Sometimes I have glimpses of how blessed I am.
The words above provides such instance for me. I read it and thought, “Hey, I am like that.” I live in a big packed city, work to make ends meet, and face various incidents in life, but I am like what the post says.
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Ah rasa itu muncul lagi
Layak molekul cairan yang entropinya meningkat saat dipanaskan
Berkecamuk. Bergejolak
Terjadi setiap aku merasa senang dan semangat
Karena mencicip sesuatu yang kusuka
Memalingkanku dari-Mu
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There was something I have just noticed about myself. I seem to have a(n even) lower treshold for small talks. Perhaps small talks is not the correct term.
What I mean is that I am not inclined to be in a conversation where we do not talk about what matters – to each of us at the moment. Continue reading
There was a question posed several days ago: If money is no object, what would you do?
I am happy to find out that my response to the question is: “I would do the same things I am doing now – but magnified. And without any worries.”
“Without any worries.” Isn’t that interesting?
Might write more later. But this will do for now.
Life is always set to bring us a feast of experiences – each time with different colour, flavour and texture. There is always something to sit with, to bring about smiles and tears from the heart.
This is a short post to dearly acknowledge that help is everywhere. As and when I need it, help is always extended, gladly, whole-heartedly, and lightly. Always.
I thank all the angels in my life for this. I thank God, too. I thank you.
And you, know that you don’t have to go through this alone.
Earlier this month (of Ramadhan), I was inspired to write a blog post a day. I didn’t ask why. I just did it. So far I have been doing okay, skipping only one day, which I intend to make up the month after.
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A couple of months ago, I was asked to write an article for magdalene.co. I did. The editor asked if I could provide a short bio to go with the article. It took me a while to write it.
That was when I realised, I could not write me as “a communications specialist” anymore.
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Kala lelah melanda
Canda tawa menggelegak
Emosi bergejolak
Sadar pun mereda
Batas terlintasi
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Perhaps it is a habit I started during my stay in Sevilla, Spain. There were very few mosques for me to sit and be quiet. So I opted for Catholic churches instead. They grew in me.
There is something about Catholic churches that I cannot really pinpoint. I love sitting in (most) Catholic churches for a quiet dialogue, or simply for quietude. I love lighting the candles in the churches. Whenever I go places, I make an effort to stop by its local worship places, be it mosques, temples, or, yes, Catholic churches.
That was also the case when I went to Singapore recently. I think we have a thing going on—St. Andrew’s Cathedral and I. Mind you, St. Andrew is a patron saint in Scotland, and also happens to be one of my favourite beautiful towns there.
It has been a journey to sieve what needs to be said today. Allow me to think out loud.
I know it is about the diary I was revisiting yesterdays. About the days I spent during the two six month courses and one preparation for retreat course at The Beshara, UK. I know it is about rediscovering the gems I have been so generously given during those periods, which is but a glimpse of what has been pouring to me throughout my life.
But what is it about? What is it saying? What does it want to say again, now, through this note?
As I was flipping through my diary pages, I was transported back to that place. Not place in a physical sense – that small dot in the border of Scotland and England. But more in the sense of the way of being that was emphasised throughout the courses.
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