February 12, 2012

  • Rise and Shine

    “You are not your body, or your mind, or your soul. You are all three combined.”

    I figure if I’m not my mind then I can step outside my mind and look at what I’m thinking and decide whether I like my thoughts or not. 

    I figure if I’m not my body then I can step outside my body and look at the changes that are happening and decide whether I like what I see or not. 

    I figured if I’m not my soul, wait … no, my soul is the sole reason I’m here isn’t it?

    We are all born with souls attached, but for most of our lives we live oblivious to the connection we have with our soul, oblivious to what the soul is telling us, let alone connect to the souls which surround us. What a shame!

     

    My hands feel like its inflated with water, so are my feet. Lucky my hands were slim to start with, so I don’t see them as getting fatter. (Except I can no longer wear the wedding ring…)

    I can’t walk as far as I’d like to, or as fast I want to, I get tired and need to sit down and rest. 

    I admire my capacity to put on weight and my face still looks manageable (no double chin oh yeah!). Today I was interested in myself enough to put on a tiny little bit of lip gloss, just a tiny little bit to give my face a little bit of a lift. I’d also like to do my nails, at least clean the cuticles, but I guess that would need to wait, I don’t trust salon’s hygiene.

     

    I know when I shine again, I will shine even brighter.  

     

December 14, 2011

  • I need to keep writing, but often feel words are jumbled up inside.

    I still keep reading my subscriptions, and enjoying it a lot to see the ones’ I’ve been subscribing to throughout the years are experiencing life to the fulliest, whether they think they are happy or not.

    Now that I (seem to) cut all contacts from the outside world via digital means, more time is spent on introspecting. Whether you believe it or not, they say between the age of 27-30 is where Saturn’s Return happens, which means there are big life lessons to be learnt during those years. And for all my Saturn’s Return cycles (it happens once every 7 years apparently), the problem has been revolved around the men in my life, more specifically, I think it’s a father issues that’s underlying them all, well, this time it’s no different.

    Maybe as we get older, our ability to adapt deteriorates with time. We feel pain more strongly and its after-effects seem to last longer, yet happiness seems more and more fleeting. I can’t help but wonder why.

    I will think about the mode in which I’ll be writing, I don’t want to abandon Xanga, I like it here, unlike Twitter/Facebook or any other networking sites, Xanga allows me to actually sit down, reflect and record my thoughts, it’s nice this way.

     

     

November 7, 2011

  • Photos,

    Just a couple

     

     

     

    Just married

    You are a very brave manheart

     

     

    Even though I bite;
    and every often I claw;

    You still remain the sweetest. Thank you.  

     

October 15, 2011

  • Weekends are reserved for sleep-ins; 

    As I open my eyes, noticing the star-shaped-me occupying the whole bed, 

    I know someone is hard at work. 

    As I walk downstairs, I notice the pressure cooker’s “keep-warm” light is flashng,

    I know congee is ready, just the way I like it;

    On the bench top, I’d see a note:

    “Congee is ready,

    when going for hair cut, don’t color or put chemicals in your hair” 

    … …

    I’d go to the fresh grocers;

    Buy a week’s supply of fruits;

    I like to smell them before putting them in the basket;

    Their scent is their way of telling me that they are fresh and fine;

    I’d go to the local butcher;

    Buy some bones to make a calcium-rich soup;

    I’m not knowledgable in making soup;

    but I bought books, and I’m learning.

    I’d go to the chinese supermarket;

    Getting excited at 49c/bunch shanghai-bokcoy; 

    A colleague once told me, “take it one day at a time”

     

October 10, 2011

  • 2011

    There must be something in the air for 2011.

    I get approximately one wedding invites every two months.

    And if that’s not enough, little did I know I’d be planning my own wedding in September.

    Fate works in mysterious ways.

    So the whole engagement to wedding happened in three months time, talk about efficiency. (for a second Beyonce’s line of lyrics “if you like it you should have put a ring on it” pops into my headconfused)

    And we even got the honeymoon out of the way, even though I was a little disappointed with Fiji, it was a nice change nevertheless.

    Am still waiting for hubby to finish all the photos we’ve taken (which is not a lot, I refused to take photos because I think I look uglybummed, somehow I feel I look uglier than before *cries* maybe it’s the hair I don’t know… )

     

    Anyhow …

     

    Hubby cooks me congee just the way I like it every morning;

    He also vacumms and mops the floor;

    He srubs the bathroom and toilet;

    He does the washing (sometimes);

    He even cooks !!!

    He mowes the lawn for my parents’ house;

    He does the dishes when eating with the parents;

    He drives to pick mom up after work on rainy days;

    He gives me 200 bux for every kiss (LOLlaughing, okay, really!!)

     

    Anyhow …

     

    Isn’t it strange that there are so many people getting married this year?

    Oh, and, I want a dragon baby :D

     

     

August 22, 2011

  • 不贤惠的女人

    我懒洋洋的抱着电脑,在bbs上灌水,看些有用没用的帖子。

    老刘忙得窜上窜下,要陪爸爸聊天(因为我懒得说话),要把我的午餐放进冰箱(因为我懒得走路)

    一边忙一边还回头笑嘻嘻的对我说:你真得不是一个很贤惠的女人。(当时我还翘着脚休息着)

    但是老刘的话语中没有一点责备,没有一点不高兴,反而充满了溺爱。

    我抱着电脑,沉默许久。

     

    其实没有去思考自己是不是贤惠的女人。

    自己几斤几两自己很清楚。

    思考的是:怎样去接受一个人对你的百般溺爱,一次又一次的包容?

     

    提醒自己说:不要把别人对你的好当作是理所当然。

     

     

     

     

     

August 10, 2011

  • 年初,在手腕上戴上一串粉晶,

    没有说是想要improve my love life, or attract a potential date,

    因为说觉得,了解,交往,分手,对我来说,厌倦了。

    戴上粉晶只是觉得它粉色的,很好看,也希望自己生活的各个方面都能带上粉色的浪漫情调。

     

    其实上半年过的还真的挺“浪漫”的:有很多时间与朋友相处吃吃喝喝,家里买房又搬家,老板给加薪不升值,当然,也不会缺乏桃花。

    中医给自己条理了3个月的身体功德圆满,自己买了很多煲汤秘籍,身心都很滋润。

    努力做好手上的事,好好对待身边的朋友,因为我相信:God has sent me, nothing but angels.

    Little did I know, amongst the calm surface of the blue sea, a “storm” is forming.

    为什么要说是”storm”? 因为我做梦都不会想到,I’d get engaged, and having to share my future with another human being for the rest of my life to come (that’s a blardy long time!!).

    As selfish as it may sound, I wasn’t ready then and there, I liked myself too much to settle.

     

    但是在和妈妈+朋友的旅行途中,我又反复思考了God has sent me, nothing but angels这句话。

    我又反复思考了以前经常提醒自己的要凡事感恩。

    我又反复思考了以前经常提醒自己的要好好善待身边的每一个人without exceptions.

    我问自己:在这么关键的时刻,你怎么把自己说的话都当耳旁风了呢?

    你怎么可以为了自己的小小自私而去伤害一个很爱你的男人?

    然后我会自己和自己说:爱我的男人多的去了,对每个人都负责我不是很忙?(天啊,forgive my arrogence!)

    其实,我会了解拍拖分手到麻木,不就是因为自己的不懂得珍惜而造成的么?因为总觉得,我还有很多选择。

    Because I knew, if this one doesn’t work out, there’ll be the next one coming, and with that mentality, I’ve driven myself to where I am today, and if I keep this mentality, I’ll keep going at the rate I was going before, for the many years to come.

     

     

    然后我突然领悟到了什么,我不是没有选择,在任何一刻,我都有很多选择,关键在于,我选什么。

     

    I’m experimenting with life, so that I can awaken my soul, to find out who I truly am.

     

     

     

     

     

      

     

     

August 4, 2011

  • 是导演,也是主角。

    是悲剧,也是喜剧,

    怎么导?怎么演?

     

    也许,只想做个观众。

    看人生的剧,在眼前上演。

     

    把情节给了谁,把结局给了谁。

     

    如果还有哀伤,让风吹散它。

    如果还有快乐… …

July 28, 2011

  • 如果沉默是金的话,

    那我现在因该很有钱。

     

     

     

     

     

July 14, 2011

  • On Compassion

    It’s been a while since I shared an inspirational article, here’s one I truly enjoy, I hope you find it mind opening too.

     

    The heart of Compassion,

    The heart of Compassion,

    The question of Compassion often arises during sessions. It is a kind of throwaway term. It means something like ‘be’ very, very nice to someone to show that you are pious and kind hearted as long as they are doing something that you can relate to. This is of course  the cynical version of compassion. For this exploration I will delve into the cynicism and naturally also the true expression of compassion from the perspective of Light.

    The question of what I call “true compassion” arises, when faced with situations where there is someone doing something that I may not approve of, yet I am faced with the opportunity to give to them.

    I will give you an example of this:

    I was walking through New York city and there was a man who had his hand out, he had made a list of priorities that he would spend his begging money on. On the top of the list were drugs, next alcohol, followed by prostitution and then food…well the list went on for six more priorities. I stood there and examined his list. Knowing myself the way I do, I celebrate that I personally do not relate to drug addiction or alcohol dependency and I do not personally have any relationship to prostitution but the question was not whether I liked the list or not, but rather would I give to him knowing his revealed faults?  His list questioned my level of compassion, silently I inquired as to my integrity around giving. Within every priority that he wrote, I saw the hidden questions written there for my ‘true’ exploration.

    Now this presented a challenge! I stood there and examined his list. Knowing myself the way I do, I celebrate that I personally do not relate to drug addiction or alcohol dependancy and I do not personally have any relationship to prostitution. The question however,was not whether I liked the list or not, but rather would I give to him knowing his revealed value system that was far from mine?  His list questioned my level of compassion, silently I inquired as to my integrity around giving. Within every priority that he wrote, I saw the hidden questions written there for my ‘true’ exploration.

    “Regardless of whether I liked what he did with the money, would I still consider giving to him?”
    Would I ‘give’ simply out of compassion regardless of his addictions?”
    “Can I see his true Spirit nature, through his flaws and the illusion of his life, or do I judge him as a dirty human who should get a job?”

    I was drawn in by his desire to be transparent and his willingness to expose himself shamelessly in this fashion. He was a ‘kind of’ billboard, for all of humanity to witness. After a short time, I noticed that he was not even remotely interested in me and my world and this too compelled me as I realised he was not trying to make me like him. He was in his space and there was a pristine honesty about this.  I gently reached into my pocket and deposited some loose coinage that I had put there for just this kind of situation. He did not say thank you or acknowledge me in anyway. All this was thought provoking for me, as I had been taught to say thank you and acknowledge kind acts bestowed on me by another.  He did none of that, therefore I was left in my own thoughts.

    I was left with questions indelibly imprinted on me that I have since explored for many years…

    What is giving, what is true compassion?
    If the recipient does not do what we want with our offerings and gifts, then what is our recourse?

    If there is no gratitude for the offerings, for example a simple ‘thank you’ then is that person ‘not’ worth giving to?

    Do I offer giving and compassion as a demonstration of my ego or is there a higher agenda that is ever expanding and transformational in compassion?
    Does giving with your mind, (politically, societally, religiously) look differently to true compassionate giving?

    Fundamentally my world does not relate to the beggars world nor the prostitutes world and for that and so many other reasons I am grateful. Regardless they demonstrated my weakness, my judgements and my presuppositions regarding humanity, giving and compassion.

    I have thought about the New York beggar over the years and have even considered that he had a great marketing mind and may have been an ex-ad man as his ‘schtick’ pulled me in and gave me something to consider.  Instead I have grown from my encounter with him.

    I recall that there was a biblical story of Jesus meeting a prostitute and he did not judge her but rather held out the hand of compassion for her. Naturally there are great stories such as this, in all great religions and philosophies. This is because the human-being aspires to get to this point of open hearted non-judgement and in this way become a vessel of compassion. Personally these stories have held me in good stead as occasionally I have had prostitutes and addicts as clients of mine. Was there true compassion for them or was there selective compassion, and did I arrogantly demand that they stop what they did and live a life that I believed was suitable?

    I assure you that there is no selective compassion for these dear souls but rather an open hearted connection to their higher self.

    Regardless I acknowledge that selective compassion is much easier for us mere humans when ‘they’ are doing exactly what we want ‘them’ to do. If ’they’ have the same political views, social ideals or religious persuasion then we can ‘give’ until the cows come home, otherwise we are challenged and we judge – giving and compassion then becomes difficult, if not impossible. So the question is, is this true compassion and true giving?

    We are not all meant to be the same. We are all here to explore and grow and if we are in a Spiritual practice remember who we truly ARE or truly ”BE”…, therefore from our Highest Self we may not agree with the person we are feeling compassion for or giving to.

    True Compassion is something that genuinely occurs as you deepen and widen into your own True Nature.

    As we connect to our Highest Self we notice that we may become more intuitive and find ourselves helpers or healers in our daily lives, as our own true self emergies. We notice that  a moral compass is exposed where there were once rules and laws.  The once act of giving or ‘doing’ compassion makes way for a true act of compassion and giving.  We are no longer acting out ‘giving and compassion’ through the ego but through the True connection to Spirit.

    Compassion has a direct relationship to waking up or enlightenment. This is simply because when we wake up to our True nature we are naturally connected through the Spirit consciousness to other people and to all of life.

    Compassion occurs once ‘we’ see our everlasting nature. It happens when ‘we’ know, and ‘we’ are certain, beyond a doubt, that ‘we’ are more than ‘we’ thought we were. That ‘we’ are Light ever lasting and that ‘we’ are all profound and unquestionable Love. This self realization causes us to see the expansive nature in all humanity and we therefore relate to all BEings lovingly and compassionately.

    In this ever expanding space we discover that there is a ‘code of conduct’,a way in which we can no longer act and conversely a way we are compelled to ”BE”. Our awakening causes us to enliven our old views and step joyfully into a larger space of integrity and expanded limitless love. This is, paradoxically, a Spiritual morality beyond laws of morality.

    I have been enriched by the beggar man in New York and have smiled at his great teaching for me. He lives with me in my thoughts regardless, as a reminder of giving, he served me in facilitating much deep thought over the years, and so I guess he earned his keep that night!

    I now look at street people in Sydney and ask for nothing from them. I stand in gratitude that I am able to explore my authentic connection to Spirit, as I witness my judgements, presuppositions and compassion towards them, they have taught me well.

    In Gratitude and in Light and Love,

    Sanna