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I enjoy writing. It relaxes me.
It makes me to take charge to nurture my mind and spirit.
It is far better than the burden of thinking and talking.
Writing is self discovery. Writing is a way towards my self-conviction:
I Become What I Think About. The Me I See, The Me I Will Be.

My writings are my way to communicate with the Universe.
They are my expressions of my inner voice. They are voices of my soul.
Often, they are about little prayers for my development, growth and well being.
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Showing posts with label Words For My Friends. Show all posts
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Sunday, December 31, 2017

Dear 2017, Dear 2018

I do not wish to let 2017 passed without owning it.  Without mentioning what I have to share. 

2017 had been such a year!  Not because all other years were non significant.  But 2017, especially for me, was such a whammy year. God had designed it such.  It had to be my year to be forever remembered and respected. 

Yes! it was written in past tense for it be held forever in my heart and yet for me to let it go.   All, however, had to be done lovingly and dearly.  All had to be done in submission with the guidance for Divine Love.  2017 was a year to expand consciousness towards my path.  It left me with no choice but to soak in its path to grow.  The path for me to own. The path to accept and to live with what God had it to be.

2017 was a year of deep great loss.  Yet it was also a year of blessing.  2017 showed me with the true definition on Duality.  The basic essence to the existence to Life.  In its darkness, came the Light.  In the Light, there was darkness.  

In my grief, there was contentedness for his spirit "will always be with" me. The true blessing was the love from family and friends.  In my emptiness, there was constant showers of Divine Light from these people.  I learned to live.

Now that I am leaving 2017 and will walk into 2018, I want to imprint it with gratitude.  The way I know best; through my prayers and acknowledgements. 

I am here today because of such great love (care, sacrifices and support) from all of you. I will always remember them.

It is important for you to know how much I appreciate the LOVE.  It is important for you to know, in no ways that I could repay all of your loving acts, thoughts and prayers.

Only God will bless upon you. And may there be peace beyond all understandings.

"Thank You" to everything - big and small.

"I am sorry" should I fail to reciprocate all the generosity and kindness.

"Please forgive me" for all my inadequacies.

Fact is, "I love You" and you will always be in my heart.

All that I can do and all that I want to do is to offer my prayer.  Please accept it.  This is my prayer:

"That each one of us be filled with Divine Light,  Love,  Peace, Wisdom and Understanding.  That God makes manifest for us all with His Divine Light.  It is in this Light that we be safe. May all our evolvements, our peace and our blessings have no limitations."

Happy 2018!

Friday, October 04, 2013

Do Not Forget How To Live





Every Steps We Take Requires Sacrifices, Sufferings and Struggles.







My long absence here does bother me.  Still, I have been pretending not to act that I owe Reiki Sanctuary, the blog an article.  Every day, for almost a month, it has been filled with excuses.  That I am a little busy.  That I have to attend to so-and-so.  That I have to co-ordinate few events.  That I have to fly out to attend to an urgent task.  That I have to spring clean the house since I would be housing a guest.  That I have to organize and finalize itinerary for a group trip.  The activities seem endless and I even hope that I have more time in my hands.

I know something, at last, will knock my senses.  It will make me feel bad for not writing.  It will make me to feel restless not honoring my love at writing.  My absence today is not much where I Feel Fried but it is deeper than that.  The difference between I Feel Fried and pretending not to act that I owe Reiki Sanctuary an article, without much realization, is a time of letting things be. 

Thursday, May 16, 2013

I Feel Fried





God, Let The Flow Of Energies Within Me Be Always Alive.


 I must say that having a blog kinda bridges me to some friends.  Some that I hardly, with apologies, communicate much nor I have been meeting up (with them) for a while.  But, thanks to these people, it makes my existence here - both in blogosphere world and my life, meaningful.  It gives me the joy at the concern of an appreciative audience.  I am filled with a sense of beautiful landscape of gratitude that there are people who actually care for me.  The calls and emails that I receive surpass my expectation.

Of course, I do hope that my blog provides a purpose, not only for myself but, to them and to others.  Little that I know, the absence from writing here makes some of these friends to contact me and ask for my well being.  Perhaps, it is the way I pen my thought (as in my last entry The Commitment) where I hope to re-energize and become active again.  Yet, I am still kinda missing in action.  Still MIA.  And, for the goodness of things, I wonder what is my next excuse?

Thursday, January 03, 2013

Go, Find Yourself The Purpose Of Your Life








God, in You We Surrender.














First and foremost, may I take this opportunity to wish you, my readers, a blessed 2013.  May we walk into the new year with our vibrations raised much higher together.  Where our consciousness resonates at a higher frequency and all things become possible.  Where it shall be a new year where we reclaim our health, vitality and inner peace.  Where we can manifest our desires easily and experience higher levels of joy and love in the present moment.  Where Universal abundance brings possible success to our physical, emotional, mental and spiritual bodies. 

It shall be a new  year that encompasses an outlook where we will find and live in harmony with our life.  Where the joys of life, the peace that comes with it and all dreams shall be fulfilled.  Let it be a brand new year where our consciousness supersedes the Mayan calender.  Today, we survive its prediction and we are moving forward.  Definitely, today onwards, it carries new meaning to many of us.  Hopefully, it will be a brand new year of hope and of great faith.  Read Here: If Tomorrow Never Comes.

Monday, October 01, 2012

Today Is Good, Tomorrow Is Better


God, You Open The Beauty of Your Creation And The Life Lessons That I Need To Learn. Thank You. 


Island of Capri, Italy (Picture taken from Mount Solaro, the highest point on the island - 589 metres above sea level, with the view of the famous Faraglioni)




For one, I feel blessed.  And, for its opportunity, I am grateful with all its kindness, charm and beauty and the enjoying favor.  Importantly, I am thankful at the wondrous of life that allows me to see, feel and experience at the world's old political and religious country of Western civilisation and the capital of Roman Empire and the site of Holy See.

Sometime back, I wrote The Present Is The Past Is The Future.  There, I mentioned about bumping into a common friend where he led me to re-establish with my other dearest friends (two of them) whom I had been trying to connect the past years.  Thanks to this wonderful common friend, I had re-established with these two dearest friends.

Tuesday, May 01, 2012

Love Is A Process of Growth


Reflecting on an intimate understanding of individual suffering.


This writing is dedicated to a dear friend, an indigo child, JH.  A person, in my opinion, who has so much love without realizing it much.  An individual that is seemingly peaceful.  JH is a warmhearted friend, a loving son and an affectionate soul.  The content of this writing is not about his shortfall (in the first place, I cannot even find anything negative about this special earthly angel) but more a reflection of his spiritually nurturing love.  Thank You for the life lesson that you bring forth.  May your life forward, JH be forever blessed.

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Often, when we think of love, the first thing that pops in our mind is struggle.  One may further add the helpless feeling of hurt and illusion.  As long as life goes on and we continue to live, Love to many could be like a bird often with a fractured wing.  That, one can only have love after going through a series of ups and downs.  That, one can only own love after going through rituals and acquiring its arts.  Rarely we will think that love is the vehicle of growth.

Saturday, October 15, 2011

You Will Be Remembered



No creature wants to suffer or feel pain. Help others obtain joy.


In Loving Memory ...

It seems that we are often greeted with missed chances.  That our time to meet, for the last few months, have not been favourable.  Yet, we both know that we are not going to regret on these missed opportunities.  They are there for a reason.  We just have to honour the subtle synchronicity .

For all that are missed, for all that are written in the Universal co-incidence, one thing remains unchanged.  We still have all the shared sweet memories right here in our heart.  We still treasure you as a good friend.

You will always be remembered, Susan Ho.

Today, as we received the sad news of your passing, our hearts are filled with sorrow.  Yet, we know that you are surrendering for the highest good.  To a home that will house you in peace and in comfort.  Free of all the pain.

We will always remember you as  one dear friend, Susan.  We will always remember you as one tough individual who believes in doing the right thing.  You had lived a courageous life.  You cared your loved ones dearly.

Today, all your friends are in prayers.  Today, all your loved ones are in prayers.  You, our dear friend Susan, will always be remembered.   May you rest in peace.






Monday, July 18, 2011

When Days Are Numbered



Yes, it’s called samsara. Take a number, get in line, we could be here awhile. Some of us have a plan to get outta here early.


In just a period of two months, I come across three situations where I am told that so-and-so has only XX numbers of days to live.  The term that is used, and I learn that a hospital would describe it, is 'awaiting the end of life'.  In each situation, there is a voice of sadness.  There is a feeling of loss.  It brings the whole family shattered with uneasy feelings.

First, there was Ruth 'Roofie' Thomson.  Then, it was the mother of a close friend.  These two had recently passed on and May Their Souls Rest In Peace.  And, just two days ago, I have been told that another friend, Susan Ho is now at her Stage Four of cancer. Her doctors has given her notice of 'awaiting the end of life'.

Personally, when I am told of it, I feel rather uneasy.  I feel that the phrase or term is rather distasteful but yet 'awaiting the end of life' is exactly right and appropriate.  It is exactly an expected medical prognosis for a situation to happen for a prediction of a highly probable course. 

Perhaps, it has to do with my take on separation and on death where a permanent departure can no longer be avoided.  It evokes a feeling of grief.  It evokes my past experiences on the loss of loved ones. It saddens me to feel the pains inflicted into my friends. Of how they would be grieving, of how they would be adjusting their lives and the emptiness and the sorrowful feelings that shall follow with the days after that.

Admittedly, I used not too good at handling such a situation.  I could be very much affected when there was a broken human engagement; a departure.  I could be all bummed-out when someone passed on.  I felt that I had been robbed of an earthly unison in human relations.  I felt broken and sad and there was a creeping sorrow that tailed me for days.

I felt a sense of loss.  In fact, I can still feel such emotions these days but less 'traumatized'.

It has to do with the discomforts that follow thereon where life, for those of us left behind, with new adjustments that have to be made.  To learn to live life without our loved ones.  It is such a situation where now made me filled with the sense of realization of my own time and then to the emotions of those people that I will, eventually, leave behind.

Being one who has probably had fair share of losses in my life: the death of my parents, the death of my eldest sister, the death of my beloved companion with Ruby, the death of my nephew; I have come to accept a fairly healthy attitude to death and dying.  While initially I can be all bummed-out to grief, death provides me the lesson about grieving, letting go and moving on.

Yes, it is a reality that our days are numbered.  One of the primary goals in our lives should be to prepare for our last day.  This is a call that many of us would prefer not to think about.  To some, it is a taboo (and many would think it is just 'rude' and plain 'negative') to think that we should live lives everyday to prepare for death.  It actually surprises me when some of my friends would dismiss such a guaranteed thing in the big equation of life.

While it is true that we need to lead a life to enjoy and to live a fullest life, I feel that one should also go on with his or her life to live with absolute quality.  We have to follow our passion, to figure out what it is that we love to do and have courage to do that. There must always be a feeling of peace to accompany, to all our actions and thoughts.  There must always be an equation of balance and harmony, to all our deeds and relationships.  It is not about the quantity to what we can achieve but to the heart's attitude that counts.  Oscar Wilde wrote "Men die for what they want to be true".

But, what is the truth?  This is something that we, as an individual, should find for ourselves.  Our characters, our attitudes, our ways of life cover a wide array of concepts.  From the moment our feet touch the floor in the morning until our head hits the pillow, we leave with imprints.  Yes, imprints that last to those we will leave behind.  We just need to create the 'truth' to our legacy that we will, eventually and certainly, leave it one day.

How far should, or would, we go to prepare and undertake ourselves for that 'ultimate' when the plug to life is pulled off?  Can we, honestly, speak with remarkable candor about such end of life matters?  Realistically, such a situation has become much more complicated than we can think of.

Death is unavoidable.  Its time is uncertain.  Our only security is the strength of our practice.  Susan Ho, my friend who is now struggling with 'awaiting for end of life', makes me deep in reflection and remembering.  The thing that stands out clear is that death is simply a part of life.  It is just the natural progression of life.

Her situation reminds me, and hopefully to all her family and friends, to consider how we can prepare for death.  How we can consider our dying to benefit ourselves and others. 

As I begin to prepare for my death consciously, I feel I am preparing for a renewed sense of appreciation for all that is precious to me in my life.  I must learn not to postpone life and awaken to a deeper compassion and a richer, more meaningful existence.  That all the ordinary and simple events in my life must take on a deeper significance.

These two months have been a confronting journey for me.  I am being pushed into a territory that has brought up a heap of reminders about uncomfortable areas where I am yet to clean up in my life.  There are trashes in Reiki Sanctuary not sorted, affairs that still to put in order, responsibilities that been long delayed, words left unsaid and gratitude unexpressed. Perhaps, there are far more things which I cannot think right now and have conveniently omitted them.  Perhaps, there are far more things that I have taken for granted not knowing them now.

Susan has decided to spend her limited days to finish off some important personal things, to tour Japan and Australia, and as she said it "for the last time to close some chapters".  It is what that makes her happy that makes her life full and complete.  Giving an action, and voice, to such fundamental material represents one piece of unfinished business that is now filled with peace.

For what she feels important to finish, I am praying for her peace.  I am praying that she is filled with joy knowing that all her responsibilities are complete.  That she can move on with spirit of love, and be loved.

For me, I find solace in the fact that I have known Susan.  I am glad that this good and decent human being has played a part in my life.  I am very thankful that I have had given this opportunity to know her.  Friends like her are so few and far between.  It is important that she knows this.  It is important that she lives her last days knowing that she is loved.

.. and my prayers,

for her courage, 
for her strength,
for her family 
and for her friends

continue ..






Thursday, June 23, 2011

Here I Am In Prayers ..




What part of youth do you not want to share with your own children?

It is not my usual style to write another entry so quickly after posted a post.  But, there is this voice that is asking for communication.  There is this strong feeling needing for connection, to bridge for higher purpose to provide for a passage.

This is a dedication, one that is written with so much love and prayers, to Ruth 'Roofie' Thompson.

I spent this morning sending lots of distant Reiki to Ruth.  Sitting down in my meditation to pray and to let my soul to teleport, and to communicate, with her.  May the god in me greets the god in Ruth for wellness, for peace and for spiritual and emotional wisdom.

It started with an email that I received earlier today.  It was about Ruth and an update about her conditions.  It was written from her daughter's partner and how the family is reacting to her latest situation.

Ruth is now undergoing medical treatment at Worcester Hospital in United Kingdom. 

Reading it through, I am filled with so much sadness.  My spirit crunches in one with hers.  I am filled with so much yearning, as though there is some unfinished story that needs to be told.  That needs to be shared.  That needs to be heard.   There is a longing feeling for a touch, for a hug.  There is just an enormous want for close comfort.  There is, as if, so much songs that are waiting to be sung.

Deep in my meditation, somehow i could not dismiss this particular song that kept playing in my head.  It was trying to tell me a situation, a story, an event.  For what the higher purpose and all the hidden messages that trailed in this song, I decided to honor it.






Yesterday When I Was Young,
Chy'i




Yesterday when I was young
The taste of life was sweet like rain upon my tongue
I teased at life as if it were a foolish game
The way an evening breeze may tease the candle flame

The thousand dreams I dreamed
The splendid things I planned
I always built to last on weak and shifting sand
I lived by night and shunned the naked light of day
And only now I see how the years ran away

Yesterday when I was young
There were so many songs that waited to be sung
So many wild pleasures lay in store for me
And so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see

I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out
I never stopped to think what life was all about
And every conversation I can now recall
Concerned itself with me and nothing else at all

Yesterday the moon was blue
And every crazy day brought something new to do
And I used my magic age as if it were a wand
That never saw the waste and emptiness beyond

The game of love I played with arrogance and pride
And every flame I lit so quickly quickly died
The friends I made all seemed somehow drift away
And only I am left on stage to end the play

Yesterday when I was young
There were so many songs that waited to be sung
So many wild pleasures lay in store for me
And so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see

I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out
I never stopped to think what life was all about
And every conversation I can now recall
Concerned itself with me and nothing else at all

There are so many songs in me that won't be sung
I feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue
And the time has come for me to pay
For yesterday when I was young




I met Ruth in Pattaya, Thailand about two years ago.  It was in December 2009 where we had Christmas together.  I remembered her joy, despite so much perspiration, where she was spending time in the kitchen to prepare for the Christmas meals.  Ruth had never travelled far in Asia and she was starting to get used to Thailand's climate and weather.  She was such a bubbly person with full of life.

We sat down that evening to know each other better and I was glad that the connection took place. She shared with me a little bit about her, the past and the cancer.  Her cancer was in remission.  We didn't get to do much but it was enough for me to feel Ruth's spirit.

Ruth is a kind and loving British woman.  She wants to do more in life to help out with the unfortunate children in Thailand.  Her spirit, that came to me this morning during my meditation, is a pure big white butterfly.  Metaphorically, it just says so much about her, about her higher purpose and her vision.

For all that God has planned, this is my prayer for you, Ruth ...

"Find that strength within you, Ruth.  Find that peace that is within you, Ruth.  Never stop to believe that you are love and being loved.  You are a loving and caring person, a loving and caring daughter, a loving and caring sister, a loving and caring wife, a loving and caring mother and a loving and caring friend. 

Love has never stopped, Ruth.  We only need to know that it exists no matter where and when.  We just need to feel it even when it is untouchable.  Even when our mind fools it to be missing and out of reach.  Even when we dearly need to feel it.  

Words are not necessary, Ruth for the language of God is always silent  and heard only through our souls.  We are asked not to give up.  And, I am praying that you find that strength and not to give up too."






Monday, July 26, 2010

The Unexpected Trip


May you rest in peace, my dear nephew.

Indeed, it was sad to receive the news of your passing on 22 July, 2010, my loved one.  How you left us tragically.  How, after so many years apart, we met again.  Only this time, we said goodbye differently, through prayers.  It will be these prayers that will connect us.

I was glad, and very honoured, to stand next to you to give you that last respect.  You deserved my respect.  You deserved the love that was not fully given by us.

You made me traveled thousand miles but it was worth it.  You brought back lots of good memories for me to cherish.  You brought the reunion of family where love was once lost, but not forgotten.  You had become the catalyst to re-unite us, reinforce joy and love and the great sense of understanding and respect.

You will be, and shall be, walking into the white light to rest in peace.  You have departed from the earth to be amongst the angels.  To take care of you.  To guide you.

We will always remember you as that 'little boy' full of life.  Full of love.  Full of desires to better your life, and the people around you.  You were what Love was about.

Walk into that white light, dear one.  It is a better place.  It is your resting place.  It is a place that will keep you safe.

You are dearly missed.  You are loved.






Tuesday, March 09, 2010

In Good Faith


This is for a friend, Dan.

Hope and Reality - I am often awed and bemused between these two words.  Between its ultimate unity and meaning and the co-relation of the words, it involves a maze of confusing pathways.  Very often, there are questions that challenge our faith. Does having hope necessarily bring about purpose in real life?  Will it make acceptance any easier for that so-called the easy life?  Is hope a driving force for a greater accomplishment?

I have always thought that life should be meaningful.  Life is so much easier when we stop resisting it.  True, it is not exactly to be for every moment every day but to get on the path of a meaningful life, we just need to live our life with intentions.  We need to embrace and honour what shows up.  Life itself, with all what it carries of good and bad, bitter and sweet is worth living for.  Every moment, there is always something to experience, to learn and to give.

Mostly, we live to find answers to refine our ideas about God, about heaven, about love, about the world in which we find ourselves, about our own hidden ambitions, and other profound matters.  There are myriads of thought processes in a single minute.  The countless number of questions can seem a struggle, a battle and a tough road until we discover the peace resulting from its total acceptance.  Often, we are asked to open our hearts, to use the mind to search for meaning and purpose in this world we are in and to seek self awareness.

At the end of the day, we may ask what is it all for?  One of the hardest thing we have to do is to find acceptance.  Until we are able to accept a person, a situation, a place or a thing as being exactly the way it is supposed to be that we, truly, will find serenity.  We yearn and actively strive to be happy and to live a fulfilled life.  Yet, we often find it hard to accept that nothing, absolutely nothing happens in our life is by mistake.  When we sooner realize every life experience has a purpose - that it has to happen for a reason, even if it is beyond our knowing, helps pave the way to peaceful acceptance.  We arrive at some form of purpose.

It is said that when we do nothing, we feel overwhelmed and powerless.  But, when we get involved, we feel the sense of hope and accomplishment.  Yes, once we choose to hope for something, anything is possible.  With hope, the unverse always win so long there is love.

Everything has it's time.  We just have to learn the rules of the universe first.  Love comes to those who still believe in hope even though they have been disappointed, to those who still believe even though they have been betrayed, to those who still love even though they have been hurt before.

Everyday, we wake up to look forward to something, to wish for something, all in confidence in the possibility of its fulfilment.  This optimistic feeling of hopefulness hinges everything to what life is all about.  To which, life should prevail.  Whatever we think, or say or do, on purpose stay with us; it may be good or bad.

Hope can be, as in the proverb, a good breakfast but can turn out to be a bad supper.  When hope is lost, nothing remains.  Nonetheless, there must be a higher purpose than this, for a real reason to our existence.  A good breakfast is when we create the reality from beginning to the end, with faith that it provides nourishment and an integration for the soul and mind.  This includes the single unit coherent to purpose and for a reality to be what it is that we had hoped for.  We will find that a life of love and usefulness gives us a deep sense of purpose that result in further fulfilment.

It is always an easy thing to say, 'Let's hope for ...' but why do it, sometimes, got to end with a bad reality?  How can we reconcile such occurence with our everyday experience in which we live?  In our human relationships, we know how wonderful to hope for our love for someone is freely returned - not because they have to love us but because they want to love us.

Bad things happen.  We just hope that they don't.  To love someone and leaving him the freedom to respond, or not, is a risk and can be a potentially painful reality.  This is why hope and reality need to have an image and likeness in the same purpose - all in good faith.

To begin the journey toward peaceful reality, try letting go of analyzing or attempting to 'figure out' the 'why's' of the situation.  We should continue to hope and cannot force for all realities to accord to our life's terms.  Our lesson in life usually begins with a door closing to let us enter into an uncomfortable period.  This is the hard period.

Reality may, at times, confuse our senses.  What if reality is not quite so real?  Worse, what is real can be a different matter than the actual circumstances we perceive.  Perhaps, reality is just a concept because we want to know whether we should take life seriously.

The only reason we often ask ourselves, "Is this all real?" is because we want to know.  We want to be kind to ourselves to build the foundation of a life well-lived and build bridges to a meditated future.  It is the natural thing as we are always so afraid to get disappointed, to be hurt.  Endeavoring to accept everything in our life as it is now, does not mean we ignore our hope for a future factual and symbolic reality.

Dan, I believe only when you are able to identify your needs that you will be able to take delight in your hope for happiness.  In your hope to have a freely returned relationship.  You partner, though not perfect too, is somewhat living in his reality.  Acceptance is the beginning, the starting point for creating a different outcome.  Acceptance of what is will allow you to take responsibility for your circumstances.

My question to you is, has everything that you hoped for, you believed to be true, created the reality?  You are indeed wise to take your time now to evaluate what you believe and to make some changes.  I can only hope that, every night before going to sleep, call to mind all the things in your life which bring a feeling that is true to your heart.  When you still love your partner, accept it.  Then move to other blessings in your life.  Allow yourself to bring a feeling of gratitude.

Shorten the misery - this feeling of helplessness or hopelessness will not shift your energy into feeling comfort and peace when you keep fighting against your heart's desire.

Think about what you want to think, feel, have and be, Dan.  It is a hope for greater things, for your hope to match the reality.  I can only pray for the divine spark to knock on the door of your heart, for your hope to discover the real fulfillment.  Real life is a life filled with fulfillment, acceptance and purpose.  I am sure you can find it in your relationship with your partner but only when you can find it within yourself first.  You cannot give away what you don't hold in the first place.

Hehe, it is not, as though, that your partner has found someone new.  And that, my dear friend, is a totally different thing.  Totally a different pain, a different hurt.





Saturday, March 06, 2010

Walking On Thin Line


At the time of this writing, at the time when there are just so much thoughts drum in my head and so many mixed emotions surfacing, the phrase 'But talk comes so easy when life's at its best' [from the song God Of The Mountain By Lynda Randle] echoes tumultuously into my conscience.  I am allowing the inclination to take place, allowing the drift, for I am not sure where this writing is going to take me.  I know this concept may seem a bit weird.  What holds in my mind to write and encourage two friends, who are facing with some difficulties in their lives now, I am stuck in my own personal emotional conflict.

Perhaps, the song that is being played in my mind has such a strong positive influence.  It refrains me from commenting anything negative.  I am having such a strange heart palpitations.  I am finding it hard to say what is in my heart.  It is hard to be writing about the harsh reality of trials and temptations we face in life.  All that I know, this writing wraps itself with an emotional turmoil in which the entire universe shines.  That which, by itself, shines everywhere the sparkling light of prayers and empathy.

My tears flow at where you both are, my dear ones.  My steps are, probably, as shaken as yours.  For the two of you - Sam and Jana, you are in my prayers.

The phrase from the song challenges my conviction to life.  I wonder will I be reacting differently when life is not at its best?  Will talk come just as easy?  How would I react should I be at the far end of doubts?  Should I be in your situation now, should we swap places, and that each one of you comes to shine the sparkling light to me, would the talk come easy?

It is not about where I am today.  Nor it is about a regained act freeing the self from my mundane portrayal of my ordinary life.  I have always been a thinker rather than a fighter.  I have been taught that faith would always win over strength.  I often feel, though it can fail at times, that it is always good to be a thinker as it has served me well.  Perhaps, the reason why it paves the way for my mind to be hearing those phrase is to transcend time and space and, thereby, merging into consciousness.

There is always an ultimate unity of word and meaning.  Consciousness leads to awareness only when we can master our thinking to master our life.  Words are charged with energy and it is just a matter of understanding what we put in to determine what comes out.  Napoleon Hill, in his book 'Think and Grow Rich' said, "whatever the mind can conceive and believe; the mind can achieve".

Since the beginning of this year, I have been having fleeting glimpse of emotions that is primarily outside my being.  I am not able to offer a more refined and complete account of this emotional experience but, somehow, it entails an unstructured and unfiltered awareness of the true nature of reality.  These emotions and feelings are usually evoked by someone or by accompanying situations.

Earlier this year, I shared with some friends of an uncontrolled and non-related sorrow inside me.  It affected me in some strange ways.  Flashes of disasters, of great pains, of sorrows, of a big earthquake - all that is beyond me, all that is outside me, taunted in my head. 

My mind is like a humming beehive assailed by a multitude of diverse thoughts.  It is buzzing and repeating, over and over again, resounding the cries for an absolute truth to life.  No, it is not about universal truth for the existence of God but for a true reality to comfort the period of uncertainties in everyone's life.  For those, facing an issue or in between a multiple precarious life solutions, to hold a view to believe that everything is relative to something else - for deciding an action that is positive or negative, right or wrong - measure up to determine a safe and secured sustainability.

Everything, is said, to happen for a [good] reason.  But, what might be 'right' for me does not mean it is 'right' for you.  What on the surface that this relativism seems to be appealing, everybody sets his own rules to live by and does what he thinks is right.  Inevitably, a person's sense of right will soon clash with another.  Perhaps, it is because we have different set of goals in life, changeable at any given point in time.  Our basic needs and need levels are never constant.  This is exactly why sociology and psychology have always been such a hard topic.  We react differently to various situations, to different things.  Even to the very same situation, there are different reactions. 

We are all brought up differently with vast arrays of colourful past experiences.  Our thought patterns, coupled with personal principles of life, can't never make how we view subjective matters alike.  Unlike  in the mathematical truth for things.  The consciousness of the mind is a trickery one.  We are often trapped in mass consciousness without owning an understanding that one's life is being directly controlled by his own perception that regulates and guides the evolution.  With all the presence of illusory appearances to all thought processes which give rise to doubts, and limited sense perceptions, the ultimate reality can only lead to misery and discontent.

Somehow, I always believe that the only mindful quality that we need to have within us is our will.  When I have a will, it provides the foundation to shape my mind to drive towards something - the goal.  Some may say it is about setting a goal that having it gives a focus to drive our journey to where we hope to achieve.  In our will, we must have the desire to want it.  Next, we just have to make a conscious decision to be responsible for all of the actions as well as the outcomes of that actions.

Even if we are to believe in any karmic laws, a will is about re-setting a samsaric life cycle back to a new lease.  We are to create experiences, and connections, to provide opportunities to develop new qualities and characteristics.  We just need to acknowledge the part of us that has those emotions and deal with it in our own appropriate way, by fully accepting the emotional self and choosing not to be held captive by these emotions.

Life should be easy and it is.  It is often our thought process that makes it a little complicated.  We allow our life to waste time over unwarranted speculations.  We often fail just to enjoy what life has to offer because we are not fully convinced of wanting that something.  Even when we think that we want that something, it is very common for us to take, probably, two steps back rather than to move with the flow [of opportunities].  We have been so conditioned to prioritize doubts, and involuntarily engaged a convincing skepticism, rather than soaking in faith with new events that are being presented.

I read a story about a group of friends that goes out to a mango plantation.  Their objective is set - that they want to go to enjoy to eat mangoes.  Arriving at the plantation, and instead to just eat them and enjoy, they wasted precious time counting the number and branches.  They paused in uncertainty of eating too much and how it could later harm their health.

Our circumstances often lead us to beat ourselves up.  We lack the determination when we arrive at the will.  When I was growing up, I could be easily contented just doing my things around the house.  Once, when my dad told me that I was grounded, I just wanted to go anywhere and everywhere.  His punishment opened a can of worms to all my anxieties, to all possibilities outside the house.

It reminds me of another incident.  Just last month, over the Lunar New Year celebration, a group of my friends gathered to have Yu Sheng.  Everyone gathered round the dish, each armed with a pair of chopsticks and began to toss the dish together.  The act symbolized abundance of wealth and long life and the higher the toss was to imply for good fortune.  While we were all doing that, a friend passed a remark to her daughter, "You are either in or out" to urge the little girl to participate in the ceremony.  Her intention was good.  It was about commitment.  It was about taking a stand.

The success in life is when we put our mind and soul in one commitment.  We can't never fulfill an objective effectively when there is half will.  My friend was right to pass that judgement.  Naturally, when we start from a standpoint of half-hearted interest, the result is often mediocre.  Abundance can only be achieved if we rid ourselves of the tendency to perform at a mediocre level in all areas of our lives.  Only when we push ourselves, and give the best, that we can appreciate our achievements and enjoy the benefits they bring.

It is said that a will is the driving force for love.  Love is such a strong motivation to cause for a reason, for our heart to be open.  When we have the heart, we will be able to just do it.  The truth is, when our heart is not in it, in anything that we need or want to do, we just won't be able to do it.  It does not matter the amount of reasons we may have that are valid and necessary.

Simply, when there is no love, there is no will. 

When there is love, nothing is too much trouble and there is always time.  The intensity in the statement truly dissipates the torment of any hardship.  It brings forth proximity to everything about life that is splendidly invigorating   To experience that, and to go through life, it just makes anything to be possible.  Until we can internalize, and fully comprehend, the true meaning of this statement that our human weaknesses and societal conflicts simply slide off and could not drown us.

Granted that the intensity of the statement may come and go.  That, our human weaknesses and societal conflicts may blind and distract us but how could it be any other way, when the only way we can appreciate life at its best is experiencing the lack thereof.  In the immortal words from Martin Luther King Jr, "darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that.  Hate cannot drive out hate; only love and do that'.

I feel the pains of Sam and Jana.  Of fear crimping into their uncertain future.  Of what hope could lay, for them, a better life ahead.  These two lovely souls, who are just another victim of circumstances, deserve far better things.  There should not be a limit to how much they can have.

What's left to say, as you had asked me to do, Jana is just to pray for all things well.
And the same prayer goes to you, Sam.





Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Faith.Hope.Love


This is a story of love.  This is a story of love in its purest form.  This is a story of courage to love.  This is a story of Nattawat.  This is, perhaps, your story too.  And perhaps, it is mine.

It is a story for those who believe.  For those who want to believe.  For those who want to open up the center of the heart.  To allow it to emanate the feelings of love.  To connect with others for joy, happiness, respect, compassion, understanding and generosity, and with loving oneself in a sincere and non egotistic way.  In continuing intuitive awakening, for both spiritual and healing creation.  With faith.  With hope.  With conviction to become a conduit to Love. 

To become the purpose of Love and to serve it.  It is a story to persevere until the last possible moment.  It is a story of strength.  Of courageous faith.  Of divine hope.  To love at all is to be vulnerable.  It is a writing to bring about consciousness in the spiritual words "Faith", "Hope" and "Love".


Spiritual words are of such importance in bringing our journey to reality.  Conveying non-material concepts and relate them to the functions of the spiritual inner person.  Setting important spiritual effects upon the functions of the fleshly body of the individual.  It is, in opening the Door of Life (the heart), that love forges great significance for the god consciousness, for the great compassion, of the higher self and the awakening of the soul.

The first time I met Nattawat was in 2004.  He was 24 years old.  A young Thai guy who had just, for the first time in his adulthood, fallen in love.  He connected with someone and thought to himself of how lucky he had been to meet another person and to begin his dream for a lifetime relationship.  His desire was simple - to fall in love and be loved in return.

Nattawat believed in Love.  He wanted to fall in love.  He wanted to be loved.  He was never completely devoid of hope nor doubt his faith for love to happen.  He knew, and accepted, the unfavourable situation he was in.  He had fallen in love with someone whom was in another relationship.  Nattawat knew he had become the 'Inconvenient Partner'.  He knew the only thing, the saddest thing, was love didn't include him.

Over the next few years, he tried to give up.  He wanted to diminish his dream for another dream.  He had his conscience not to allow his emotions to go any farther; never to force an earthly act to work to his advantage.  I knew he tried and, many times, his determination choked him.

For years, he took up a job that made him to be away from his homeland.  To just let the dream be a dream; for Love to happen without ever chasing after it desperately.  Hoping to sail away all the pains, the feelings of rejection and the inability to accept himself.  Hoping, at the end of a strong willed determination and self banishment, he would not suffer from guilt.  He made sure he would not be dominated by his emotions and feelings, putting himself above his own needs in an unbalanced way.

I met him again early 2008.  He was still in love.  Still with that someone since 2004.  Still with that someone whom was in a relationship.  While time leaped and bounded, to progress by forward springs, Nattawat was still trapped by his misfortune.  The premise of his heart, where he held dear for this someone to share his life, was received with more sadness, sorrow and pain.  It seemed his miscasts knew no bounds.  It seemed so hard to forget and to let go.  It seemed so hard to change a paradigm.

Nattawat was, and will always be, my lesson in life.  A man who made his weakness his strength.  A man, from the very day I met him, who was unable to shun away his full acceptance on his inability to fully possess a positive mindset yet stayed true to his heart.  He knew, and fully in charge, of the block yet let the graciousness of Love to take its own course. 

He owned, through his admission, all his inadequacies, the malfunctioning, to fill his soul with negative emotions of guilt, self pity and paranoia.  He would never keep away all of these shortcomings.  Nor did he rejoice in them.  He just accepted them to drive him to change.  He accepted them to recourse his life for spiritual victories.

His awareness earned my respect.  It was, in the consciousness of being of what he thought of himself, of the self-trapped negative charged mindset, that would generate the virtues and to free him from the rope.  Nattawat knew his negativity was stopping him to become a better person.  He wanted change.  He wanted to embrace the energy of being positive that can only change his misfortunes.  His journey.

There is wisdom in all human.  With and for Nattawat, he just knew that negativity and love are two separate entities.  Negativity was his choice but Love is forever divine.  The emotion of love, to Love, is very important for one to see God; the nurturer towards heaven.  Inasmuch he detested his ways of thinking, he believed that love is universal.

As in many tales of great love story, love conquers all.   There is always the metaphysical implication in such a situation.  There is always a karmic interpretation for a lesson untold.  Often misunderstood.  Often condemned.  Often we loathe the 'Inconvenient Partner' to cause the disruption.

When I met Nattawat early this year, his dream had become a reality.  It took him many years to ride on a new found relationship with the person whom he had fallen in love with for so many years.  Perseverance, surely, paid off.  He had great patience.  Indeed, in such a fast-paced society and our self-centered culture, his patience and the perseverance - Faith.Hope.Love - was the milestone gift of authenticity of the higher consciousness.  Nattawat walked in a manner worthy of the calling to which he had been called, with all humility and gentleness, with patience, bearing with one another in love.

Anyone can fall in love.  It is easy to fall in love.  Afterall, we are created from [the seed of] love.  But, to fall in love with the right person, to the right degree, at the right time, for the right purpose and in the right way, that is not easy.  An error can never become true however many times we repeat and try to undo it.  The truth can never wrong even if no one hears it.

A relationship is an opportunity for two souls to learn a life lesson.  The lesson that is to be learned is important so as to heighten an individual's life force (against the forces of nature) and liberating karmic debt to transcend consciousness.  To bring about the consciousness of being and knowing.  To raise the seed of love to grow and for all the emotions to function through feelings and ability to accept oneself.  The basis of what is to be learned, and shared, creates formless thought that is alive and at peace.  It brings forth our true nature, the true nature of all that is and is not, is Absolute Love.  Love is Being nothing, and everything.

What lies deepest within us, in clearing karmic debt and in accomplishing life lesson, is a state of love and soul consciousness which extends beyond time and space and reveals itself in its innate urge to unite.  Great loves often extend beyond lifetimes whereas the lovers will deeply love and connect in one lifetime.  They then often meet again to perfect and celebrate their love in a future lifetime.

Our soul contains the event that shall befall it in that when we are in a state of soul consciousness, we can and often will intuit our next step on the path of our heart.

It is Faith, Hope and Love that bind us to our spiritual 'inner person'.  That set and reward us for spiritual gifts.  Faith is the basis for us to strive.  Love is a gift, about giving that seeks the highest good and merit, and to let it flow continuously from where we come through how we live.  Hope is the longing for intents to come true; providing present enjoyment for a future fulfillment.

Nattawat's story lives in my search for wisdom.  For allowing me to learn that perseverance is the key in achieving any goal.  It is an important virtue in order to bring joy in many aspects in life.  That we can do anything we want to if we stick to it long enough.  Only those who keep his eyes fixed on the far horizon will find his right road.

Faith, Hope, Love - the rewards for those who persevere far exceed the pain that must precede the victory.






Monday, October 19, 2009

Journey Home





This is for my friends, ML and KC.


It was an unexpected twist for an eventful Saturday; the evening of 17th October was spent to uncover our journey.  The Journey Home.

Like the two of you, I am still warped with unexplained emotions.  Like the two of you, I am inspired too.  Like the two of you, "I love you" too. 

I am all tears reading your emails.  "Thank You" my friends.

It was a night, that wonderful night, bringing the three of us home.  In all appropriateness for the time and the energy of completion, that our journey home had been written to be spent that way.  It had taken us so long to rediscover.  Yet, it was better late than never.

We laughed.  We cried; ok I cried.  We labeled each other yet there was still just so much love and tenderness, connected in unspoken understanding.  Filled in invisible nuances of love.  We laughed even louder.  We let our naked souls to speak.  We were not ashamed.  We were not restricted.  And, we seriously and openly bared it all.  There was a complete exposure of our inner truths.

That same place, the same day of the week and same time where the scene of Entrapment took place about two months ago.  This time around, it was more profound.  We engaged in a marvelous ascension with honesty and integrity.  As you said KC, it was a reunion of soul mates.  We poured our hearty laughter accepting, and recognizing, our S-Factor that separated us from our peers.  It was such a beautiful symphony glowed with so much emotions.  Conducted in a divine orchestra with interdimensional attributes where so much intuitive energies were revealed.

We tied-up our loose ends.  We deserved to hear each other, one after another, and fitted into a balanced system.  Everything said and done with profound acts of love.  I was swamped with so much admiration.  The two of you brought upon your lights that sailed the night with an ascended vibration that fitted in very well for the three of us to see things better.  To sense the beauty of a reason to live.  It was a journey home of yin and yang, the dark and the light.

I felt honoured to be part of the big thing. 

The light house, and the divine life uniquely owned within the two of you, comforted the thought of death and my spiritual demise.  We made our transition and untangled all emotions that had been placed into our fabrics of life.  We laid and opened each others' path and formed yet another sacred geometry to our friendship.  Surely, it was not just a coincidence that had taken place that night, for opening a quest to our journey home vivid with the sacredness of free choice.  It was, as though, God was sitting amongst us that night giving little vignette and tiny snapshot of what will happen next.  What He did was to pour consciousness in our drinks and provided the energy of organization and form in such a peaceful and understanding veil of the evening.  Each one of you ascended to be an angelic being and wise teachers.

The lessons revealed within were truly revolutionary to our common way of thinking.  Our willingness to share, and the marvelous mindful of simple spiritual truths and insights of these two friends, have the power to change my life forever.

There was, and will be, just so much more to life as we unveiled our personal secrets.  The night just glowed.  A bright light was being lit.  In the invisible and silent entities of angels around, a choir sang a song that could be heard all over the universe.  What remained, three individuals were awakened.  A life would remain on this earth only this time to continue the journey.


The Journey Home


It has to be a journey, so we committed, a sacred one yet staple to the way things work.  We know that we will be walking through challenges, the drama, the difficulties, the denials, the lies but it would be a journey of divine consciousness.  It would be home with the potential of a perfect walk with God.  A brisk one with no ending.  Whatever life gives us, we shall take our light and transform it into what serves us and those around us.

My Gratitude


Now I know why you cried so much on The Journey Home, KC.  That Saturday oscillated our past and future and provided spiritual enlightenment of the changes we are facing.  Of knowing that God resides within us and that we are an eternal part of His universal plan.  Indeed, you were touched by His light.

I pray for you, M.  For that masterhood that is within you.  Your spiritual enlightenment is not about following any human being but the light within you.  You just have to passion play the consciousness.  Stay in your own integrity and don't look to others to define your beliefs.  The truth is that your divinity is within you.

I knew we went home knowing each one of us was sending blessings to one another.  Thank You for a night of honor, logic and divine purpose.  Thank You for the grace of your existence in my life.  Thank You for the essence of God which drives all (our) creation.  Thank You for being my brother and sister during the frontline of my battle.





Thursday, July 16, 2009

The Gift. The Prayer.


It is often hard, and I have to learn to overcome, to share the feeling with someone about the passing off of their loved one.  A feeling that comes naturally when I am invited to pray, especially for the departed soul, is in critical stage.  Often, this feeling is guided with a higher intuition that can just come from nowhere; a message that will tell me the end of a 'nadi' timeline.  A time to let go and go home.  A time to walk into the white light and embracing another life beyond the white bridge.

Over many years, I stand still in between two worlds.  On one side with the gripping fear of a departing earthly being and in another, the joy for reunion.  I often see a gathering of souls - the earthly and the spirits, negotiating for some sort of a Higher Plan while the Angels of Death play the intermediary role.

Two weeks ago when I was in Pattaya, two friends wanted me to feel the energy of the mother of their thai friend.  I had never met this lady nor did I know of her health condition.  I was only informed that she had been very sick and once warded in ICU.  The conversation made me to pass a remark that she would soon leave this earthly plane.  At that time, I caught a message '1' and '6' and didn't want to share much of their significance.  Only to mention that she would probably have six nadi weeks left, which was said to ease the situation.

Today, my prayer lends comforting condolences to Nattawat on the demise of his beloved mother.  Yesterday, I was informed that she had a relapse and today in another email, peacefully, passed on later that night.  I believe it is on the early 16.

I should be more vocal then.  I should just let them know of the message '16' and how was the message meant to be passed on.  I just didn't want to play God; instilling fears and anxieties and we should never play one!  What we can do is just to take the message and be prepared.  To let love grow and for us to take the opportunity to bask in its importance.

This morning as I wrote an email to another friend for Nattawat, I wrote "Yes, I feel his mother is ready to go but you don't have to tell him ..".  At the point, I was not informed of the demise.  For all the messages that I wanted him to whisper into his mother's ears shall now become my prayer for the two of them.  For his loving mother that meant so much to him and for Nattawat to find courage to live on.

I have always regarded a blog is our voice to the Universe, between Heaven and Earth.  Let the message, that was meant to be shared to her, echoes here:

 "You have been a wonderful mother taking care of me.  That have protected me.  I am very thankful for all that you had done.  To bring love into my life.  I will recognise it and will let it shine inside me.  I have become a better person with your love and guidance.  I promise to take care of myself and to be with Buddha where I truly belong.

You have been a good wife and a good mother to all your children.  Be at peace.  There is nothing greater than the love of Buddha for you now.  There is nothing else you need to do, your job is done.  We have to feel your love and to live with it to make us a better person here.  Feel the light that is all around you.  It will ease your earthly pain.   Just be with the light and everything will be taken care."


May you now rest in peace.





Sunday, July 05, 2009

The Broken Wings


This is for a dear friend in Pattaya, Thailand.

I am glad that we made the time to meet yesterday.  I am glad that we decided to talk.  I am grateful that you allowed your heart to open up, even when you knew that all conditions were not favourable.  I appreciate your courage to share your story.

You have my respect, my dear friend.  How I am in awe of your strength to get going with your life and set plans in motion of what would be the next best thing for you. Even with all the certainties that lie ahead of you.  For all the small steps that you are going to take to uphold through your withered force in life.

Favourable circumstances may not be at your side now.  Yet, you are able to raise your head.  To have forgiven the past and not even wanting to voice your anger.  Not to give vent to your bleeding heart to a failed relationship.  For they are the past and you knew you made mistakes. That you were part of them too.  Indeed, you are a great gentleman.

I cried not because I felt sad for you.  I cried not because I will lose you as a friend.  My tears were probably the stories of my insecurities.  The sadness to see a beautiful soul with a broken wing.  With all the footloose of what lies ahead and the unknown rough patches.

For you have made the decision.  One that you feel will change the next path of your life towards your peace.  Your joy.  For now, I can only pray for you. For all the courage and strength.  For all the faith of a better life you are seeking.

May you stay in the light of all things well, my dear friend.

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And here is a picture for another dear friend.
[Saw the guys playing it and it brought memory of his 'lost' .. haha]







Tuesday, June 09, 2009

Renovation Tips - Part Two


Wire Management and Wardrobes

We wanted to get away from the normal white switches for Reiki Sanctuary.  Legrand was our first choice.  We just love the silvery plate.  However, we had problem to match the silver face plate with its white base.  All base came in white colour.  Matching them together, silver and white, looked not right to us.

Though we managed to get the color code from Legrand for its silver colour and gotten the electrician to spray paint the base, we didn't want to employ too many of it in the house.  With the base, the switches looked awkwardly bulky [just as picture below].


We had more than fifty switches and sockets, all around the house including for the down lights, and wanted a subtle presence of them [as in picture below] on the walls.  At the same time, we didn't want to have too many wire trunks exposed all around the house.
How to achieve minimum exposure of wire trunking
With your floor plan, go through each room and locate the number of socket points/SCV/Telephone line.  Advice the electrician about cornices and/or false ceilings, if you are intending to do them.  Make sure the routing of wires/cables is done before the installation of cornice/false ceiling.

How we hide wires/cables for electrical sockets and rear speaker in living room
To minimise trunkings exposed in living room, the electrician fished the wires and cables from an accessible space through another wall, which in our case from the guest room.


The wires/cables were routed to far end [near window] pulled from electrical distribution box/amplifier from the living room inside and through wall.


Through the wall, wire out to Living Room for the socket near side table:


Through the wall, cable out to Living Room for the rear speaker:



How we hide wires/cables with wardrobes

You need to tell your carpenter that the sides of the wardrobes/cabinets are to act as a wall for switches/sockets.  He will have to construct additional layer of wood to box-in the wires.

Our switches and sockets at different part of the house:

Dining Cabinet


Interior - Box for Wires

An additional wood panel was built to hide the wires



Shoe Cabinet


Master Bed Room

A boxed panel to act as wall and to hide the wires:


Ceiling Fan in Study Area



This ceiling fan is fixed directly to the ceiling.  A hole had to be made at the false ceiling.

The Switch and Regulator:






Sunday, March 15, 2009

The Celebration Of Life


Over the last few weeks, it is day 50 today to be exact, my aunt has been hospitalized.  A woman who never thought, and often avoided the hospitals, would be warded this long.  From just a vertigo attack - probably due to her blood pressure, now the doctors are advising us to be vigilant of her condition.  We are told that her condition is critical. 

Three weeks ago, she was placed in ICU, for two weeks, when she contracted the MRSA bacteria.  Sadly, she is now suffering with a side effect of Frontal Lobe Syndrome.

Like her, I have come to know of few others whose health have turned around since the beginning of this year.  Of prayers that I was asked to make for some people.  Of individual, like Sze Ern, who crossed over to the other world few weeks ago.  Of a father, of our dearest kin, who has just passed on today.  Of sadness.  Of separation.

Life has become a gathering of sombre mood causing, in a great deal, sad feelings of gloom and inadequacy.  Plus, the economic outlook is depressing.  To the same degree it's like a gathering of death.  Is this a synchronicity of what lies ahead?  That, nothing is a coincidence.  Of what we, and those that are still brimmed with good health, should take stock of our lives?  To make a reflection.  To reconsider the process of giving, and the gratitude of receiving.  To live in retrospect.

As I listened to their talks, and the more I listen about how we felt short not mentioning how much we love, and appreciate, the people around us, I become rather discouraged.  I am discouraged because we have the habit that we often 'wait' until someone has passed on, or separated from us, before we tell this person that we love him/her.

Why do we allow ourselves to wait until that someone cannot hear before we let him/her know how much we love them?  Why do we often live not recognizing the good quality of a person when they are still with us?  Why do we wait until it is too late?  Why do we, often deliberately, delay to 'build' someone up when the person is already out of our life?

When we are said to be spiritual beings, it is discouraging when we allow our mind to think negatively about each other.  That our focus is often on the mistakes.  The imperfections.  That we often amplify only the wrongs and conveniently refuse to speak lovingly about good deeds.  How we speak about each other makes a big difference.  As we lovingly express a person, our words bring comfort.  It brings us closer.  It creates bond.

Perhaps, we need to consciously celebrate life.  A celebration where stories are told - eyes mist over, laughter rings out, and as we conclude lovingly, the person rises and gives us the biggest hug.  That, this person gets to hear the stories and come to the realization that he/she has made a difference on earth.  And when the inevitable separation finally comes, we can say goodbye with the knowledge that they knew exactly how people felt about them.

Has someone made a difference in your life?  Has someone been an influence in your life?  I am glad to meet a dear old friend, Daniel over the weekend.  I am glad, in the presence of his partner, told him how special he had been in my life.  I am glad to mention to another friend, Paul the same thing too.  For all their paths that crossed mine, they are being cherished with good hearts.  For all the good days that were spent caring for each other; making our world a better place to live in.  It was them that made betters days for you and me.

Life is too short to leave kind words unsaid.  These loving words will make all the difference in the world.




Saturday, October 04, 2008

Thank You


Dear Families and Friends,

We don't expect the Universe to send us so much love from the people around us.  The connecting passage far and near.  From families to friends.  Families that pray for us.  Friends that we have not heard for so long.  Through all the phone calls, emails and visits, we are truly touched. 

Words would not be enough to say how much we deeply appreciate the kindness and love that are being given to us for the last few days.


The last few days, each one of you play a big part.  You take in our frustrations, listen to our negativities and, importantly, put sense and give us hope.  You put up with us and kindly offer your kind assistance.  Even with your busy schedule, in your physical tiredness, in your limited time - they are less important but to make sure we go through this period.

'Thank You! Thank You!'  However, we want to say it, again, that we are handling the situation well.  Admittedly, we are just physically, emotionally and mentally drained.  We know that everything will end soon.  We know that everything will have a good reason.

As mentioned, we will shout, we will yell when we need help.  And, when that happens, we are grateful that you will be around.

We will, definitely, remember these loving gestures. You are loved.  We are praying for your well being too.





    About Me

    I am a certified Master in Traditional USUI REIKI and KARUNA REIKI. I am also a certified practitioner in MAGNIFIED HEALING and INNER DANCE.

    I have been teaching and conducting spirituality, healing and energy works (including Breathing Techniques, Meditation and Spinal Qiqong) for more than two decades.

    These are the classes I conduct:
    (for Individual and/or Groups)

    a) Life / Motivational Coach
    b) Usui Reiki (all the 4 levels)
    c) Awareness Before Change
    d) Born Rich
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    Need Healing?

    I offer Reiki Distant Healing (See REIKI HOSPITAL OF LIFE for more information) for those who seek healing, higher & spiritual guidance.

    Do contact me should you want me to add you to this healing space. You might want to share your issues via email.

    I do not charge for doing this service; there is no fee involved. My intention is pure as I truly believe it is always good that we can attain to be with our Highest Self.

    We deserve to be healthy, peaceful and joyful.