When the words fail...
Music speaks
and sends a message of harmony within
with its soothing or uplifiting melodies.
When words fail...
A hand declares your frustrations, anger or despair
And reaches out for comfort, assurance and hope.
When words fail...
A face voices the myriad of emotions
Of your fears, hurt or joy.
The eyes mirror quiet thoughts
through the tears that fall.
When words fail...
A head is bowed in soundless prayer
What matters, is that you are 'just there'
Saying nothing... yet doing so much.
What words fail...
Pictures of the mind can
Dance with the pen to utter it all.
When words fail...
You don't.
Silence…is power.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
I Salute You,My Esteemed Friend
Over the past months, I have suspended my writing for some many reasons. Instead, I spent my time trawling other blogs; in particular, one which belonged to a very special individual. She is relatively new to the blogging world, and yet, she has managed to fill it up with so many beautiful and interesting things. And I just love the way she puts things into perspective.
Her style is definitely different. Yet most of the time, the topics we touch on are quite similar. We share a common passion...a love for the kids. But she works wonders with them.
She gives her all...and I am nowhere a fraction near her level of compassion and kindness.
Dear friend,
I know why you do the things you do...and what drives you.
And as for your latest decision, I respect you for being brave to take that extra difficult step. You have a lot more courage than I do...for I have been trying to do the same things for two years now but did nothing.
I'll be watching and praying for you.
That you remain strong and resolute.
Thank you.
Her style is definitely different. Yet most of the time, the topics we touch on are quite similar. We share a common passion...a love for the kids. But she works wonders with them.
She gives her all...and I am nowhere a fraction near her level of compassion and kindness.
Dear friend,
I know why you do the things you do...and what drives you.
And as for your latest decision, I respect you for being brave to take that extra difficult step. You have a lot more courage than I do...for I have been trying to do the same things for two years now but did nothing.
I'll be watching and praying for you.
That you remain strong and resolute.
Thank you.
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Things happen for a reason
No excuses.
I am going to start to write again. Though now, it is hard to express all the many thoughts and feelings that are stuck in my brain.
I close my eyes, and sometimes, I see colours. Globs of light interplaying with my random thoughts. Or when I come close to some people, sparks of light flash across. Then there are those, whose light are so faint, or too dark for me to fathom. Don't ask me why...I just know they are there.
I start with those whose colours are bright lately.
KC - who fears and uncertainties are there. But the joy...such great joy at being at such an esteemed place will help conquer. Remember, you are there, because you earned that right.
Blue butterfly: - You project a rainbow
No one has much colour as you, or intense pure light. You know your purpose..you remained through to yourself and HIM. I can only learn; so much from your sincerity and faith. I am humbled my friend, and so ashamed of how little I do, compared to you. Yet you flit...you never stay long enough for people to clip those wings.
Sky - in thunder, lightning and in rain...I feel you the strongest.
Be it even in sunshine. You have learnt to pick up mine too. It's pretty confusing sometimes when sun rays meet thunderbolts...and I prefer to think of it as yin and yang.
Blaque: Time has certainly mellowed my spirited one. You have remained green for a long time now, and that is so comforting.
Yan: My nemesis...now, my friend. Ya..ya..you're right. Some FB status are meant for you. You know how to decipher them.
Spiderman: Tingling senses again? hahaha...your 'gifts', use them wisely my child. For they should serve as warnings to you too, instead of just for others.
Gusti:...my friend. Our conversation about why things happen for a reason (be it known or unknown) helped me to piece so many puzzling pieces together. I still do not understand, I still am very much afraid. But I will learn...haha...20 years to solve a riddle? Do I have that long?
Finally
AB: who lately unwittingly put me through a series of roller-coaster rides.Maybe that is why you do not feel anything...cos someone else does the feeling for you(?!) But colours...if you can find my old entry last year...find the one that says..."the colours I see around you has faded"...this time round...it's blue...
Anyway...you are the special child...and confusion is part of the mystery that I have come to accept.
I hope it is not too random for you to understand.
Maybe it is just me.
But hey, writing again. And that is a relief.
I am going to start to write again. Though now, it is hard to express all the many thoughts and feelings that are stuck in my brain.
I close my eyes, and sometimes, I see colours. Globs of light interplaying with my random thoughts. Or when I come close to some people, sparks of light flash across. Then there are those, whose light are so faint, or too dark for me to fathom. Don't ask me why...I just know they are there.
I start with those whose colours are bright lately.
KC - who fears and uncertainties are there. But the joy...such great joy at being at such an esteemed place will help conquer. Remember, you are there, because you earned that right.
Blue butterfly: - You project a rainbow
No one has much colour as you, or intense pure light. You know your purpose..you remained through to yourself and HIM. I can only learn; so much from your sincerity and faith. I am humbled my friend, and so ashamed of how little I do, compared to you. Yet you flit...you never stay long enough for people to clip those wings.
Sky - in thunder, lightning and in rain...I feel you the strongest.
Be it even in sunshine. You have learnt to pick up mine too. It's pretty confusing sometimes when sun rays meet thunderbolts...and I prefer to think of it as yin and yang.
Blaque: Time has certainly mellowed my spirited one. You have remained green for a long time now, and that is so comforting.
Yan: My nemesis...now, my friend. Ya..ya..you're right. Some FB status are meant for you. You know how to decipher them.
Spiderman: Tingling senses again? hahaha...your 'gifts', use them wisely my child. For they should serve as warnings to you too, instead of just for others.
Gusti:...my friend. Our conversation about why things happen for a reason (be it known or unknown) helped me to piece so many puzzling pieces together. I still do not understand, I still am very much afraid. But I will learn...haha...20 years to solve a riddle? Do I have that long?
Finally
AB: who lately unwittingly put me through a series of roller-coaster rides.Maybe that is why you do not feel anything...cos someone else does the feeling for you(?!) But colours...if you can find my old entry last year...find the one that says..."the colours I see around you has faded"...this time round...it's blue...
Anyway...you are the special child...and confusion is part of the mystery that I have come to accept.
I hope it is not too random for you to understand.
Maybe it is just me.
But hey, writing again. And that is a relief.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Head Held High :What You Got Here, Won't Get You There...
For the past few days, I never seem to be able to complete the things that I set out to do. Updating this blog is one good example. The easiest excuse is that there are just too many things to do. But hey, it is a matter of choice.
Today, despite the loads of exam papers that have come in, I decided to put aside some time to write. I am going to reflect on some things that I have read in the book with the above title.
We all know what the phrase alludes to.
If I were to ask myself this, "Where are am I now?", or "Have I arrived?" I wonder if I will be able to answer that immediately. How come there is the hesitation?
I do wish that sometimes I have a built-in GPS system...one that will navigate me directly towards the end point. So far, I have relied on my own internal compass, and thank god, I have managed to find my way through.
Maybe the more pertinent question should be, "Hey...where do I want to go next? How do I get THERE...and how will I know when I am THERE?
Quite often, the root cause of uncertainties come when we are not sure what "THERE" looks like. If we cannot visualise the destination, we will find ourselves constantly getting lost.
The next stage of "THERE" is slowly becoming clear. I have thought things through, and find that I want to be doing that job five years down the road. But before I uproot myself for that journey, I need to make sure that I am prepared for it.
Today, despite the loads of exam papers that have come in, I decided to put aside some time to write. I am going to reflect on some things that I have read in the book with the above title.
We all know what the phrase alludes to.
If I were to ask myself this, "Where are am I now?", or "Have I arrived?" I wonder if I will be able to answer that immediately. How come there is the hesitation?
I do wish that sometimes I have a built-in GPS system...one that will navigate me directly towards the end point. So far, I have relied on my own internal compass, and thank god, I have managed to find my way through.
Maybe the more pertinent question should be, "Hey...where do I want to go next? How do I get THERE...and how will I know when I am THERE?
Quite often, the root cause of uncertainties come when we are not sure what "THERE" looks like. If we cannot visualise the destination, we will find ourselves constantly getting lost.
The next stage of "THERE" is slowly becoming clear. I have thought things through, and find that I want to be doing that job five years down the road. But before I uproot myself for that journey, I need to make sure that I am prepared for it.
Monday, September 21, 2009
Time & Purpose for Everything (based on the lyrics of Turn,Turn,Turn)
To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
A time to build up,a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together
A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing
A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time to love, a time to hate
A time for peace, I swear its not too late
We sometimes keep on complaining that there is "never enough time' to do the things we want to do. Or, we lament our luck when we are 'at the wrong place and the wrong time'. But how many of us really set aside our time to do the things that must be done, as well as for the things we want to do.
Time and tide wait for no man.
As as the hands of time pass by, and the sand slip down the hourglass, I suppose I must consciously change some of my bad habits. I will need to get down to doing my 'must do' very quickly, so that I can choose to indulge in my likes without feeling guilty.
With this Syawal, it is a time to seek forgiveness and start anew.
It is time to let go of the past, and look forward to the future, while fully living in the present.
It is a time to count my blessings.
It is a time to connect and re-connect with family and friends.
It's also the time to forgive and let go.
Selamat Hari Raya to one and all.
Maaf Zahir & Batin.
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time for every purpose, under heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
A time to build up,a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together
A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing
A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time to love, a time to hate
A time for peace, I swear its not too late
We sometimes keep on complaining that there is "never enough time' to do the things we want to do. Or, we lament our luck when we are 'at the wrong place and the wrong time'. But how many of us really set aside our time to do the things that must be done, as well as for the things we want to do.
Time and tide wait for no man.
As as the hands of time pass by, and the sand slip down the hourglass, I suppose I must consciously change some of my bad habits. I will need to get down to doing my 'must do' very quickly, so that I can choose to indulge in my likes without feeling guilty.
With this Syawal, it is a time to seek forgiveness and start anew.
It is time to let go of the past, and look forward to the future, while fully living in the present.
It is a time to count my blessings.
It is a time to connect and re-connect with family and friends.
It's also the time to forgive and let go.
Selamat Hari Raya to one and all.
Maaf Zahir & Batin.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Why work against us?
The moment we decided to enforce tighter controls, we were bombarded with incessant calls by irate parents who demand answers why we are 'barbaric' and 'callous'. The issue? Hair.
Granted, a lot of the young ones today question the rationale of them not being able to adopt the lengths and styles they wish.
"What does hair length have got to do with studying?" is the rousing cry of protest.
I will throw this back to you to ponder.
"What does hair length have not got to with with studying?"
It goes back to not being able to see the bigger purpose; the bigger picture. Do you realise you cannot separate the trees from the forest.
What is the whole purpose of education?
Why do you come to school?
As educators, we have to uphold our responsibilities, duties and obligations.
If you think that we merely punish, and are very unreasonable, think again.
If you really cannot agree with us, and continue to undermine us, ... it seems that we are deemed as unsuitable to be the ones to educate your child.
Then please...raise your child.
For sad will be the day should I decide to simply deliver knowledge mechanically in class...and not be a 'teacher'.
Granted, a lot of the young ones today question the rationale of them not being able to adopt the lengths and styles they wish.
"What does hair length have got to do with studying?" is the rousing cry of protest.
I will throw this back to you to ponder.
"What does hair length have not got to with with studying?"
It goes back to not being able to see the bigger purpose; the bigger picture. Do you realise you cannot separate the trees from the forest.
What is the whole purpose of education?
Why do you come to school?
As educators, we have to uphold our responsibilities, duties and obligations.
If you think that we merely punish, and are very unreasonable, think again.
If you really cannot agree with us, and continue to undermine us, ... it seems that we are deemed as unsuitable to be the ones to educate your child.
Then please...raise your child.
For sad will be the day should I decide to simply deliver knowledge mechanically in class...and not be a 'teacher'.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Procrastinator
Dear One-who-leaves-things-to-the-last-minute,
We all seem to pay dearly for the choices we make right?
In your case, your inefficiency boils down to one thing. You lack self-belief.
You seem to think that you thrive on that last minute adrenaline rush. In reality, if panic is the motivating force, then the kind of work you do, is not likely to be your best. Be grateful that your brains are able to function...but don't you think that you are short-changing your own self?
It is so easy to come up with all kinds of excuses.
Why don't you just get your priorities straight? Do you really enjoy living on the edge? Don't you think that your life may just be more fulfilling if you are able to put things in focus...and meet your deadlines one at a time?
Sometimes, I wonder about you.
Is this the way to go?
Just me
Alter Ego
We all seem to pay dearly for the choices we make right?
In your case, your inefficiency boils down to one thing. You lack self-belief.
You seem to think that you thrive on that last minute adrenaline rush. In reality, if panic is the motivating force, then the kind of work you do, is not likely to be your best. Be grateful that your brains are able to function...but don't you think that you are short-changing your own self?
It is so easy to come up with all kinds of excuses.
Why don't you just get your priorities straight? Do you really enjoy living on the edge? Don't you think that your life may just be more fulfilling if you are able to put things in focus...and meet your deadlines one at a time?
Sometimes, I wonder about you.
Is this the way to go?
Just me
Alter Ego
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