What happens when someone leaves? To those left behind, there will be a period of remembering and reflection. News of her passing is no different. She was larger than life, beyond her physicality. The volatility of her words and actions left indelible prints upon the lives of those around her. I was only young when… Continue reading She left
Is what we do meaningful? Do we do things because we believe them to be meaningful, or do we find meaning after we have done them? During my teenage years, I was entranced with Hong Kong entertainer, Leslie Cheung - award-wining singer and actor, songwriter and music producer. One of his films, Farewell, My Concubine… Continue reading Meaning in hindsight?
The lunar new year has dawned…and the traditional celebration goes for 15 days. I anticipate another family gathering this week to mark the end of this festive period. Celebratory it may be, I do not mark time with festive seasons, whether they be Christmases or new years or lunar new years. Oddly, not birthdays either.… Continue reading When did you…?
The books on my shelf tell a story. They tell a story of me. I believe we are drawn to certain books for a reason. And the preference changes over time. Our collection of books tell of who we were, who we are and perhaps who we would like to be. They indicate our desires… Continue reading Book journey
What do you focus on? What do I focus on? We often hear “pay attention and you will see”. Or the common refrains - “be conscious” and “be mindful”. Yet sometimes, not paying attention isn’t such a bad thing. “Let it be” and “ignorance is bliss” as the sayings go. Exhortations, sayings, contradictions…which is true?… Continue reading How do you carry your life?
Tea cups. Coffee cups. Vessels. And yet I hesitate to drink coffee from a tea cup. And tea from a coffee cup is not without its resistance 🙂 A first world problem indeed but that's not what perplexes me. When intellectually I know both to be vessels capable of holding liquid and from which I… Continue reading Vessels of life
These past few months have been a meditation of sorts - on the meaning of life not on the grand scale but on the minutiae of everyday living, mine; and on the impact this life has on those around me. We live in relationship to each other after all, whether we acknowledge it or not.… Continue reading A meditation
What does your travel mean? Not the meaning of travel, in general rather what each travel, each trip you take by yourself, or with your friends or family… what did each mean for you? I was reading a John Donohue poem and it occurred to me, that the trips I’ve taken, particularly in later years,… Continue reading What does your travel mean?
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I hide. When I want to. When I need to. For different reasons. And I believe everyone does, to varying degrees, duration and frequency. In those moments when we just need to get away, to get some "peace and quiet", to stop listening to the woes of the world, when compassion-fatigue hits, in order to… Continue reading Hiding away
It hit me laying there still thinking (as the idea for this post popped into my head 🙂 ) about whether I should tell her to go hard. This session was meant to help and serve a purpose. And therefore she should ‘dig in’ to get rid of the knots that have formed. Odd, but… Continue reading A “nothing” massage?
"No matter...we love and we seek to find meaning for those transitory moments."
Conversation… what's it about? I have encountered ‘conversations’ a lot these past few days, and in many different contexts. The conversation I promised another, when time permits for the both of us. The conversation I had with another which distilled much and created space for more imaginings. The conversations which signaled change and endings and… Continue reading A true conversation
“How will you serve the world? What do they need that your talent can provide? That’s all you have to figure out... The effect you have on others is the most valuable currency there is... Ultimately, we're not the avatars we create. We're not the pictures or the film stars. We are the light that… Continue reading Who you truly are…
"Making meaning of our life stories" - that's my tag line, and it occurred to me that I've not spoken to it. Our lives are made up of memories, which are in effect stories, narratives which were told and remembered. These narratives, created by us and others, in turn have created our life, in how… Continue reading Making meaning of our life stories