mystery♥.
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dream like dreamers do♥.
in my ears .
just another crush♥.
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And speak in a language you can understand.
" is a photodiary I've decided to initiate, compiling day to day events with a snapshot of a moment of the day.
snapshot of a minute in my life, that caught my eye, with a caption of sorts, either explaining the picture or describing my emotions.
I have been told that I never really open up myself to others, and more often than not, I leave people wondering what I truly feel or giving them confusing signals.
Thus, this photodiary, is in a sense, a window to my head.
All my thoughts, my emotions, everything I usually keep out-of-sight, will be put under here, other then my regular blog posts, which are usually not very informative.
Welcome, to the chaos and mess in my head.
I hope you'd find something that speaks to you, whether to pull you through something difficult, or to relate to.
Going where the Wind blows
Friday, 30 November 2012
Just flow,
Flow down the river,
Along with the wind.
Just flow till you're ready,
Ready to fight for yourself.
Labels: Nature
so we said; thee, thee, hear. 21:25
Acceptance
Saturday, 24 November 2012
It's not the first time that I have so many thoughts whirling around my head.
But I lack the courage or strength to put them down into organised words.
I lack the words even to put my thoughts down.
But I will try.
It is not easy to accept someone else - good and bad.
We spend half of our lives finding someone who can accept all of us, flaws and all, without judgement, when we ourselves can barely look at our own reflection in the mirror.
The ability to take someone in, no matter how ugly on the inside they are, is not an easy task. And we long to be in the presence of people who can.
To go to others, just as we are, takes a lot of courage and strength.
Courage to look them in the eye and tell them, "This is me. Like it or not. This is who I am."
Strength to stand up over and over again when they knock you down.
I think acceptance stems from our own morality. Our own definition of right and wrong.
Some people think its fine to steal from the rich to give to the poor. Some believe that stealing is wrong, end of story.
To each his own, I say.
If one can accept that we are different from others, and have different views from others, then perhaps it would be easier to accept them as they are. But that would be Radical Acceptance.
Radical Acceptance
Complete & total acceptance.
Letting go of fighting reality.
Accepting a situation for what it is.
It is painful to know that someone you love can find acceptance else where, and not from you. It is also equally painful to know that someone you love can accept others flaws but not yours.
I question myself while sitting in the garden the other day,
Why won't people accept those they claim they love wholeheartedly, in all their inadequacy?
Is it because of "Love"? They love someone so much that they try to change them?
Then isn't that no longer love? Because doesn't love means to be able to embrace someone, regardless of their brokenness?
But maybe we should start small. Like,
Can we accept ourselves? Understand that we make mistakes because we are not God, but human. Understand that it is alright to make mistakes and we are not alone, because everyone makes mistakes too.
Some of us make the same mistakes as each other. Some of us make the same mistakes over and over again. But we make mistakes. Can we radically accept ourselves, flaws and brokenness and ugliness and all?
I think its time for me to look in my mirror and face myself. Change begins with me, not someone else. I set standards high for people, because the standards I set for myself are higher. But would it be so bad to bring it down a notch? To accept that I am human and it is alright to fail sometimes?
Maybe then I would find in myself that important thing that I've lost.
Pictures by:
Royston TohLabels: In 365 Days, Reflection
so we said; thee, thee, hear. 17:00
In 365 Days: Nostalgia
Friday, 2 November 2012
If there were a song that brings all sorts of memories rushing back,
this would be it.
Big Girls Don't Cry
The smell of your skin lingers on me now
You're probably on your flight back to your home town
I need some shelter of my own protection, baby
To be with myself and center
Clarity, peace, serenity
I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing to do with you
It's personal, myself and I
We've got some straightenin' out to do
And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I've got to get a move on with my life
It's time to be a big girl now
And big girls don't cry
Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry
The path that I'm walkin',
I must go alone
I must take the baby steps 'til I'm full grown, full grown
Fairy tales don't always have a happy ending, do they?
And I foresee the dark ahead if I stay
I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing to with you
It's personal, myself and I
We've got some straightenin' out to do
And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I've got to get a move on with my life
It's time to be a big girl now
And big girls don't cry
Like the little school mate in the school yard
We'll play jacks and Uno cards
I'll be your best friend and you'll be mine
Valentine
Yes, you can hold my hand if you want to
'Cause I want to hold yours too
We'll be playmates and lovers
And share our secret worlds
But it's time for me to go home
It's getting late, dark outside
I need to be with myself, and center
Clarity, peace, serenity
I hope you know, I hope you know
That this has nothing to do with you
It's personal, myself and I
We've got some straightenin' out to do
And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I've got to get a move on with my life
It's time to be a big girl now
And big girls don't cry
Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry
Labels: In 365 Days, Nostalgia
so we said; thee, thee, hear. 15:10