“Who are you?”
For those wondering who Kai is, who among you has watched the movie Kung Fu Panda 3? If you recall, he is the villain whom Po battles with.
Our Kung Fu Panda Po answers, “I’ve been asking myself the same question… Am I the son of a panda? The son of a goose? A student? A teacher?”
When I heard those lines, I was struck because like Po, I am also… a panda.
Kidding aside, like Po, I too ask myself the same question. Who am I? I believe we all ask ourselves this question, have asked it, and may continuously do so.
As a lot of words and thoughts and rushed into me, I finally settled with three words that I thought would tell a lot about who Mai is a person – Mai is a daydreamer, learner, and lover.
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Danke schön. 谢谢. Thank you…
To the team that has taught me a lot.
To the mates who know how to make light of things.
To friends who remain.
To the people who matter most — family.
To life and its heartaches and joys, tears and comfort.
To God who loved me first and loved me best.
Cheers to another year!
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“One often meets his destiny on the road he takes to avoid it.” – Master Oogway
Inspired by Kung Fu Panda, I named my turtle after Master Oogway.
Not everybody knows that I have a turtle but when they do, they get surprised. This is probably because not everyone would choose a turtle for a pet. Similarly, when I meet someone who also owns one, I feel sort of connected to them as if we, turtle owners, are the only ones who understand why we have this kind of pet in the first place.
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Don’t judge a man until you’ve walked two moons in his moccasins. – American Indian Proverb
I had just finished rereading Sharon Creech’s Walk Two Moons and it still gave me the same lingering feeling of wanting to muse over things after I turned the last page of the book. I may have written my thoughts in one of my earlier journals back then and now here I was again, scribbling on my latest journal, pouring word after word coz they kept coming out of me, sometimes faster than I could write them down.
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I have been de-cluttering the past weeks, whenever I could, as there were changes around the house brought about by minor home renovations. We had to move stuff here and there and I had to let go of things as I feel like I have so much. One of tasks was to review the books I were to keep and those I were to donate. I had done this a year ago, cutting my collection immensely but here I go again, trimming the number of books I owned. Mind you, this was not easy for me as I am a bookworm and I have always dreamed of having a library of my own. However, some things happen in life that made me realize that holding on to material things too tightly isn’t right. Hence despite the difficulty, let go, I did – little by little.
In the process of paring down, I had to pick those I really liked and one of those would be my collection of Sammy Keyes mysteries. I was debating if I were to still keep it so I decided to read them again to be reminded of why I loved this modern-day Nancy Drew. I guess apart from her witty ways, her life story was also something that at one point becomes relatable for her readers. From being left by her dad and then her mom later on to being cared for by her grandma, from being a simple girl trying to survive high school to being hated by a bully, from being a normal teen going through phases of her adolescence to being someone brilliant but with eccentric ways that not everybody will appreciate, she is that person whom we can understand especially when we see her life from her point of view.
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“Tell God all that is in your heart, as one unloads one’s heart, its pleasures and its pains, to a dear friend. Tell Him your troubles, that He may comfort you; tell Him your joys, that He may sober them; tell Him your longings, that he may purify them; tell Him your dislikes, that He may help you to conquer them; talk to Him of your temptations, that He may shield you from them; show Him the wounds of your heart, that He may heal them; lay bare your indifference to good, your depraved tastes for evil, your instability. Tell him how self-love makes you unjust to others, how vanity tempts you to be insincere, how pride disguises you to yourself and others.
If you thus pour out all your weaknesses, needs, troubles, there will be no lack of what to say. You will never exhaust the subject. It is continually being renewed. People who have no secrets from each other never want for subjects of conversation. They do not weigh their words, for there is nothing to be held back; neither do they seek for something to say. They talk out of the abundance of the heart, without consideration they say just what they think. Blessed are they who attain to such familiar, unreserved intercourse with God.”
– Francis Fenelon
To Him, who not only hears but listens. To Him, who cares selflessly and absolutely.
Two and a half years – almost three, since I began working. Two jobs since then.
Exceeding. Exploring. Enriching.
Discovering things that bring out the best parts of me.
Trying things I have never done before. #99FirstsAndCounting
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