Can extract sunshine from a cloudy day!

Join the great company of those who make the barren places of life fruitful with kindness. Carry a vision of heaven in your hearts, and you shall make your name,your college, the world, correspond to that vision. Your success and happiness lie within you. External conditions are the accidents of life, its outer wrappings. The great, enduring realities are love and service. Joy is the holy fire that keeps our purpose warm and our intelligence aglow. Resolve to keep happy, and your joy and you shall form an invincible host against difficulty. ~ Helen Keller
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Monday, October 9, 2017

" Discovering The Sweet Potato Soul Lady " :D

I feel strangely ill touched today like coming down with colds. Chesty feels, acid reflux, muscle aches and lethargy seeping in. All the icky ugh works and I know where this is heading. Must shake the feeling! This lasts a day or a couple of days so I need to take in lots of fluids and sleep it off. A good yoga stretch and some light cardio to break out sweat will probably make me feel better later.
Memorably Singapore last August 2017
Right now, I'm sipping organic Echinacea Tea which I bought from my favorite organic  store,  Healthy Options but is available online as well. The brew is calming my senses and unclogging my sinuses. I'll lay off on the coffee and stick to caffeine free tea for the rest of the week. For good measure I'm mediating later. I don't have candles but calming music will ground me. 

Regrettably,  I slacked off from my workout which was gaining ground a week ago. At seven am today, before the husband left, he candidly reminded me of my routine and added I looked svelte the last time we went out last Friday. Flutter eyes me, haha!

It's only Tuesday and I  sure can see what three days of junk food binging can do to my body. Mcdonald's had that new garlic parmesan spicy chicken burger, and on a whim, yesterday, I impulsively had to try it! Can you believe that?!?

What on earth is wrong with me? All my niggling crazy habits drive me crazy!


BUT, I'm glad my body still visibly responds to the effort I put in. Not as fast as my younger years, need to keep that in mind! What to do is make sure I get consistent, consistent, consistent! Yes, as consistent as I've been with my acne treatment which is about already clear, thank the good Lord!

I looked disastrously creeps last month and remember the moment I couldn't believe how hormonal dried and pimply my skin had developed. The doc said it would take about four weeks regular application of dermatologist prescribed magic serums for my condition to improve. True enough, it did! I have never had skin as good as I do now!

Which got me thinking that if I would apply the same four week method to about anything I want to do, heck, I believe I'd get there! There being the point of whatever it is I want to achieve. 

Tea collection
Reminds me of Danielle Laporte and her "desire goals" approach. Like how do you want to feel at the end of the day, the week, the month, the year? Then wrap your effort around your core desired feelings. I'll get to that in a private journal later. 

Right now, up above's a picture of the Sambal Tuna  I cooked up a month ago. A reminder that I'm capable of decent healthy meals and have no need for craving junk food.

On the subject of food, there's a Youtube lady I find wonderful! I found her channel yesterday while searching for healthy prep meals. She goes by the name SWEET POTATO SOUL! How lovely is that, haha!

When I say amazing, I mean she is totally amazing! Sweet potato may be so much younger than I am but I just connect with her vibe! Here's a sample video from her channel. 



She makes me want to become vegan! Realistically, I don't  think I  can give up a few slices of meat and fish, but she inspires me to rewire my brain and retrain my taste buds. Everything she cooks looks delicious! Plus, I adore her cute cozy no fuss kitchen with its well stocked herb collection. As I take note of one meal after the other, I realize how much I truly want my lifestyle and food choices to diversify.

Really, I treasure the phenomenal people the divine heavens reveal to me, whether online, through a book,  or in my walking life. Every soul I meet  addresses an answer, a help, a lesson that prods and pushes me towards the attainment of my life goals and the revelation of my higher self. 

Monday, October 2, 2017

ARMOR THE MIND WITH RESPECT










Most of what passes for legitimate entertainment is inferior or foolish and only caters to or exploits people's weaknesses. Avoid being one of the mob who indulges in such pastimes. Your life is too short and you have important things to do. Be discriminating about what images and ideas you permit
into your mind.  If you yourself don't choose what thoughts and images you expose yourself to, someone else will, and their motives may not be the highest. It is the easiest thing in the world to slide imperceptibly into vulgarity. But there's no need for that to happen if you determine not to waste your time and attention on mindless pap.” ― EpictetusThe Art of Living: The Classical Manual on Virtue, Happiness and Effectiveness

Mindless pap, oh goodness, smack on, luv that! I mean, what better way to phrase trifling distractions that could worm itself into a planned good day? And writing of plans, I'm invested in that. Meaning, I'm ditching all the crap the dark side of the world dishes on everyone. I'm just here for the focused unfolding of everything I conceive. 

Conceptualize is my current word, because frankly I miss my urban mind. That mind that pushes up daisies from a concrete slab. That mind that aspires and surges and lifts in spite of today's niggling degeneracy. 

The world is in perilous danger because violence has morphed into a bizarre form of entertainment. Bloody deterioration assaults every day and the stigma notches by degrees per hour. Like the mad piper, it lures everyone into a pool containing contaminants of pessimism. Fight back by armoring your mind with the respect it deserves. Take no heed for anything that could draw cynicism, including dispirited talk and the drivel of mindless activities. Be wary of witless company. Better to befriend your soul - the succor of Nirvana, than to parcel illumination away by entertaining habitual bunglers.

“Attach yourself to what is spiritually superior, regardless of what other people think or do. Hold to your true aspirations no matter what is going on around you.” ~  Epictetus

Core goals for the week: vitality, energy and clarity sun rise after sunrise.
Core desired feelings: fierce, intense, potent, vivid, formidable and spirited.
What I will NOT do: Read or listen to the news. Nothing inspiring there. Slack off. Take no you cant have that or do that or be that for an answer.
What I will do: "CONQUER"
Archetype: Athena

Affirmation: You must find the place inside yourself where nothing is impossible. - Les Brown

Tuesday, September 26, 2017

The Dawn with Questions: Whines, Caprices and Fizzled Messages


“No one can lose either the past or the future - how could anyone be deprived of what he does not possess? ... It is only the present moment of which either stands to be deprived: and if this is all he has, he cannot lose what he does not have.” 

All these thinkings at two minutes to one in the morning! Always, always something on my mind. I am adrift in thought, considering the merits of the present, the future and what may be. I sit here, in the midst of breaking dawn sipping my lavender tea mulling my questions. What sort one may  ask; big questions, small questions, grand questions, minuscule ones - it doesn't matter what kind, as long as they are
right.

The questions hold the key to clarity. If one asks the right questions, the correct answers come begging. If the mind throws out whines and caprices, like a weathered bent antennae, fizzled messages assail the cerebral.

Being a step in years from one young, naive and wondering, there is conscientious method to my themed queries. A mind behavior, precise and particular. Should I choose one path from the other? Should I consider one goal from the rest? Should I just go for it all?

At one am close to two on a Wednesday pre-dawn moment, one is apt is realize how good life is when saddled by questions, which either way,  bestows nothing less than appealing answers.  


“It loved to happen.” 
― Marcus AureliusMeditations

2:14 am
Wednesday
Sipping tea - still.
Nibbling on Quadratini Dark chocolate wafers.

Thursday, September 21, 2017

Finding Romance Every Day


 "Living Romantically Everyday" By: Barbara Taylor Bradford
The swaying fact that I'm a hopeless romantic used to embarrass me - gravely. Oh, believe me,  I was once told I blabber in poetry instead of stomping to the point. Or that, I was too far up there, floaty - my aspirations Seussian and levitated as a gather of disoriented ghosts. I was unacceptably too vainglorious in pursuit of  fluff and vanity - pomposity most likely with ambitions much too grand for me.   Better walk on earth, come down and soil your step -  who are you to dawdle in luxuries of thought? 

 Often I would murmur the same ruthlessness - that I'm nothing but little pieces of wreckage.  This mini mental flagellation was the harshest impediment to my true being.  

 Then I grew up, and wised up! To date, I have gloriously dismissed   illiterate opinions affronted me. I continue to walk, no, make that - sashay- my way with feet always an inch above ground without abandoning my mind to the materialistic sways and manic caricatures of conceited society. Consumerism is anti-thesis to purity and profane to my taste. My soul prefers the ethereal. A life of elegant subtlety with hints of ephemera impressed in  candid creative living. I wear laughter.  :D
“You may believe that you are responsible for what you do, but not for what you think. The truth is that you are responsible for what you think, because it is only at this level that you can exercise choice. What you do comes from what you think.Marianne Williamson, A Return to Love:
The purpose of life as a woman is to ascend to the throne and rule with heart.”
― Marianne Williamson
Time is my spirit friend and the flowing of moments became as an orchid infusing fragrance that overcame my essence. I realized soon enough that I am who I was created to be - someone who sees stardust in specks of floating dust, someone who favors frills and lace and silver linings in the face of commonplace, someone assuredly plain and figuratively nobody enough who can rouse romantic living!

To complement my being, time offered kindred souls:  they who see baubles and filaments of inconspicuous luster in the crevices of mornings, afternoons and evenings.

Ah, these wonderful beings... they see the splendor of existence, they evoke it, live it and bewitch it as well.

They liberate charisma and cast potent spells into a moment, a person, an environment, a circumstance. They are the brave energy waifs of the world, warriors of ambitions, planters of visions, and Merlin's of execution who evoke inspiration. From them I cull knowledge on how to find a unique manner of being, a way of every day romantic living that is deliberate, focused and effective.

The first of them is my husband who endlessly reminds me of my power. A lesser man wouldn't do. Anais  Nin said it for me: 
“I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naïve or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.”
At a winery in Sonoma Valley

Anais Nin dared to be exotic at an inconvenient era.  Saint and sinner, she lived a controversial telling tale of existence both twisted and sublime, of truth and mad lies penned in fact and fiction  that revolutionized a generation.

Elizabeth Gilbert awes me with the tidal changes in her life. The woman  adroitly surfs emotional waves and steers through her swirling life current with its ripple of changes that would render faint on me. She sees it all as - brave art. A  creative big magic maneuvering of sensations and actions that evokes a kind of adaptable attainable wisdom that renders meaning to everything. 

Sexuality expert, Dr. Esther Perel unearths relational complexities and grants decisive clarity to the most hidden agendas of long term relationships. Her practice bestows the best insights to questions on sexuality encouraging her personal patients and mesmerized worldwide audience to reconsider their current phase with the goal of becoming a more revived, fulfilled and relevantly happier individual, spouse, partner  and couple.     

To cap it, Queen Rania of Jordan is the only queen of a kingdom I would emulate. She is indeed, queen of her life, pursuing leadership in a manner I can't compare with anyone. The Jordanian queen is a fresh breeze on this earth, championing the cause of refugees, working for education, as well as, all manner of causes that benefits her country and inspires the world. I must say, there is nothing more romantic than a life lived this way. 

There are others I want to mention but this will do for now.  Finding romance every day is no sissy task. To deliberately create beauty and find beauty is what gives meaning to our lives. It is what we were  created for. To accept less and expect less and apathetically live  less than the goal of making the best in spite of the world's seeming darkness is to give up on life. 

Wednesday, September 20, 2017

AS LONG AS THERE ARE ROSES

Until we have met the monsters in ourselves, we keep trying to slay them in the outer world. And we find that we cannot. For all darkness in the world stems from darkness in the heart. And it is there that we must do our work.” ― Marianne Williamson,
Cheesecake! Unfortunately, I've reached my quota for the year.
No sweets till Christmas. 
Mexico unbelievably suffered an earthquake - again! I am seated here with my coffee caught half way between lip and mid-air, sad and gravely sobered. 

The United Nations heard a seething speech on how certain rogue nations are likely lined up for err...roasting. No sweet feels there. Sometimes ballistic words need to be launched to target a meaning. Remember humanity, there is no rising from the dead in the event of a nuclear war, right? Who will carry the conscience?  

GAIA is traumatized! I can't bear to mention everything, and I'm not CNN anyway, but - the way catastrophes  and other calamities puss the planet this exact moment, you'd think a galactic virus had been beamed from space paralyzing our common sense to thrive! 

The world is a Shamalan movie meets Freddie Kruger, and unless you're darkly holed up in your own shades of grey self - cave, I've no idea how this universal dyspepsia could escape anyone. 

Doesn't mean we give in to despair though. No. Never.  As long as there are roses there is hope! As long as there are fields of flowers, and farmers of flowers,  and merchants of flowers, and establishments with flowers, and homes laced with flowers, and folks holding flowers, it means one thing: that the world is still partnered with love! 


Despite despots and despair the world breathes through people with an emphatic spirit of ascension. The brave ones that do battle with body, mind and soul. They dare look within their darkness to carve out a way for light.  Their transformation is so luminous, they evolve from mere breathing beings to somnolence of light. To meet them is to change,  and I have met some of them. 

Who are they? Where do you find them? 

Exactly, I cannot tell. One thing I know, they are not to be found in fancy restaurants, or in noisy bars, or in podiums of preachiness. They simply wander into your life when you are quiet and ready.  And there lies the secret. That in the midst of this world's chaos, you must invite the pure part of the mind to be your guide. You must allow it to walk you through distractions and forebodings until you have carved out your own pool of light. 

There, they will meet you, in your luminescence, bearing roses.  



“Let your life lightly dance on the edges of
Time like dew on the tip of a leaf.”
― Rabindranath Tagore

Thursday, September 7, 2017

All the Kerfuffles in the World!

Last month's little happy party for two.
Kerfuffle is the word!

Imagine to come across such startling vocable utterance to describe my self-abnegating commiseration for e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-ng! Pack the whole world and its utter lack of symbiotic compatibility, add my country's bedlam of miserable actuality, then throw in me and my capricious lack of everything. 

Don't mind my rag rat musings sigh...

I'm simply locked in a present state of inglorious perception. Everything seems to be such a depletion the past couple of weeks; the air, the vibe, the news, situations, relations, ugh! 😓It seems as if a type of chimerical bacterial gas of negativity was manically sprayed from the ether odiously intoxicating everyone.

OK, perhaps not everyone. I can't generalize and ascribe my personal apprehensions to all humanity, but really, it's an aura of vapidness wherever I turn. 

Then again, I'm most likely turning my face on the wrong side of the present, the dank doom face of life. Maybe tomorrow, it will be lighter

Maybe tomorrow it will sunnier.
Maybe tomorrow it will be less of a 'kerfuffle' in this world of yours and mine. 

Thursday, January 26, 2017

Dreaming of Teacups Sweet Living



Here I am at 5 am thinking of picka doodle 
sweet things! And by sweet, I mean sweet...like little cake delights with cups of strawberry tea served in the cutest tea cups by the side; Not to forget flowerets everywhere, romantic books and magazines, pretty art find, gold gilded framed poetry, decorative dolls and baby birdhouses!

Thinking about having my own glorious flower garden tea shabby chic space where all my artsy doodles and designs will be showcased ( plus magical potions and fragrant concoctions) truly sets my day for refinement! True, there are things to resolve, which is why vibrational  frequency in tune to graceful energy must always be summoned. I think of the vibe as angel feels - and I am much obliged when they flutter and perch on both my  shoulders.

The day becons and I must stretch to its glory, thankful in advance for all good things that will  come to me and my family.

Painting by William  Margetson