Archive for the ‘Peace’ Category

Washing Machine of Life: How To Get Out

I’ll be honest with myself & say that I didn’t have much of a holiday during the full 3-week semester break. It wasn’t much fun, with emotions & drama flying around -not like fireflies, but more like fire! & fighting fire with fire does not always work. The beginning of this semester was particularly tough (yes, I say that to myself all the time), but this time was both mentally & physically tiring. I hate the phrase “with every cloud, there’s a silver-lining” -it bothers me because it sounds so ‘half-glass’ -I’d always rather be OUT THERE & confronting the obvious elephant in the room. -It’s not silver. Sometimes it’s plain grey & trying & trying & trying to be better, happy & up-beat becomes counteractive & is ironically a kill-joy. Sometimes I feel like shutting up completely in class where I’m usually chatty, or laughing out loud in the middle of an uptight city. And I do.

Convincingly, you don’t know how you got out of the circling, mundane washing machine of life, but you do & you forget to write it all down because what if (you think to yourself), what IF you fall back into the whole quantitating process? You count the days to pass, you want to get out, but you forget how or the old ways simply don’t work anymore.

Here comes out the random list that I’ve mash together in times of crisis, when we all need to eat is more than a plate full of potatoes:

* do something opposite & upside-down of what you’ve been doing. if you’ve been a social recluse, get out & meet all of your favorite people. -together & all at once. if you’ve been a party animal, tone it down totally. go for a walk, to the bookstore, for lunch in a quiet cafe, by yourself.

* in-grain in your head & repeat to yourself: “health first. no compromise.”

* eat something different. eat your favorite BUT healthy foods.

* caffeine & sweet drinks away. drink tea & water & fresh veg/fruit juice instead. bring a water (not plastic) bottle with you & save some money at the same time.

* take multi-vitamins on days you haven’t been getting enough nutrition. see if there’s a change.

* get enough sleep. just enough sleep. you decide how much.

* have a “me” time everyday.

* when you’re feeling stressed, assess the moment: what makes you stressed & why. take deep breaths. start again.

* be around cool people who get their work done on time. learn from them. learn from you. (someone once told me that the most busiest man has the most time).

* exercise in the funnest ways YOU think is possible. dance to rock music. run at odd hours. frisbee. yoga in the mornings. walk after a meal. stretch when stressed. box or shadow box. kite. play tag.

* write or draw & make crap art in your journal or a piece of paper. don’t think, just do. then bless yourself with compliments!

* do something YOU want to do. for once. just do. instead of “be”, we’re all -like a friend said- becoming.

* get out of your city! go somewhere else for a few days or even a day! take time off & be good to yourself.

* return from your getaway. look at how your getaway experience & everyday life can be fused, creating yourself a magical world of possibilities.

❤ ❤ ❤

Kim

Don’t stop talking politics

Don’t stop talking politics
although the government got you by your knees
allowing you to beg, allowing you to please
Don’t stop dying your hair in red
though the ministers are hanging
by their toes in golden threads
Don’t stop polluting
the agenda with your snipes
when your head is heavy, holding
someone else’s behind
Don’t stop shooting
with yellow, flowers and speeches
against their acid cleansing, boots
where they will oneday walk in shame
Don’t stop the music of
the people and the war of peace
where ladies and men, as old
as the earth
strut out, walk out, to leave
-to leave the graves of the young
to hold heavy against the skies (light)
that light up for the sinning sun (and tears)
Don’t stop your tears
stop your fears
or the elections will let you done.

This Week + Saturday Love

My prayers to Oslo.
My heart to William Bourdon!

Things I Love This Week:

first week of work ; William Bourdon & wife (fiance?) ; The Pleasures of Slow Food by Corby Kummer ; discovering Zoetica ; hanging out with Aishah by the sea ; bird plaster & pink chipped ; old cameras & new old cameras ; Diana F+ & blackbird & manyothereyebirds ; durian puffs ; “break” ; banana leafs + drizzle + pictures + people ; asylum + amnesty + “help me” + beige ; gala darling’s latest post -an excerpt from her radical ❤ bootcamp which I wish I could geeett! ; the remains of a birthday cake ; words like "wild flowers" "diva" "vendetta" "freedom" & "mist" . . .

* * *

Drama-Rama-Rama

It’s been a while since I’ve written on here. & I miss it!
So much has happened in the previous semester. Political agendas, lost friends, new books to read & discover in Mr. Colonial’s class & a lot more drama-rama to go around.

However, instead of hovering all over it, something’s are better left unsaid & after brewing & boiling, it is best to leave the cooking (& the cook) to simmer.

Today I woke up feeling better & these are a few things I love today, yesterday & last year, that I will still, I’m sure, love next year. I wrote down in my old notebook:

butterfly pea flower tea ; twiddledum + twiddledee ; the colour purple ; the twinkle of the sea ; easy green & hammock ; thoughts ; big black ant in bag ; the smell of lemongrass ; everything warm & confy ; fire-burning tail squirrel ; cool office ; HokeyPokeyHoneyComb ; reminders of Robin Hood ; Spain ; Roxette’s “How Do You Do!” ; John Locke ; ____’s Into the Sea ; oldnotebooks ; Adele ; Michael Pollan ; heroes & heroines ; homehomehome ; thrift ; Nim Chimpsky (you have to google this!) ; & “may you live in interesting times”

St. Francis of Assisi

A beautiful prayer from St. Francis:

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury,pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
and where there is sadness, joy.

O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.

St. Francis\
Image taken from here.

He is the patron saint of environment & animals. How amazing is that?

Early Bird

The few best things about waking up early is that you get to discover so many different things…

Like how the morning dew feels.
Like how fast your dandelion tea gets cold.
Like how many people wake up late to classes. -About 99%
Like how much time you have to go over your notes for classes, or simply listen to a new album of your favourite band. (Jack Johnson’s To the Sea, which is dedicated to his father)
Like how precious your ‘me time’ is…

Have a nice day ;), my week is almost ending..

How to Say “Thank You”

…in sign language.

Thank You

Just yesterday I stepped out for a late lunch and there they were. -Someone with impaired hearing and speech was going around selling cute little heart-shaped keychains. I saw them in Penang. I saw them in Sarawak, too, and now seeing them in Kuala Lumpur, it left me a little amazed. (How do they organize and standardize everything? -My sisters and I have matching hearts, btw!). Though as limited as my sign language can get, I eyed the person as she walked around the cafe.. I wanted to sign something. After briefly stopping at a few tables, and a few brush-offs (why don’t people ever give a one-minute of their time?), she almost passed my table and that’s when a waitress with a stern frown on her face came to ‘escort’ her out. I quickly pulled out the exact keychain (dangling on my not-iphone handphone) that she was selling and showed it off to her as if saying, “I already have it”. Then I quickly made a “thank you” sign before she turned away and left. She said “thank you” back, and I’m left with a thought –Though I didn’t give her my one-minute, I gave her a smile. And that, as the prophet say “is a charity”.

Oh, and if you’re thinking about getting one, they’re just RM2.50 per piece:

Love the Lord your God with all your heart Luke 10:27

With all my heart

(Apologies for the bad photos, I’m only… 40% techie —but adds a little quirk to it, no?)