Maybe the one thing that I don’t say or express enough these days is to let people in my life know how much I appreciate them.

So here goes.

If happen to bump into this post and if you know me, or have at least met me before, I’d like to tell you that I appreciate you and I thank you for our friendship, association or relationship regardless of how long or how much we have known each other. This goes out to all.

And if you’ve read up until here, you must already know by now and I meant it for you. Yes, you.

When is it really going to be enough.

Maybe, in this lifetime, there isn’t a clear-cut way to understand how the state of ‘enough’ actually looks like. Our world demands so much of us to the point that even the pursues of career, family demands and all that jazz surrounding our respective curriculars, would seem so overwhelming that it makes even the most sufficient person feel depleted. Worst still, we on the other hand, an unhealthy demand may even arise so that the world gives us the same in return.

With the advent of ‘self-promoting’ culture through social media platforms – which are vehicles that in some ways promote vanity – it may be time for us to find out what it actually means to reverse this phenomenon, and start to figure out what living a life of enough actually means. In other words, maybe now is time for us to begin to start to be content of what we have while at the same time, believe that more will come; maybe not now but in due time, it will come.

‘Hey Babe, how’s it going?’

Cupcake, Baby, Dear Dear, Darling, and that goes the universal list that we often use to make someone feel fuzzy-wuzzy. Now, you must be thinking to yourself that I use all that. Answer is NO, well maybe some of it, occassionally. Too many are the ways that we can play with in our mordern world of vocabulary. To the extent that some mates actually came up with whacky ones like sio bee (pork dumplings), bak moi (pork porridge), ang tau peng (red bean with ice-blended milk)… That maybe, and I say maybe because we’re from Kuching.

Never actually realise there were a lot of ways to call your other half; what are your way(s) of calling your ‘babe’?

On the verge of the many things that will unfold this week, the most critical thing that I need to do is to use my faith.

1.  Faith is not measured on experiential
I am concern about allowing experiences dictate my future decisions. Retrospect can be dangerous.

2.  Faith is a commodity
Much like the currency which we use exchange for things that we want or hope for.

3.  Faith is the link between what we perceive and our REALITY.
Although we don’t see it, doesn’t mean it won’t happen. Desire.
Better is the man who steps out of the boat and sink than the 11 cowards who stayed in the boat.

This post stems from the notion of when I ponder upon: “When was the last time I used my faith?” Faith is something struck me as a mysterious asset because it is something that isn’t tangible. I use to play Warcraft which had character whose monologue line was Seeing Is Believing. How problematic was that if I keep hearing that 15 times a day. No matter how we make sense of it, we are still constantly reminded by friends, family or even the wise old man’s saying of “have faith” is something that is outdated hence brushed aside or does faith still exist among us to believe that there is something beyond the tangible. I believe the latter. Finally, according to my faith, be it unto me because there is a desire in me to want to see more than I am seeing. Even without my shoes, I still can walk…

métier means a trade, profession, occupation or activity that one is good at.

Over the past month or so, since completing my course, I’ve had ‘plenty of time’ to think about what I want to do with my life. Times when decisions, crossroads, transition and patience makes even more sense. Its also times like these when I can so easily fall into the cycle that everyone else goes through in ‘getting a job’. I ask questions like “Can I improve my resume?” “What’s the best way to write a cover letter?” “Am I cut out for the working field?” As per normal and a sensible point of view, I would need to see where my degree takes me and how I ‘fit into this system’, in other words to find my place.

I don’t believe in all this. I believe that I am meant for something BIGGER.

Is your occupation all there is to life? Maybe if I were to tell you that I aspire to be an acclaimed opera singer, you might even think I’m not qualified or demand a certificate.

More than just one to pick from.

When we are presented with choices, decisions are always made based on rationale considerations. Taking in the factors that go along the lines of realistic, achievable, feasible, sensible and all that jazz. This time, its a bit different because all the options have been laid out lucratively before me this week. Or is the common comments from people about me are actually true, of my fickle-mindedness. I don’t know. I don’t care.

I think I just want to keep trusting and believing. Yesterday I was advised to seek the mind of God and also go for things with a childlike faith. Its because of the way we are brought up that we have all these layers of ‘wisdom’ that we deem as proper that helps us interpret reality. This may not always be the case. What we have gained from both bad and good experiences does mean that a person is seasoned but does not necessarily mean wisdom. For our the wisdom that we live is actually deteriorating as we speak.

If I may say this, our decision-making process does not necessarily how dictate, anticipate an expected outcome. What am I saying, there are promises for each and every one of us and each is unique to ourselves. I believe that I am living in that moment where it will soon be realised and stepping into that purpose and promise. So, no matter what option it is, I am confident that I will make the right decision.