange glow.  

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“I don’t do this-and-that because it is not me.” Is this valid? Do we know this for sure because we know this part (depends on context) of ourselves so thoroughly and innately that we are affirmative it is beyond us?

Inner glow

An inner glow manifests itself in the outer world. All flowers look extremely cheery these days.

The weekend has been an immersive sense of peace and presence. The feeling of being very very present and being very very willing to be present is insanely powerful.


On plane to SF! Feeling a quiet kind of excitement. Expecting a thrilling start with an eyeful of cosmic blessings via Orionids. ❤

Hoarder Express

Tsk. Highclass Hoarder Express – the quickest way to own high-value artworks is to force your friends to give to (or exchange with) you. BFFs, yea?

Brave beings

Do you know that a group of magpies is called Parliament? We learn something new everyday!

Lessons over lives

The only “thing” one should be loyal to is the God-spark in each and everyone of us.

Saints Sinners and Slaves

Understanding life / live(s) really takes many layers of peeling, getting in touch, understanding, and then a next deeper layer of peeling, getting in touch, and another level of understanding.

Wild and Free (II)

I’m a fraudster nature lover. I love flowers and I love them in my vases. I love how they soften the hard walls of a hard home, I love how their fragrance dissolves the smell of frustration.

Air you can see

The scale of pollution in China is visibly clear (irony + oxymoron! *slow clap*) from this photo of a national park that is 9,500sqkm in size.

Wild and Free

That was the time I understood that wild life is happy out in the wild, and that human beings should not always be so selfish in wanting to domesticate them.

Imagination vs Truthfulness

I got carried away by my own imagination and decided to extract snippets of his truths, unsure whether I have taken them out of context.

Do you believe?

I am (still) half-hearted about whether I believe in divine intervention. I remember this topic very vividly when I packed and ran away, and it turned out to be true-er than true how the divine has intervened to put me in the right place for my highest good.


Ah well, I guess we are on different leagues, and who am I to call it superficial. There is, in fact, so much complexity to the way their prices are determined.

Barrio Santa Cruz, Sevilla

Natural light played such an important role in the theatrics of our exploration. We wandered in the tiny dark lanes devoid of light, and then “surprise!” the sun lights up the very intricate facade of the corner house.

Accidentally in love

I was sucked into the small room filled with a loving passionate sea of red. Song of Songs is a set of five paintings depicting a man and a woman through different scenes.

Surrogate for denied emotions

Thank you for opening me up to the world of emotions – the scary “iffy” part deeply hidden within me that I never dared to even brush against. It was only through you, that I finally allowed myself to feel the emotions so denied of existence.

Sunrise on the mirror

In front of his bed hung a circular mirror, at the precise angle to capture the sunrise every morning through the eastern window!


I was exhilarated that we actually managed to fit in a day trip to Claude Monet’s hometown!

Circle of Familiarity

Life has gone quite a circle, my sis and I used to do these little assignments for our little baby bro, who has now grown up to run these little errands for my sister’s baby son.

Windows into a colourful soul

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?

A world of Everything-ness

The veil is getting thinner and thinner, and it is surprisingly easy to live concurrently in different dimensions.


This beat and movement is going to stick around in your head for a bit. hehe. AND that feeling of achey-shoulders. #sorrynotsorry
Have a great day~

A different dimension

I start to feel the vibrational space around me. It was a finer kind of vibration, much like when the angels wrap their wings around me. Although beyond that was a harsh, cold vibration of “bad news”, which I am still not sure of what yet. 


I shall distract myself from the worries now by discussing the worries passed.