Nepal had a severe earthquake now that everyone in access to the news would know. Been there quite a number of years ago. It is a beautiful place. With the whole country in chaos, what could I do for them? What am I able to do for you? Money? Aid?
How? In my daily life? How?
I saw the Nepalese guards downstairs and I wondered, how? I am so sorry for what had happened in your hometown, is there anything I could do to at least share the burden of the pain?
It is raining, and I realized, I couldn't help crying.
Is there anything I could do
Sunday, April 26, 2015
Friday, April 24, 2015
exploration of life to the limit of my mind, and then beyond
A gentle disclaimer : When I say limit, I mean limit that would content me at heart, not any externally set limit that is up to the general scrutinized expectations.
Left home more than a year ago at the end of 2013. It is now 2015. This Saturday morning, I sit by the lake, the middle heart of my project site that plants trees, and reminisce about the year that had passed by.
I could safely say in a way that I had done myself proud. There are no unexplored part of "what if" now. I had done everything I could to know for the certainty of that. I know myself much better than how I used to when I stepped out of y father's home door that Nov 2013, not so long after my 31st birthday.
I went on a very long long holiday. I never knew that I am a workaholic, one that must have a reason a guide a factor to fight for to live on, until the day I went on a long holiday with nothing else to do except to rest and to amuse myself within my means. Being an easily contented person, I actually do not need much. I would rather stay at home all day, and enjoy my own full time. Give me a nook and cranny, I would keep it clean, and then cook my meals, then watch my cartoons and read my books. And SLEEP. Boy did i sleep whenever I could. My body went into full swing rest mode, needing all the rest it had been previously deprived.
I would only be kidding myself to say that I am an ambitious person. LOL.
Definitely not. Naturally lazy and slow paced, but crazily rushy and uptight when given a task, I swing from one end to another like a pendulum. I would go all the way till the end of what I could muster, and then take a very deep good rest. In which to say, such pattern is not suitable when a work task demands ongoing consistency of effort. I do sprints ok, but just not a good one in marathon. I run out of breath very soon. Too soon. The fact that I am a perfectionist when trying to get certain things done does not help this case. Or maybe, the whole thing combine to make me me, and I am honestly contented with who I am, at ease at it, and enjoy being me, especially the part of my habit that would take me directly out of my comfort zone to see how far I could go, until the point i would declare no more.
It is at the point when I start out from the limit of my mind could imagine, that I begun to discover thing,that my mind, or rather, mind itself is one of the biggest deceiver I have ever had. The joke would be, I thought I own my mind. Wonder who is the bigger fool, the one that thought is the owner of the mind, or the mind thinking it is the owner.
Left home more than a year ago at the end of 2013. It is now 2015. This Saturday morning, I sit by the lake, the middle heart of my project site that plants trees, and reminisce about the year that had passed by.
I could safely say in a way that I had done myself proud. There are no unexplored part of "what if" now. I had done everything I could to know for the certainty of that. I know myself much better than how I used to when I stepped out of y father's home door that Nov 2013, not so long after my 31st birthday.
I went on a very long long holiday. I never knew that I am a workaholic, one that must have a reason a guide a factor to fight for to live on, until the day I went on a long holiday with nothing else to do except to rest and to amuse myself within my means. Being an easily contented person, I actually do not need much. I would rather stay at home all day, and enjoy my own full time. Give me a nook and cranny, I would keep it clean, and then cook my meals, then watch my cartoons and read my books. And SLEEP. Boy did i sleep whenever I could. My body went into full swing rest mode, needing all the rest it had been previously deprived.
I would only be kidding myself to say that I am an ambitious person. LOL.
Definitely not. Naturally lazy and slow paced, but crazily rushy and uptight when given a task, I swing from one end to another like a pendulum. I would go all the way till the end of what I could muster, and then take a very deep good rest. In which to say, such pattern is not suitable when a work task demands ongoing consistency of effort. I do sprints ok, but just not a good one in marathon. I run out of breath very soon. Too soon. The fact that I am a perfectionist when trying to get certain things done does not help this case. Or maybe, the whole thing combine to make me me, and I am honestly contented with who I am, at ease at it, and enjoy being me, especially the part of my habit that would take me directly out of my comfort zone to see how far I could go, until the point i would declare no more.
It is at the point when I start out from the limit of my mind could imagine, that I begun to discover thing,that my mind, or rather, mind itself is one of the biggest deceiver I have ever had. The joke would be, I thought I own my mind. Wonder who is the bigger fool, the one that thought is the owner of the mind, or the mind thinking it is the owner.
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