Reading the Signs

I did read you quite accurately, except that I did not know your sign well enough to identify you as one immediately.

My first impression of you, you are
Intelligent, zealous and irrepressible.

When I got both annoyed and amused by you, you are
Brash, proud and dogmatic.

And when I got a bit closer, you are
Serious, fair and thoughtful.

But when I can't get to you, you are
Aloof, haughty and distant.

I am a Taurus, and I sense a frustration that I can never keep up with you. And so I asked for your sign, curious to gain an insight of your personality. And you said, you are an Aquarius - the inventor with a quick mind.

It is said that there is no accident in life, that everyone you meet and attract, and everything you are put through are all for a reason. Taurus resists change and Aquarius is the most progressive of all 12 Signs of the Zodiac. I find this intriguing and revolutionary. 

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Perhaps, Aquarius can show Taurus how to keep striving for betterment - and how to move away from something if it isn't working, an important lesson for Taurus to learn.

Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.
- Anais Nin

Crash and Burn

Play. Be courageous. Let light shine in. Laugh at yourself. You deserve every positive word and caring act in the world.

I know I am not supposed to dwell on negative thoughts,

But there are days - like today - when it feels that
The world has turned its back on me.

I tried to speak positively to myself,

Be with myself,
Pay attention to my own thoughts.

But there is no denial when I realise
What I wish for most is
The solace from
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Crash and Burn.

感触

Strength, from the Legacy of the Divine Tarot

你的眼神有一种孤傲和倔强, 让人想用温柔与腕约来驯服...

Courage, for the Leap of Faith

When I know what I am capable of doing,
I become afraid of what I can do.
I even start to avoid what I know I like.

For there is doubts on making things possible,
And fears that I will fail and fall flat on my nose.
Doubt is a pain too lonely to know that faith is his twin brother.

I gave excuses that time is not right.

The opportunity is not right.

I am not right.

But time and again,

They tell me, 

Change requires taking a Leap of Faith.

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So, jump?

“In every moment, the Universe is whispering to you. You’re constantly surrounded by signs, coincidences, and synchronicities, all aimed at propelling you in the direction of your destiny.”

– Denise Linn

Be the Change

“Be the change you wish to see in the world.”
- Gandhi 

One of my new year resolution for 2012 is "Be the Change you want to see in my own Life". That is to to create the life I want to live; to shape the world around me just by who I am, and how I am communicating. By the law of attraction, we DO have the power within ourselves to do so.

Along the path of a a budding yogi's practice journey, I came to "know" Paulo Coelho, a Brazilian lyricist and novelist. In a writeup of his writing career on Wikipedia, it was mentioned that "while trying to overcome his procrastination of launching his writing career, Coelho said, "If I see a white feather today, that is a sign that God is giving me that I have to write a new book." Coelho found a white feather in the window of a shop, and began writing that day.

I sniggered to myself upon reading this, and half-wished for God to give me the same sign. And as I walked home on the same evening, I saw a black, tattered feather lying in my path. I remembering holding my breath, before giving out a slow exhale. I looked up at the blue sky above me and mused, "God, this is a joke right?" But an answer came to me just as immediately, "You ask for a feather. THIS is a feather - though black and tattered, it IS still a feather." But I bargained, "No. If this is it, please give me a beautiful, white feather tomorrow to make it a CLEAR sign. If You can, let it snow white feathers (haha, I bet You won't)."

The next day, as I prepared to leave the house for an outdoor activity, I remember the silent exchange I had made with the Universe. And I quietened my mind to say, "God, if (this is the Life Purpose that You have wanted me to serve in this lifetime), please let me spot a beautiful, white feather on the ground today. While it will be surely be a dramatic effect to have white feathers snowing all over, I don't think it is really necessary now."

And guess what I saw at an organic vegetable farm I visited at Kluang today? Amidst the vast land of growing greens, the guide brought us to an area where they reared some fowls and rabbits. And as I roamed my eyes idly among the docile rabbits, there lie a single, beautiful white feather - almost peacefully - in the mid of the resting ground for the rabbits. "No, that feather looks too far away!" I proclaimed silently and turned to walk away in an attempt to deny the "offensive" feather - before spotting yet another white, tattered and tiny feather at my feet.

White, tattered and tiny. But still a feather. And I decided not to fight this anymore.     
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I was in Bali earlier in Feb this year, and I went to Ketut Liyer (the shot-to-fame medicine man from Eat, Pray, Love) for a palm and body reading. I laughed off most of what he said to me and had thought this was "just what I had read about him from the Internet". Until he said, this line (drawing a long, straight line down my right arm) says you are a writer, very good with computers, and publishing. You will be very, very successful.

"If you're finding white feathers, an angel is watching over you, to let us know they heard our prayers or to let us know that we're on the right path."

A Declaration to the Universe

Being inked was about giving myself permission to believe.

I hold a belief that tattoos can lead to dreams coming true.

Well, the tattoos themselves are not magic; rather it’s the vibration behind getting the tattoo that makes the difference.

It is a bold statement to demonstrate your commitment and belief, a strong declaration of our upcoming manifestations to the Universe.
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Wear your heart on your skin in this life.

Writing and Healing

"Better to write for yourself and have no public, than to write for the public and have no self."
- Cyril Connolly

The written word has the power to heal.
It allows me to channel my emotions honestly.
It clears my doubts and put my thoughts into perspective.
It re-connects me to myself, through the assertive self-expression.

In an introspective mode lately, the frustration and moodiness that I had been brewing within me frizzed away like fast-escaping steam when the words "Writing and Healing" formed in my mind during a morning meditation. The comfort and relief from knowing they are now synonymous with one other is like finding the missing puzzle piece that I have been fumbling for all this while.
 

The egoistic me once said that I would never tell anyone I have a blog unless I have a huge pool of "blog fans". But now I know I am writing for myself and there is no need to worry about anything else. Rumi had said, “The wound is the place where the light enters you.” And so it is only right when I can affirm this:

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Writing is the Light that guides me home.