Ancestor Remembrance and Worship

Ancestor Remembrance and Worship

Today our whole tribe attended a prayer ceremony for grandmother grandfather and ….. mommy

It’s been a year since grandma or ah ma’s passing. How fast can time be?

Ah Ma, so tiny in frame, but so large in life or larger than. I think it will be impossible for me to forget what she said, when she came into our family to stay with us, to mother us, after mom’s passing.

“Yen, take it as if it was nothing. Be brave.”

I dont know how much courage she gave me so many times in life when I find myself in need. Just this line and what she did with her life.

And the prayer ceremony brought ah ma, ah gong or grandpa and mommy together.

At a temporarily set up altar, a big paper home is in place. The tribe is putting ah ma ah gong and mommy together as they reunite in the other world.

Everyone seems to feel better after doing the rites, its like they say, all done.

But for myself, it was something much much more as I went through it.

Seeing the photos of grandfather grandmother and mommy in the face was impactful.

I feel a stir somewhat . What are the words I should use when I can’t even make sense of my emotions? Arggh

Feels like a wind has come by and ruffled some pages of a book . Or some dust of a book hidden somewhere stirred.

Now as I put words down, I realize wind and light has come. Yes. Isn’t that a good thing TPY?

Like it did something to the long standing hurt and pain that has been kept in a certain place in my body, maybe…maybe in everyone else’s

I breathed in light and air as I sat there listening to the rites.

If anything, BREATHE

I worked hard at that.

As the gongs cymbals and prayer music came on, i try to be aware of areas of resonance.

it feels like some resonance can be found at the tummy area and heart

Like it was inviting things out

As I looked at ah ma’s picture, I began to speak to her

Thank you granny for sacrificing the way you did. For the selfless devotion , for all your giving. For giving your entire life to the Tan clan.

You had the whole tribe on your shoulders, how heavy is that?

How selfless is that?

How much responsibility and challenge could that have been?

But you took it all the same.

And the whole tribe is bowing to you now, on behalf of them all, thank you granny for giving up your happiness for all of us.

Please find your peace now

And another thought came to mind: Must people only find peace when they have given of themselves and after they die?

Really? Cant there be another way?

I looked at ah gong’s picture and I saw myself sitting on his lap kissing his face in the living room at our family home in geylang

It feels almost as if I can still feel the warmth and the smell of cigarette emanating from his mouth.

But I felt loved as a grandchild. I dont seem to recall any other grandchild being so close to ah gong.

I would kiss his face five times, on both cheeks, forehead, nose, chin

Like a ritual.

I recall dad telling me ah gong is a great cook. He did Tze Char, had a stall where all his children helped out and served celebrities at his stall with his hor fun, Har Lok (sautéed prawns), stir fried liver…

And afterwards, when I m on the food journey i recognised the seed planted by ah gong perhaps but that which I have expressed or interpreted with my own.

I might not have been a great cook, but i did meaningful valuable stories recording chef’s lives and wisdom that people could read over and over again, timeless quotes and wonderful values

And even if I have left the industry now, I find it hard to sever my ties with food even if I wanted to. There are people who keep calling and wanting me to serve in this industry in different ways

Then I look at my mother’s photo, and I sort of still felt her love

Why? It is still here so long after she has gone in 2002.

Her love so big so strong! I realise it traversed distance, space, dimensions. How big is that?

Thank you mommy, for loving us the way you did. For your selfless love and care for us all. For giving your life and soul your everything to the family, like ah ma has, for always always considering and prioritizing us. Making decisions for the good of us rather than yourself first

Please be at peace please find your peace

And as I said thank you to granny and mommy, I felt something lifted off my body and my cells

Like something opened up…ka cha….

Like there was a release

I heaved things out ……..PHEW!

As I was looking at the whole tribe, and my family, I give thanks to granny mommy for all the love and life they have given to the tribe

On behalf of the tribe of my family I say this, and is thankful I have the awareness to do this.

I sort of see them smile satisfactorily and going away

And for myself——-I feel like I can finally have a fresh new start

After so long, I think I can finally bye this experience away

And I have reflections almost instantly

-Can’t they be at peace in life?

-I began to realize how similar I have been when making decisions , I followed mother and grandmother—— I always thought of my children first and not my feelings first

I shouldered my family above myself when the family was in need. Wow. And at a much younger age.

And the beautiful thing is——I found a way!!!

If granny and mommy attended to anyone else other than themselves first, then why dont I do the reverse?

What if I attended to my emotions first ?

Rather than thinking for my family?

I would want to get out of this situation

I would not have kept things under wraps thinking this is good for the kids

So I should try the reverse instead. Try TPY try!

I should try this method of putting myself first because if its good for me, it must be good for my kids somewhat. And if I m not happy, the kids will not be.

Then I could rewire and change things

And finally be myself

It reminds me of my solo trip in Paris

One time I went one round and came back to the same spot realising ——–I have come one full circle

Now too, I feel like I have had a dream and I m back to some ten years ago, when mommy had passed on, and I have processed this, and can start off, acknowledging the loss yet can move on.

Finally, I asked for ALL the support, resources, power, strength, wisdom, energy, longevity, vitality that I need to breakthrough and to become a better version of TPY.

Realising Me xiv

Realising Me xiv

“Its been hard on you”

I heard myself when my hands are at my heart.

“Its been hard on you”

I heard at the stomach.

How much have you stomach? And you are still at it TPY? Do you not know any other way? Its been hard on you.

At my big keloid, I continued to breathe in. I saw the dancing northern lights. And instantly I was back at the point when survival was a question. I didnt expect myself to be in those shoes in modern SIngapore. I have a good education, decent upbringing, I have a scholarship, I m in a course I like and I have a job waiting for me.

What could go wrong?

I was angry because I have to shoulder the responsibility and to pick up pieces for all the things I did not do. I was angry for behaving properly and doing all that I have done well, and yet I have to face broken situations like these.

And I chose to be responsible.

So even as I was picking up the pieces, I was also angry in ways more than one.

And almost as suddenly, that feeling of sunkenness, heaviness, frustration, bitterness, anger, stress came up , upwards towards the left and landed in my heart and shoulder area. Was that why my left shoulder hurt?

And now what do I do with this?

These feelings that have come up? I ask?

Observe TPY

Open up a space for them and observe.

See them, hear them

Be with them.  

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Now I know why I saw the Yohji Yamamoto piece. He was angry too, but he found a way out.

What would be my way?

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Interestingly, Stephan shared his experience reiki-ing me from afar.

yesterday night I had a most vivid and fabulous journey as I started to work on your navel. Suddenly out of nowhere a powerful vortex rose out of your navel and grew so fast, that before I could do anything I was sucked in the vortex and slowly descended into your navel. As I was descending I looked a your lower and upper keloid and saw how they very so nicely aligned with the pancreas and navel on the Ren (conception vessel) meridian.

Fascinated I asked myself is she doing microorbital breathing?

Never got an answer, as I was already inside you in a huge cave which was full of perfect purple and shining crystals.

In the middle of this enormous cave, upon a ground of pure white crystals, was a big capsule. At time totally black at times transparent. I tried to open it, but it did not budge. However there was a light being inside which had your eyes and facial features. As I looked up, I was no longer in a cave but under the sky full of stars. And then Beethoven’s sinfonie “Götterfunken” (Ode to Joy) blasted through space…Filling me with this overpowering emotion…As it ended, I was back on the navel!

What a journey…thank you Pin Yen

Now I remember, looking out and upwards from your navel. It all pointed to the heart.
As if saying, listen to your heart, what is it whispering to you?

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Then I looked back at my notes this morning, my heart says, “Its been hard on you.”

Using Anger

Using Anger

Came across a number of prominent people who are using their anger /pain ….these few days.

I guess I really wanted to know how they did it?

The full story here https://www.google.com.sg/amp/s/www.vogue.co.uk/fashion/article/yohji-yamamoto-reveals-an-inner-anger%3famp

But first, a selection of quotes which called out to me.

“So I don’t change; at the beginning I was always angry, still angry, that is what makes my motivation power to create beauty.” Yohji Yamamoto says.

The writer for Vogue finds Yamamoto’s pieces peaceful

“I mostly find Yohji’s collections peaceful and I asked him if that was just an illusion.”

“An illusion – yes – sometimes I lose my anger, so sometimes I lose my power, the power to shout anti-something – and then it looks peaceful,” he said. “

“Yohji had started our conversation by saying that he was angry. So I asked him why.”

“It’s very simple – I was born as a war child and in the first year of high school I read about how my father passed away in the war. It was 1944, just one year before it ended. He was 36 years old. A 36-year-old man was sent to war. America already had won everything. So he’s on the boat, fishing boat, and it sunk.”

“About ten or fifteen years ago I started feeling maybe my father was pushing my back,” Yohji went on. “At the same time I felt angry. My country and its people were stupid. Because America already had a very modern army. My father’s army, they were all killed and finally the American army bombed Hiroshima. I spent my young life with only my mother. I don’t have the meaning of family.”

I saw his anger frothing. Inability to accept, pain, anger. But he used these somewhat, lucky for him.

“Yohji had once said to me that he was always fascinated by seeing women from the back – departing. Was that still true?”

“Please don’t leave! Don’t leave! That is the most important thing in my imagination,” Yohji replied. “Because I love women. Especially I love strong women. Independent women.”

“The designer also loves handwork, and looking at strokes of paint coloured on the clothes, I could see that some of this work was closer in spirit to couture, than to ready-to-wear.”

“I’m stupid,” said Yohji. “I’m still making clothing in my company. The staff – using their fingers. Other companies are using computers. I keep on doing everything by hand. And from hands come emotion, inspiration, sensitivity. I still believe in that. So until the end, I will keep making everything by hand.”

To answer myself—— just do it. It was the best choice and what the soul wanted.

It is dad’s birthday today. I found it hard to say happy birthday.

I did it.

Overcoming

Overcoming

Saw a nice video today on overcoming fear and stress

And how thoughts matter in building our health.

Inside, Wim Hof spoke on his trauma that haunted him because his birth and presence wasnt expected and he was delivered in a cold passageway.

It is no wonder then that today he has become truly a man in the cold and has found a way out to manage or work with the cold—and that is by breathing.

He became someone who isnt afraid of the cold.

He isnt only inspiring but he made magic—out of himself and of pain.

I am intrigued and very drawn to people like these who show with their life, what magic can be, if you persevere and never give in, or give up. What strength do they possess?

It brought upon me once and again, the significance of turning pain and traumatic experiences into something useful.

I had seen a few video clips of this man and my family follows his breathing technique of late.

But how did this inspiring man get here?

Why, as with all others, it was pain and trauma that led the way for him, and in turn, he searched and experimented on himself and proved that this is not unique to him, but others, so he paved the way for many, to breathe their way through challenging times.

It also brought upon me the very idea that we will find our peace in the very thing that brought us unbalance in the first place. Like Hof being upset by the cold he was delivered in, and he delivered himself (working) in the cold.

I tried to think about myself.

But met with a little bit of a stumble, its ok, I’ll leave it here for a while.

And Hof says, “the cold forces me to get deeper inside.”

I look at myself again. All my experiences have been forcing me to get inside as well. Reliving, processing, transforming.

He said one thing, “Just breathing and believing (you can)”

Makes you can a reality.

What do I want to believe in?

Nasa’s Library

Nasa’s Library

I find myself getting intrigued, well at least showing more and more interest in news related to space—-as I grow older.

Things that happen in space, the moon’s waxing and waning, becoming full, eclipses, always I try to grasp a fuller understanding of the complexity of it all.

But always I fail.

Its beyond the human mind. And my little brain cannot work it out.

And I read about NASA, opening up its library of photo resources to the public today.

Wow. These are photos that make me wonder child-like again. Like cupping my face with my hands looking up there and go “wah, how can?”

What is happening up there?

I cannot imagine neither can I understand. Even if I read, even if I try to imagine and visualise as I read.

Just don’t get it

Magical things, unfathomable things beyond imagination and comprehension. I sort of like them though.

AND that they are happening whether or not we like it, can understand it.

Bigger than what we can imagine, but happening, The sheer scale of it, baffling—–but possible.

Why?

Simply because this is IT of life.

Life’s myriad of possibilities. I like the idea of possibilities.

That we can but also cannot make sense of it. These occurrences happening in space are the very things that shock us, surprise us, amaze us, push us to discover and learn and actually———they reduce us immediately.

Reduce our ego, our pride our sense of importance. Our theories, our mindsets, our beliefs our hypothesis. They shake up our systems and innerscapes so easily. And reduce our problems and unhappiness —–with their beauty and wonder.

There are like 140000 images, that you can search for here. https://images.nasa.gov

I try my hands and typed “sun”.

Found these images, that are quite different from the sun I see everyday out of the window.

And this one called out to me—where’s the sun?

The sun can look like this too!

And what would be my possibility?

This is an image of magnetic loops on the sun, captured by NASA’s Solar Dynamics Observatory (SDO). It has been processed to highlight the edges of each loop to make the structure more clear. A series of loops such as this is known as a flux rope, and these lie at the heart of eruptions on the sun known as coronal mass ejections (CMEs.) This is the first time scientists were able to discern the timing of a flux rope’s formation. (SDO AIA 131 and 171 difference blended image of flux ropes during CME.) Credit: NASA/Goddard Space Flight Center/SDO —- On July 18, 2012, a fairly small explosion of light burst off the lower right limb of the sun. Such flares often come with an associated eruption of solar material, known as a coronal mass ejection or CME – but this one did not. Something interesting did happen, however. Magnetic field lines in this area of the sun’s atmosphere, the corona, began to twist and kink, generating the hottest solar material – a charged gas called plasma – to trace out the newly-formed slinky shape. The plasma glowed brightly in extreme ultraviolet images from the Atmospheric Imaging Assembly (AIA) aboard NASA’s Solar Dynamics Observatory (SDO) and scientists were able to watch for the first time the very formation of something they had long theorized was at the heart of many eruptive events on the sun: a flux rope. Eight hours later, on July 19, the same region flared again. This time the flux rope’s connection to the sun was severed, and the magnetic fields escaped into space, dragging billions of tons of solar material along for the ride — a classic CME. &quot;Seeing this structure was amazing,&quot; says Angelos Vourlidas, a solar scientist at the Naval Research Laboratory in Washington, D.C. &quot;It looks exactly like the cartoon sketches theorists have been drawing of flux ropes since the 1970s. It was a series of figure eights lined up to look like a giant slinky on the sun.&quot; <b>To read more about this new discovery go to: <a href=”http://1.usa.gov/14UHsTt&#8221; rel=”nofollow”>1.usa.gov/14UHsTt<

Becoming Old

Becoming Old

I l-o-v-e love love this quote by Japanese writer Haruki Murakami.

He says, “ I always thought that people grow old gradually. But no, people get old in a flash.” Aging did not come from the first wrinkle, not the first strand of white hair but from the instant you give up on yourself. Only people who do not give themselves up, not find old age. Aging might come in numbers but not his or her aura. The heart of a child can stop one from growing old.”

Getting old in a flash—— I can certainly resonate with that.

As I read this quote, I recounted how my heart hardened in an instant, how I coerced myself to do things that might not be me, how I bit my teeth and forced myself into positions.

In a flash certainly.

So much journey so many experiences, processed in my mind —— in a flash.

How old have I grown in a flash?

As I saw these flashbacks, I want to offer much love and light to the girl who grew so old so old in those flashes.

But I look at my face.

It does not give any clue to what depth and breadth of life’s experiences I have gone through.

So many times I have done interviews with top CEOs and talents in their respective fields and they would talk to me in a condescending manner. They were obviously disturbed a young girl like me would be sent to speak with them.

I hated their look.

I m older than you think —— was what went on in my head.

But now, I love my face even more.

Huaihao always holds my face with both hands when he is drowsy and about to sleep and would caress my face.

I love how his small hands fit and hold me together. It’s almost like my brokenness instantly puts itself together.

That’s the power of his little hands.

I remind myself to be a better person and to do better because I have him and I want him to be proud of me

11 Years 1 Month

11 Years 1 Month

沁芝喜欢拍照,也喜欢自拍。

很多时候,都是看到沁芝的照片之后才“看到”沁芝。

沁芝的喜怒哀乐。沁芝的不一样。像是花开那样,静谧中一切都在蜕变。mommy除了努力做好自己做好mommy,只有祈求,祈求获许上苍和守护天使的眷顾,照耀沁芝。

沁芝喜欢用filter,相当喜欢沁芝拍的这组照片。她说以后她要成为photographer。好啊。

沁芝皓皓一直以来喜欢吃日本餐,最近我们三人发觉了新的小天地。

我们爱不释手,去了又起。之后还续摊,去吃好吃的甜点。

沁芝的肢体动作相当的优美,反正就是做什么像什么。喜欢看沁芝放开舞动身体,或跟着kpop或是dab

星期天,带沁芝皓皓去美术馆。呼吸不一样的空气。艺术这件事,或许现在不懂,但是在不知道是什么时候的以后,总能带来心领神会的安慰。

像这组艺术作品,缅甸艺术家Min Thein Sung的,用尘埃雕刻时间。谁会想到细小的尘埃可以那么艺术,加上时间的酝酿和撮合,潮湿度的刚刚好,光线的刚刚好,然后一切的和合,让尘埃在时光中定格。

学校假期,我们先计划日程。希望沁芝皓皓过得丰富充实。于是去吃大家爱吃的Burger+,去Nerf Experience,去香格里拉酒店staycaytion, 沁芝皓皓在Buds玩得不亦乐乎。还有去summer pavilion庆祝公公和庚延舅舅的生日

不知不觉,沁芝的头发长了,已经可以梳成髻。mommy的mommy以前就喜欢发髻。我也是。现在沁芝也经常这样梳理。

最近喜欢上带沁芝皓皓上学。因为每天都有不一样的体会和发现。让再平凡不过甚至是恼人的日常,成为一种小确幸。

风来的时候,我们就感受风;阳光照耀的时候,请太阳公公照耀我们给我们光和暧。下雨了,我请孩子伸出手,感受雨滴落下。有时候,我们会一边吃薯片一边走路回家。

爱你宝贝。因为希望你比mommy幸福快乐。mommy很用功,从来没有懈怠、没有偷懒、没有妥协。

因为有你。

写到这里,听到mailbox的“叮‘,原来是昨天瑜伽课的老师传过来的电邮,要卖瑜伽配套,但是写了这样一段文字:

One of my teachers used to be a medical professional before she gave it all up to move into the complementary modality space. She says with exasperation of the current situation, “…the things we can do now are – eat healthy, exercise, get good rest and wash your hands – which you should be doing all the time anyway!”

Simple & wise.
Fear constricts and love expands.
All this shall pass and we will get through this together, Yen

Ignite your heart,
我好像听到他说:“breathe yen breathe”

瑜伽难做的时候,要呼吸。我们总是忘记这件事。与你分享。你就是力量,总是给我很多,推动我,鼓励我,温暖我。

We had our Shangri La staycay and Qinzhi had hours and hours of fun at Bud. We rarely have buffets, maybe once in a year and Qinzhi had hers and got her rights to eating what she wanted.

And just now when we had raindrop, Qinzhi says that she likes the stay so much she wants to go back again. And is looking forward to staycaytioning.

And we just finished raindrop and had our chat, it was so good, I hope these are the littlest memories that will warm Qinzhi in future. And just recollecting these will warm Qinzhi immediately.

Realising Me xiii

Realising Me xiii

Reiki-ing as usual on the bed and suddenly I laughed

So silly of me

To use my time to be angry

When I could use it to be happy, to contribute, to better myself, to heal, to commit to happy meaningful things that could do good for myself and others

Hahaha

And at the navel spot I ask for all the light and love for my navel and belly. It has been a trying few days. So it needs love and light.

And I thought of the motherly connection at the navel.

Me with my mother my grandmothers me with my daughter. Our bonding.

And I heard myself saying- for all the womenfolk in my tribe who have been leaders for the good of this tribe

Who gave of themselves physically emotionally and in every single way they could have

they gave it their all

But sacrifice they did and they did not receive the love, respect, recognition and acknowledgment in good time

Always after they are gone and they go too soon

As I invite light and love into my navel, I invite light and love to be showered upon them too, these fearless giving womenfolk who fight times and realities with all their might , without prioritizing themselves first

And….and I see them smile in my mind

They didn’t mind the sacrifice and will do it all over again they seem to say

But they would have felt so much better had they been loved and showered as much and received loved in reciprocity

I thank my intuition and the divine for letting me have the opportunity to do this

And also to learn from their experiences:

– how we can give fearlessly by first taking care of ourselves so that

-We do not repeat them

Such a discovery, a message to remind me to learn to love and honour myself and appreciate myself before anything else

And how do I do that?

So that I do not repeat them

And in the reiki, I became aware that if I laugh they do

If I cry they do

If I m happy they are

If I m sad they are

If I heal they heal

We are connected in time and space even if they are not here physically anymore

But if I live well, they will be

Realising Me xii

Realising Me xii

I have so many suppressed thoughts I want to lash out it is making my stomach bloated and full. And they are making my breath flow in a difficult manner.

Sometimes I go ahead and breathe, other times, I take in air slowly, gently working with what compression and constriction I have.

I like the latter way better, the inhale feels gentler and I feel my tummy balloon. Whereas if “I just breathe”, I feel the tummy area tight and taut.

Not bad at all TPY, even in these unsettling moments, you are learning to find some balance, trying to work it out.

So I hear alot of these voices when I m alone. It’s like I can only let them out when I m alone.

In the bath.

When everyone else is asleep.

So much anger contained and compartmentalised into these little pockets of small spaces. 

When I brought the kids to Great World City, I saw these and it reminded me of the way I compartmentalised my emotions, keeping them in wraps in these pockets of space and time.

But I like seeing how the colours are detailed, each one has a name of its own and it makes me want to pinpoint with awareness the feelings I feel. That which it is, exactly. Nothing more nothing less.

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And we r not talking yet.

This gets on my nerves. And when we sit near each other I feel like I m about to explode.

Almost as suddenly, I realise, that power is not mine. It’s his energy. 

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I can’t breathe well

I m bottled up I guess, so many things I want to thrash out. But what’s the point? I have tried talking and it just makes things worse.

Yet I cannot keep these things down. I like a clean slate, I like to be carefree and without things on my mind unsettled. Like Huaihao, there should be as less attachments or stuff bothering you when you retire at night.

I m torn between lashing them out and using this as an opportunity to practise awareness

Its tough! and I promise myself I will not give up easily because I can breakthrough this!

So when I do my reiki 

I come back again to my breath, Just me, and breath.

How wonderful to have this breath!

I use my breath a lot on my body these days

Relying on it to cleanse me nourish me fulfill me comfort me

Love me

In the places I need it, like when I feel knots in the tummy, or to my left shoulder wherever I hurt it, I didnt know.

Thankful, so thankful I have it, and I should say, have the awareness of it. And for intuitively working with it and employing it.

I send it to my head eyes ears wishing they will see n hear beauty 

Then my neck my shoulders thanking them for the support

Then my heart

My thymus keloid my liver my pancreas my stomach my intestines my cyst my navel my keloids my knees my ankles

And I could feel so so much energy flow

As I breathed three deep breaths into each part I intend for the breath to shake things ups there to open up to resolve to dissolve

Thankful for this self healing opportunity and ability. How would I be if I had not these to support me?

It’s so hard to keep sanity balance and peace, but as always, I know I have been watched, from angels above who want me to be well and to persevere , I know when always, always, I find things along the way to remind me

Like this I saw as I walk the streets

Like an answer from above, sent my way, it came when I lifted my head – lifting my head has such powerful symbolic meaning and it seemed every time I lift mine, I find

So I find, “one step at a time walking the way to stillness”.

Stillness!!!

It simply means—–Remember to practise TPY!

We can all give ourselves the beauty of a pause, some form of stillness. Yes I believe so, and with awareness, in stillness we arrive, we ‘ll find. We’ll see and hear things we would never have. We can be in touch with intuition. And use that to navigate our lives.

And now, how do/can we keep still? Amidst all the frenzy, pain, unsettling moments?

Like in my own case, how do I find peace with so many thoughts floating in me? When my breath is not settled and at peace?

How do we change pain into beauty how do we transform?

Where is the point for change or translation and transformation?

I find myself asking. 

And in my massage session today, the masseuse is like another angle the divine planted, “要自己保护自己, 别拿别人的错误来惩罚自己, 多出去户外运动”

My tears almost flowed. Her words comforted me so much I m feeling so pained so much pain all the pain, I have to gasp for air

If I let my emotions flow I would have been crying in exasperation 

It’s as if I m going to break apart.

But on hindsight now as I m writing this, I know, this was for me, for me to air my emotions.

I had another whatsapp message with Stephan which brought me into balance. Just airing my thoughts made me feel so good, so I think what I need is space.

I just need to flash them out, for my own sake, yes.

And I thought of one thing, I need to use my emotions on something. Writing like this is one. But furthermore, I need to deploy them, make them work, like in art or music, I need to USE them. That would be a way out.

And then I came across a post I wrote a while ago,

“I used to feel very helpless when i cannot advance in my conversations with my bf. Each time I try to talk, he lapses into the old. I get upset and angry with myself. I get impatient.

But now, I think I m clear. We are operating at different frequencies and there is a gap. Till the time he opens up, I promise to give myself the space the time the open-mindedness, to use this opportunity to practice. It doesn’t mean that I am at fault or should take it out on myself or take the responsibility for this.

And until he arrives, I will patiently wait. I think giving space to another is one of the biggest gifts or love we can have onto another being.”

Are you that wise TPY?

Try again

And I will.

Stephan says “As mentioned before you are a powerful, intelligent, successful and beautiful woman, he is very, very lucky to be your husband and have you care and thinking of you. This is very rare!

Extremely rare.”

He is forcing the ends and the limits out of me, getting me to be utmost creative, thinking out of the box, connecting me with my breaths and my intuition.

I will try. There must be something else I can do.

How else can I encourage new thought and behavior unto myself?

Patience TPY!

I need to change the energy pattern. Rewire.

But for now, “I lovingly forgive and release all of the past, and choose to fill my world with joy, love and I approve of myself.”

Never Give Up

Never Give Up

My teacher!

Yongey Mingyur Rinpoche’s advice on the current situation stems from a deep rooted practice of buddhist philosophy

And his suggestions can be applied to many things in life, such as:

  • Our mindset : We can use the opportunity as a learning opportunity for growth and insight
  • Transform : use whatever emotions we have as a support for meditation
  • Never Give up: Or we will be losing the opportunity to learn and grow
  • Practise Practise Practise
  • Dedicate: May all be free from disease

Om!