Whenever something or some place gets my attention, I know I will be busy snapping pictures. It was a rainy day and Rika brought us to this nice cafe that served tasty healthy food. Well, you know how sometimes people often comment that healthy food is usually bland but I thought it was not so in this cafe. Everything looked so pretty and lovely in that cafe that I thought I had thoroughly enjoyed the meal. Ha, was it the food or was it how the food was presented? Simple steamed food but I believe much effort was put in to prepare and present the food. The thought of it simply warmed my heart...you know, I thought I could simply just spend my whole afternoon in that cafe and feeling lovely on a rainy day...
Life is like a story and we are the writers of these stories in life. At the end of one's life, what kind of story would we have written? What would the content be like? Let me begin writing my own story, sharing bits and pieces of my life...
Wednesday, November 27, 2013
A sanctuary
Silence is very much taken for granted at times and it could even be much hated by some. I feel that I have learnt to love silence in the recent months, or at least treasure it. Too much noise and conversations could irritate me much at times especially when I am dying for some peace, quiet and personal space. During our stay in Osaka, we spent a night at a temple, away from the busyness of city life. I can still remember the feel of silence in the room that we stayed in. Simply felt like closing my eyes and enter into the world of peacefulness. Liked the fact that every step that I took within that sanctuary was slow and reflective. It's true...in order for one to listen, one needs to be silent.
Tuesday, November 26, 2013
Breakfast in Osaka
Ha, I reckon I should blog about my trip to Osaka in June before my trip to Tokyo in December. Don't ask me why I am going to Japan again in December because I don't think I may be able to provide an answer for that question. Okie dokie, stay focused and back to Osaka :P Well, a nice breakfast is important at the beginning of the day. And a nice homemade breakfast is certainly an extra bonus in our lives...simple but warms the heart and feeds the soul. I hate to gobble down my food especially when it's prepared with much love and care...Every bit and bite matters. Thank you, Rika and Mark, for preparing breakfast!
A letter to Time
Dear Time,
I have been wanting to write to you for the longest
time. Well, so much in my mind but not quite sure how I should begin. I just
wish to write to you to let you know how much I really empathise with you. You
know, it seems that we, human beings, never seem to get enough of you. “No
time” or “Not enough time” are phrases that I think I have heard quite often
throughout my adult life thus far. And I think I am guilty of saying those at
times too. Very often, you are being blamed or should I say you have become the
scapegoat due to our inability to prioritise, make choices and manage our
lives. There is really nothing that you can do except to just silently accept
every comment that goes to you. It must have not been easy for you especially
when 24 hours is all you can manage in a day.
Today, I thought I should write to you to also thank
you for being there for us. You don't say much but I feel that you have been a
constant reminder to us, ticking away, as we walk through this life journey of
ours. I appreciate those times, seconds or minutes, that I am able to breathe
and walk through this life journey safely and being blessed with beautiful
moments, seconds and minutes, that are always filled with simple joys and
happiness. I told myself that I cannot manage all the roles that I have in my life
well all at one time, I know I really cannot, but I will learn and try to be make
choices about life. As I am writing this, I would also like you to know how
thankful I am for every second that you have given me and I will aim to treasure
every second that’s mine. Know that you are much appreciated...
Love Always…
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