August 2010
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Grateful
Today, I was looking at the contents of my wallet and I thought that all that I had and the life that I led now is possible because of the hard work that my parents have put in to support me. To my mom, I’m grateful for all the time and sweat that she has invested to make me the person I am today. There are times when I was younger that I was frustrated by all the expectations she had of...
July 2010
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The World is only as large as our Imagination
All our actions are limited to that which we can imagine; what we can’t imagine can never become our reality. However lofty the goals we strive for, we have to be able to imagine ourselves achieving them first. Expanding our imagination is then like expanding our horizons…it opens up new possibilities, new directions, and opens our minds to even more novel ideas.
When we were...
Went to a Fab Four concert this weekend, they’re an amazing Beatles impersonator band…at times I could hardly tell the difference. This song always made me smile and helped me stay positive when things got tough, thought I’d share :)
"Everything that matters is Invisible" →
Great talk by John Lloyd….never heard of the guy but pretty thought provoking. If you think about it, all that is truly important is intangible…you can’t touch love, or happiness and most of the time words don’t even do them justice; we assign definition to those words through our own experiences. Scary how easy it is to forget what what we live for when we are so caught...
A Walk in the Sand
Is our life as ephemeral as the footprints left behind in a trek through the desert?
We can choose to make our imprints last longer by having a positive impact on the lives of people around us for this is the only way we can become larger than ourselves.
Photo via:
www.zastavki.com/pictures/1920x1200/2008/Widescreen_The_desert_005166_.jpg
Cognitive Surplus →
Imagine, if each one of us contributed something every year, how much the world will change for the better :)
Conscious Living
There are days that go by that when I look back on them, nothing stands out and everything is blank. It’s as if my memory completely shut down those days and I might as well have been asleep the entire day. If we subtract all those days from our lives, how many days, months, years do we really live?
In GO (some Asian boardgame), oftentimes it’s quite possible to remember the...