Trip to Perth

This is one good laid back trip which I never wanted to come back....

All geared up for the cold weather!Park.




Lighthouse.


Freemantle Market


Rain drops on train
Rainbow!

Morning mist... before the ultrafine weather...
The bluuuee sky. So blue!!!


Blu blue blue!!!!!
Chocolate!

Okay Part 2 next time.

Will update soon!

Of all the things, being able to love and forgive is the most powerful and liberating.

I concede that love for people surpasses bitterness and unforgiveness so much more. It was because God first so loved me that I was able to love others. And I will never forget that. All my bitterness melted away, because God had first loved me.

"Cause I know, I'm no longer bound
Its in You, that I have found
Peace of mind, freedom from my sin
And the power to love and forgive"

All Slips Away Like Sand....

I feel totally naked in my solitude.... this feeling... seems so cold. All the things that goes on around me... the chitter-chattering, the buzz, the laughters, the gatherings-
becomes something around me but not with me

I belong to another world.


The memories I had- great ones- of laughter, of warmth, of friendship I held on so dearly to- all slipped away like sand through my fingers.

The dearest memories I had years ago, now seems like a flop. All of a sudden I felt so alone. Feeling like the world judges me.

The world goes on around me, but not with me. I feel like ash, dispersing with the wind... breaking into little particles no one can see.

I had chosen solitude, but it backfired. What can tiny particles of ash do? They scream and shout with their might in distress... but they are soo tiny no one notices. No one sees.

I chose solitude and it backfired on me.

Family outing at the Singapore Flyer with the NDP Rehearsal!!!

Family outing at the Singapore Flyer with the NDP Rehearsal!!!

Hola~! My extended family had an outing at the Singapore Flyer (cheap/ free tickets) on sat evening and it coincidentally was the NDP rehearsal. Bonus sights!!!!

Why I cook....


Cooking is my favorite hobby, as all of you guys know and eagerly await my gastronomic creations...

But ever wonder why and what makes me the ever curious and enthusiastic chef that I am?

I would say 5% is to win a man by his stomach. Rich man who can give me a huge kitchen. Haa

But the remaining 95%, I would say, is achieved when I transform cooking into an art.

A piece of art, is when you have put in effort, creativity and your spirit into creating something.

Art, at its best, is when you are able to go beyond, transcend your current state of feelings, pains, difficulties, happiness, joy etc, and channel all these energies to create something out of it.

In the process of cooking, I transform all my incompetencies, all my regrets, all my insecurites into positive things, through the process of the intricate creation of the food that I make. A process of cultivation and detachment, a symbolisation of the riddance and placing aside of my self.

Sometimes I cook to forget myself, my time and my environment. Its just me and my food, its just me channeling my whole being into ensuring that the taste and the quality of the food I create is perfect.

Thats why they say cooking is therapeutic.

Hi all... Have not been posting for sooo long. My blog is as good as dead.

Well, since my di di Caleb was astonished at the photo of my 3 years back, thought I would share the horrors with all of you guys so that u cannot sleep.

So this is me 3 years ago:

Well... at least this is the more recent picture of myself....

Frustrated....

When will I ever not fear? When will I ever breakthrough my old window of perspectives?

Please deconstruct my world... show me a new world view, one that is refreshing and full.

Baaah

Lord of All

A re-iteration of the nature of God in the heart of nature....

Lord of all lords

Lord of All

Lord of comfort, in a warm cave admist a blizzard

Lord of beauty, in the invention of spring

Lord of love, in Your love for man

Lord of sweetness, in Your craft of flowers and squirrels

Lord of magnificence, in the formation of grand towering mountains

Lord of fear, in the storms and thunder that claps

Lord of discipline, through years of weathering that formed the desert rose,

Lord of wrath, in the volcanoes that explode

Lord of All, for in Your Spirit heaven and earth is created,

Lord of Judgement, for You are Lord, and the only worthy One to judge.

The Irony of a Populated Shopping Market

Hi guys!

I'm back! Sorry the Thailand pictures have to wait, I am fighting with time every day nowadays.

The past few weeks have been cool. There are a million things forming up in the nebula of my mind.

Thought I would share some pennies of my thoughts.


Re-defining myself

I have, reached a premature mid-life crisis. At the new phase of my life, I have been trying to make sense of my identity- as a female. (woman sounds still too virtuous for my age)
And increasingly inspired by others, a woman of substance.

I contemplated a reason for our creation. I wrote a poem.

Woman of God

Gentle and faithful
Tender and loving
Out of Adam's ribs we were formed
What is it, the nature of women
That though we are creatures meek and docile,
but yet even the greatest nations on earth
can come tumbling at our feet. (think of Troy)

When God formed the world,
He formed the valiant and the strong,
Like the mountains and the oceans.
But deep in His heart,
Was a place for love, tenderness, and beauty
That which He created in the image of Himself,
The woman.

The nuture of a mother
The kiss of a wife,
The smile of a lady
Can make the great things of the world
Seem so small,
Like nothing at all

Yes, women
God's precious sweet flowers
How treasured are we.
Behold how we were made to be loved!

Such faithful beings,
in the Lord's creation.

The wonders of women.

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The reason for penning down such thoughts was the result of my reflection in relationships that I pondered, relationships of my friends, the nature of role-playing.

This is the age where we all mature and ripen like fruits. We become of age to take on the next phase of life. I pondered on my existence. Many women do not find themselves beautiful or worthy. If they are single, they might think they are not beautiful enough, or too uncouth to attract a man's heart. If they are attached, they thrive on the affirmation that their spouse gives. If they break up, they feel unloved and unworthy. Well, at least for myself, I do feel it this way sometimes.

But beauty comes not from men's praises. It stems forth from knowing that we are complete in Christ, when we walk in the right way and we do things that uphold our integrity. Because then at the end of the day, I can proudly say, I have lived meaningfully. Beauty, is in the warmth of a smile, in the twinkling of happy eyes. Most of all, beauty is natural. Satisfaction and gladness is best when stemmed from within.

Why do I dress up for? Who do I dress up for? What impression I give from my appearance? These questions I constantly ask myself. Alas, we have to know that women are shrewd creatures too, who tempted Adam, and many other kings.
Woman, though you are defeated and humilated, walk in humility. Dress not to spite or to offend.
Dress pleasingly. =)

Hope this blesses your day.

The knot from within....


There is a knot within me;

I can't seem to describe it.

I try to cry but I can't cry,

I try to be cheery but am burdened;

I don't know what is this.

There is a new strength growing from within,
hardened and weathered

But yet the past seems too tightly wound around my heart,
for the new to grow.

Is this what they mean by

"And no one pours new wine into old wineskins. If he does, the new wine will burst the skins, the wine will run out and the wineskins will be ruined. No, new wine must be poured into new wineskins." Luke 5:37-38