Excerpts from "under the tuscan sun"... very apt at this moment. It's all about taking chances and letting go.
Someone once told me that I should stop thinking... this was of course said in anger and at that moment I broke into a few pieces. But then, I'm a thinker. Of course, when i was told to stop thinking, it was because of a so called bad judgement I had made so I don't think it was meant in a general context of to TOTALLY STOP THINKING! right?
So I got to thinking... and have been thinking for a couple of days now, ok.. not days, but weeks. Thinking about taking that leap.. taking the chance into the unknown.
I have these dreams, these ideas... these plans. Which I now realize (or am reminded).. that these aren't dreams.. but instead, chances. And all I have to do is to take one!
Friday, September 10, 2010
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Being at the crossroads
It's been sometime now since I've done any posting up here and the reasons are plenty. Procrastination being the major reason. Procrastination has been a reason for a lot of our shortcomings, often not allowing ourself to achieve or do what we desire to do.
A year and a half ago, I left what was a stable environment to set out into the unknown. A hard decision to make, but I made that decision and a couple of opportunities fell in place allowing life to take a turn into what I thought was the right direction. But this stable environment is now once again shaken. Shaken by thoughts of wanting more, wanting to know what's out there, wanting to know if there's more to life... thus bringing me to a crossroad.
So where do I go? The journey to move forward into the unknown scares the S%^$ out of me, but I don't want to look back 10 years from now and wonder "what if I had taken that road.. where will I be now?"
We all have dream and ambitions. We don't expect to fulfill our dreams by just sitting there, you need to work for it. Nothing in life comes easy... said generations after generations and I believe it to be true. But does that mean taking risk into the unknown?
My dreams of travel has been strong. We all love travel and I always wanted to do something meaningful in life... I mean.. I use to read about those to go abroad to help the really poor to build schools, teach english and do good. So I thought... hey.. I love life, I love kids.. why not I put my passion for travel to good use and teach English and do some good. But hey! I"m Asian... it's important to own a car, own a house, be somebody and all that other jazz. Hey! The money has been good, I survived, I own a car and I lived alright.. not complaining. But I'm restless again..
So now.. at 33 I'm thinking. At a crossroad to do what's right in the eyes of society and what's right for me.
A year and a half ago, I left what was a stable environment to set out into the unknown. A hard decision to make, but I made that decision and a couple of opportunities fell in place allowing life to take a turn into what I thought was the right direction. But this stable environment is now once again shaken. Shaken by thoughts of wanting more, wanting to know what's out there, wanting to know if there's more to life... thus bringing me to a crossroad. So where do I go? The journey to move forward into the unknown scares the S%^$ out of me, but I don't want to look back 10 years from now and wonder "what if I had taken that road.. where will I be now?"
We all have dream and ambitions. We don't expect to fulfill our dreams by just sitting there, you need to work for it. Nothing in life comes easy... said generations after generations and I believe it to be true. But does that mean taking risk into the unknown?
My dreams of travel has been strong. We all love travel and I always wanted to do something meaningful in life... I mean.. I use to read about those to go abroad to help the really poor to build schools, teach english and do good. So I thought... hey.. I love life, I love kids.. why not I put my passion for travel to good use and teach English and do some good. But hey! I"m Asian... it's important to own a car, own a house, be somebody and all that other jazz. Hey! The money has been good, I survived, I own a car and I lived alright.. not complaining. But I'm restless again..
So now.. at 33 I'm thinking. At a crossroad to do what's right in the eyes of society and what's right for me.
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
New Year, New Beginings and New Dreams
It's been a while since my last post and I started writting this on the first day of the new year but I got side tracked and today I'm determined to post this up. This week marked the begining of a lot of things for many and for the rest, it was a continuation of yesterday. With every new year, new hopes, new dreams, new ambitions and new beginings. To some it's cliche` but to many it is an opportunity. An opportunity to right what was wrong, an opportunity to start afresh, to forget the pains, the troubles of last year.
Many see it as a new begining. A reason to build ambition, to fullfill dreams and hopes. A mark, a right of passage.
To me, the new year is a time to improve on myself. To be a better person. To do things "out of the box" and out of my comfort zone. 2009 proved to me that I can do what I set out to do. Taking a leap into the unknown, making decisions that may have seemed to have done irrationally but turned out good. 2009 thought me that if I don't try, I will never succeed. I guess you can say, I've pushed myself to the edge, got out of my comfort zone. I did things that I only talked and dreamed of doing. Through that experience, 2009 has matured me, make me a little bit wiser and a little bit stronger in being who I am.
New friendship were forged with people from half way across the world. A new language is studied, a whole new culture is being taught and with that, I thank my stars of 2009 for giving me the edge. So in the midst of planning for the new start, worrying about tomorrow. Let us not forget to thank. Thank 2009 for the great memories (good or bad), the experiences (no matter how horrowing it may have been), decisions made (be it right or wrong) and most of all, the opportunity to live through the year and to look forward to what's ahead.
Happy New Year my friends. May this year bring you all that you lacked in the previous years, bring you extra joy, smiles and most of all happiness. And to the world, I wish you peace and solidarity amongst humans.
It starts as a blank page, no lines, no words, no notes.
Gradually the staff of life appears, and music around it floats.
The title flickers as a name is given and then takes hold,
A soft steady beat begins, new, yet ancient and old.
It will grow and build during the teen years then in midlife slow,
A melody soft, gently rising high then fading again to low.
Sometimes moving with a frenzy of motion, then only a steady drone,
Each phase of life moves along with a melody and rhythm all it's own.
The harmony of thousands of interests and voices intermixes with this song.
Here a cordial harmony, there a contrapuntal melody from the throng.
There are no repeats, no 2nd endings, the bars move steadily on,
Measuring life's passage, as do the sunset and the dawn.
The beat accelerates, the rhythm driven on before pausing for a bird's eye view,
Feel then the strength in tragedy or joy as it is frozen in review.
Off again with a fanfare of horns, the sounds of life are made,
Crescendoing until the final cymbal crash of the symphony is played.
And when the overture is complete and deaths silence reigns at last,
Will the audience stand and applaud for the song of life which past?
May the music of this life be remembered then with joyful tears,
And may the song be played back often through the passing of the years.
Many see it as a new begining. A reason to build ambition, to fullfill dreams and hopes. A mark, a right of passage.
To me, the new year is a time to improve on myself. To be a better person. To do things "out of the box" and out of my comfort zone. 2009 proved to me that I can do what I set out to do. Taking a leap into the unknown, making decisions that may have seemed to have done irrationally but turned out good. 2009 thought me that if I don't try, I will never succeed. I guess you can say, I've pushed myself to the edge, got out of my comfort zone. I did things that I only talked and dreamed of doing. Through that experience, 2009 has matured me, make me a little bit wiser and a little bit stronger in being who I am.
New friendship were forged with people from half way across the world. A new language is studied, a whole new culture is being taught and with that, I thank my stars of 2009 for giving me the edge. So in the midst of planning for the new start, worrying about tomorrow. Let us not forget to thank. Thank 2009 for the great memories (good or bad), the experiences (no matter how horrowing it may have been), decisions made (be it right or wrong) and most of all, the opportunity to live through the year and to look forward to what's ahead.
Happy New Year my friends. May this year bring you all that you lacked in the previous years, bring you extra joy, smiles and most of all happiness. And to the world, I wish you peace and solidarity amongst humans.
The Song Of Life
© By Anonymous It starts as a blank page, no lines, no words, no notes.
Gradually the staff of life appears, and music around it floats.
The title flickers as a name is given and then takes hold,
A soft steady beat begins, new, yet ancient and old.
It will grow and build during the teen years then in midlife slow,
A melody soft, gently rising high then fading again to low.
Sometimes moving with a frenzy of motion, then only a steady drone,
Each phase of life moves along with a melody and rhythm all it's own.
The harmony of thousands of interests and voices intermixes with this song.
Here a cordial harmony, there a contrapuntal melody from the throng.
There are no repeats, no 2nd endings, the bars move steadily on,
Measuring life's passage, as do the sunset and the dawn.
The beat accelerates, the rhythm driven on before pausing for a bird's eye view,
Feel then the strength in tragedy or joy as it is frozen in review.
Off again with a fanfare of horns, the sounds of life are made,
Crescendoing until the final cymbal crash of the symphony is played.
And when the overture is complete and deaths silence reigns at last,
Will the audience stand and applaud for the song of life which past?
May the music of this life be remembered then with joyful tears,
And may the song be played back often through the passing of the years.
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