Saturday, October 30, 2010


Can a bird experience vertigo? All that swooping should cause some serious swooning right? Or so my two-legged groundedness wanders.

The door to promotion opens when you're perfectly unaware that you've done perfectly fine. While ambition, from young, is uncovered in serendipitous moments. Try seeing the world differently with childish wide-eyed wonder...

What are you doing for your soul today? The human soul is made for living. For longing and fulfilment which the lack thereof would surely lead to...death. That is, the absence of life, devoid of living. In trying so hard to live maximised lives, are we leaving void the core of our being?

If we don't conform, are we isolating and distancing the self? Are we subconsciously walling the self in and others without?


Solipsism: The belief that all reality is just one's own imagining of reality, and that one's self is the only thing that exists.

Friday, October 29, 2010

In you

In a world where everything is transient, what gives you anchor?

In circles where others are living hand to mouth, how does that affect how you spend?

In life where things get thrown at you, do you take it as it comes or do you stay true to your course?

In asking, are you waiting for answers or are the answers waiting for you?

Monday, October 25, 2010


Take-away's and rake-a-way's:

What's the outcome that really matters at the end?

Ephemeral as each moment seems, it is intentionality that surfaces clarity.

Ideas are plenty, talk is cheap but it is focused, organised efforts that shape outputs.

One man's banality, another man's object of beauty. One man's necessity, another's wisp of being.

So who died and made you arbiter?

Design is the signature of intelligence; function is the expression of vision.

Be intentional. Be faithful to your sense and DNA.

Saturday, October 23, 2010

20 minutes of light

German-born Katrin Koenning, a Melbourne-based photographer creates her mise-en-scène in the series "Thirteen: Twenty Lacuna". Attracted to the sunlight as it appears for just 20 minutes on a street in downtown Melbourne Katrin observes the passers-by as they appear out of the shadows. Listening to their ipods or rushing to a meeting, each protagonist enters the spotlight on the stage unaware of their role in Koenning's drama of light and dark.

Read about 20 minutes of light here at BBC.

View her work here.

Snippet of an interview with Koenning:

Where do you get your inspiration from?

From anything and everything - sights, smells, moments, sentences (or even single words), my partner, silence, rainy days, the ocean, light...and certainly from music.

How you would you like to be remembered?

As someone with a burning passion.

Just The Way You Are

Smiling the world away

You send an sms asking How's everything. No reply ensues till now.

You receive an sms asking How've you been. No reply ensuing, for now.

Smile and the world smiles with you. So what's beneath that smile of yours?

Legitimate, lascivious, longing, languishing, lampooning... Languorously long night it's been.

Living to be someone. Living to be someone else. That's two different things, ain't it?

Friday, October 22, 2010

Through the hazy looking glass

What does it mean to lead? Can a man live without dreaming? How can we make a difference? When is the right time anyway?

Passion, conviction and the ability to dream. Ingredients of a life well-lived?

Who is qualified enough? What talents are requisite? Is faithfulness enough? Are we the result and product of all our wants and desires?

Predictability amidst uncertainty. Grey and hazy, set against dark and cold.

What do you want? What would you give up? What would keep you going? What would make you smile?

Smile *eeeeee*

Just smile. Think good, positive and beautiful.

Proactively engage. Purposefully build. Ponderously presume.

Precious, peculiar and powerful. You know what it is?


Saturday, October 16, 2010

What is grace?

"Cheap grace is the enemy of the church. It means forgiveness of sins proclaimed as a general truth... an intellectual assent to that idea is held to be itself sufficient to secure remission of sins. Cheap grace is the preaching of forgiveness without requiring repentance... grace without discipleship, grace without a cross... Costly grace is the gospel (of the church)... It is costly because it costs a man his life, and grace because it gives a man the only true life. It is costly because it condemns sin and grace because it justifies the sinner. Above all, it is costly because it cost God the life of his son... it is grace because God did not reckon his Son too dear a price to pay for our life. Costly grace is the Incarnation of God... When Christ calls a man, He bids him come and die. That is why the rich young man was so loath to follow Jesus, for the cost of his following was the death of his will. In fact, every command of Jesus is a call to die, with all our affections and lusts." ~ Dietrich Bonhoeffer (from Logan's worship blog)

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Ode to nowhere

Have you wanted to let loose, let go and let fly?

When was the last time you went free-spirited, pursuing your heart's desire, unbound by rules, regulations, practicalities and what nots?

Life didn't start in a box and its not gonna end in a box.

Splashes of color, gripful of nylon strings and flashes of light, dare to try and dare to get callused while finding your style.

Quit griping, quit mincing...Get going already!

You're chosen to succeed, dare you believe it.

Monday, October 11, 2010

Stroll among the giants

Thoughts as I walk through botanic gardens in mid-morning:

I saw a tree whose limb growing long sideways needed 2 posts to prop it up. So nice of its tenders not to amputate. After all, trees naturally grow sideways and not upwards. Gives it more character and figure.

Can a tree grow too big for its own good? How big can a tree grow anyway? As tall as its roots are deep, one would say. Some of these seem like a good 7 storeys high! Some buttress roots alone are big enough to fill a small room! Though we can't see them but surely those roots dig deep down.

One big tree on the green (gee, they are all on the green aren't they) had some branches culled. If this wasn't so, I wonder if the tree might collapse. On the whole, it was big and magnificent, the centre of attention. Another had knobbly roots that crawled towards the pavement. Another's crown was nearer the top like a giant cabbage.

Where do trees find nourishment from? For sure, they don't worry about the weather or nutrients in the soil or whether their branch looks lopsided. They just leaf, flower, bear fruits, shade and give restless butts temporary relief--and simply keep growing. It takes years and decades and centuries but God willing, that tree, this tree, these trees will no doubt spring up into majestic works of nature.

Surely no one sees all this happening. Not even the cicadas whose steady chorus never seems to end.

Who knows what trees we'll see in heaven?

Sunday, October 10, 2010


Fresh new morning cool.
Rhythmic seasoned hawkering.
Smells that warm and linger.
The old hold fort, the young where to?
To home I go, back to
solace, peace and kin.

Saturday, October 09, 2010

Pressing In

When do we press in?

God's pressed into your life, isn't He? In fact, He's IN your life.

Or is He?

Who takes the initiative?

Like a lovers' dance, an intimate embrace, an attempt to soar, a kite that wants to fly, there is first a stepping out, a catching of the breeze, a desire.

There is no music without depressing of keys. There is no melody sung without intake of breath.

So what's the purpose, the task and the work set out?

Waste not, wait not and want not.

Be mature and not a babe from today.

Wednesday, October 06, 2010

What makes you happy?

Have your best year yet, Enjoy your day, Keep rocking, Lotsa breakthroughs... Birthday wishes were sure gushing in many-ly on Facebook (gone are the days of birthday cards...)

Been a fulfilling day of not so much good food but simply great company. Was at work today instead of taking the day off. Lunched with colleagues and we laughed plenty over jokes and jabs. Dined with friends and we laughed over lame jokes and jabs. Am glad for friends (must remember to remember my friends).

Got home to family who prayed for me and walloped the cakes in minutes! We're a simple family with simple ways and simple faith (most of us, at least).

Found out yesterday that a colleague who's young, single and spunky finally returned from a 2-month break which she spent backpacking through South America. Beyond the guts, it's certainly a real luxury (not cheap!) but what's more, how can anyone drop and go? How can I bear that others are bearing the burden for me? Or am I wrong to think this way?

A leader has to take criticism, said someone to me recently. Who's a leader? What makes a leader? Does it matter whether he's labelled a leader? What does it mean to lead? For sure, it's not only about vision and directing skills, but also having the capacity for a heart that cares...that focuses on the persons of the people. What is it that makes people run for a leader, love him, rally after him, defend him, give their best for him?

Oh btw, happy birthday to self.

Monday, October 04, 2010


New colleague came on board team today. Kept me busy with introducing him to rest of department staff and then a long briefing on work portfolio--only part one done, part deux continues tomorrow. Note to self: Gotta aim to be organised and clear on intent and take-aways.

Thought of the day:
You get what you say. You say what you want. You want what you pray. You pray what you believe. You believe what you say.

So...what do I want?

Sunday, October 03, 2010

Where do we go from here?

Closing paragraph from "The Reason For God" by Timothy Keller:

"During a dark time in her life, a woman in my congregation complained that she prayed over and over, 'God, help me find you,' but had got nowhere. A Christian friend suggested to her that she might change her prayer to, 'God, come and find me. After all, you are the Good Shepherd who goes looking for the lost sheep.' She concluded when she was recounting this to me, 'The only reason I can tell you this story is--he did.'"

One's faith--one that saves--is born not of the good deeds or gracious behaviour or respectable position all earned and developed through self and labour. But really and simply a trust and giving of self to the Divine that is built upon a deep realisation of how weak and...human we are.

It's not what you can do or have done, but what He's done, why He did it, and will still do in your life and mine.

Receive it and pass it on. That's how the moment started.

Friday, October 01, 2010

Still, Small and Hidden

Winter Snow
by Audrey Assad

Could've come like a mighty storm
With all the strength of a hurricane
You could've come like a forest fire
With the power of heaven in Your flame

But You came like a winter snow
Quiet and soft and slow
Falling from the sky in the night
To the earth below

You could've swept in like a tidal wave
Or an ocean to ravish our hearts
You could have come through like a roaring flood
To wipe away the things we've scarred

But You came like a winter snow
(Yes, You did)
You were quiet
You were soft and slow
Falling from the sky in the night
To the earth below

Oh, no, Your voice wasn't in a bush burning
No, Your voice wasn't in a rushing wind
It was still
It was small
It was hidden

You came like a winter snow
Quiet and soft and slow
Falling from the sky in the night
To the earth below

To the earth below
You came falling
From the sky in the night
To the earth below