Travel is Minimalism

Travel is Minimalism.

I always wanted to travel far from the place I live with my friends. It’s a dream. I really hope this dream would come true(:

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Tremble of a Leaf, Balancing Interior and Exterior Lives

So much to learn from practising “no-mind”. To be honest, it is quite difficult to reach that point. If you do, you are remarkable. But if we do, how do we actually feel like? I wish I would be able to experience it.

Deborah J. Brasket

Creative Commons Taken by Wing-Chi PoonI wrote this poem as a grad student while living in that highly interior world of academia. I’d been feeling out of balance and needing to reconnect to the world around me. Then I saw a leaf tremble in a light breeze “and saw more life in it than in me.”

I wanted that. That ability to be spontaneously receptive and responsive to the world around me. To tremble deliciously in the breeze’s embrace.

Tremble of a Leaf

The tremble of a leaf awoke me.

So far inside I had gone,
 Where id and ego threw
Long shadows across my mirrored face
To mystify me.

Where I dug odd relics
From a befuddled past,
Gazing long to find some answer
That escaped me.

Where men were but some
dark puzzle, pieces
I never bothered to make whole—
Only analyze.

Where Nature herself
Roused no awe in me,
Needing only to…

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Sometimes It’s The Hardest Thing To Say

wow what a knowledge on saying no. It really reflects on what we do during our daily life. Great post!(;

Defining Wonderland

Kid Says No

When we were young, particularly during those Terrible Twos, we learned to stand our ground and not yield to every request that came our way.  We turned our noses at anything green on our plates.  We ran the other way when it was bedtime, bath time, or homework time.  We refused to make our bed and put our toys away.

We said no.

As we got older, something happened and we began to accept things that our toddler selves would never have tolerated.  We tried new foods and learned that maybe we were wrong about what we originally rejected.  We stuck to the daily routine of sleep, bathing, and work schedules, whether we liked them or not.  We washed dishes, dusted furniture, and vacuumed, even if we hated every minute.

We stopped saying no.

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Anne Morrow Li…

Anne Morrow Lindbergh in “Gift From The Sea” wrote:

“When you love someone, you do not love them all the time, in exactly the same way, from moment to moment. It is an impossibility. It is even a lie to pretend to. And yet this is exactly what most of us demand. We have so little faith in the ebb and flow of life, of love, of relationships. We leap at the flow of the tide and resist in terror its ebb. We are afraid it will never return. We insist on permanency, on duration, on continuity; when the only continuity possible, in life as in love, is in growth, in fluidity – in freedom, in the sense that the dancers are free, barely touching as they pass, but partners in the same pattern.

The only real security is not in owning or possessing, not in demanding or expecting, not in hoping, even. Security in a relationship lies neither in looking back to what was in nostalgia, nor forward to what it might be in dread or anticipation, but living in the present relationship and accepting it as it is now. Relationships must be like islands, one must accept them for what they are here and now, within their limits – islands, surrounded and interrupted by the sea, and continually visited and abandoned by the tides.”

This quote has deeply touched my heart. :’ )

A quote I read from a post of Deborah Brasket wordpress:

http://deborahbrasket.wordpress.com/2013/04/28/celebrating-lasting-love/

Thoughts

I saw ‘you’ today again. And something happened which made me kinda sad. I just don’t know why I’m feel sad. Don’t you always have the feelings where you feel sad but you just can’t put into words why you are sad.

Sometimes, I really got very upset with myself that why do I care about ‘you’ when ‘you’ are no longer mine. Sigh. Sometimes ‘you’ really act like ‘you’ don’t care about me and sometimes ‘you’ act like ‘you’ care.

What do ‘you’ want from me? I’m really got sick of this. I am really tired.

😦