I am really liking the freshly-minted ME in this milestone year of mine…what a ride! Not sure what shifted and how but having entered a new decade made me truly appreciate how rich my life has been, and how everything…everything up to this point has led me so nicely to where I am now.
And how fortunate am I?
The way I am feeling right now…anything’s possible! Have learnt so much from other like-minded souls recently at a festival filled with people who want to change the world by living true to their calling. Awesome? Yes, and so empowering.
I am reminded that the life that I am envisioning and can feel, touch and see is now right on the other side of my fears and the limits I had set for myself. So, the fears and limits have to go! Right now, this is my decision…A year from now, I will be living a wonderful, barely unrecognisable life and you are gonna say, “Is that really you?”.
I don’t know about you but Christmas, the end of a year and the anticipation of another always brings about mixed emotions for me. It’s the “I can’t believe it…where did the year go?” vibe mixed with “OK, now that this one’s nearly over, let’s not cry over the spent days, and just focus on the next set of 365 fresh days for us to try to do something worthwhile, shall we?” sentiment that make me feel all pensive.
Earlier this evening, I was amongst a circle of women who chose to spend the evening showing gratitude for all that is in our lives this year, while sharing intimately how much has gone on that has made this a rather roller-coaster ride for most. The elation and disappointments.
And yet, we lift our spirits and our gaze to face another day. And we know if we are lucky, there will be many more days to come…for the lessons we will go through, and the joys we will feel. Over and over again till we understand and embrace our individual journeys in this lifetime.
Courage. That is what I want to give thanks for mostly today. A pat on my own back for jumping off my metaphoric cliff this year to reinvent myself, and for the courage I see displayed in so many of my friends in their own lives.
2014…here I come.
I have been accused many times of being a control freak of sorts and it’s been one of the hardest lessons for me to learn to let go of things (and people) I absolutely have no control over. The learning there is that letting go does not mean ‘not caring’ and most times, it’s just about letting things be! Still learning…but I am better at it as time and wisdom sets in.
However, there are some things worth holding on to. They help define our sense of self, individuality and mostly gives up that sense of hope and possibility which differentiates us from other creatures, I suppose.
There was a man I met a few years ago who left me speechless in the most innocent of ways, when he said to me earnestly, “So, tell me, what are the dreams you dream of…”
No one has ever asked me that since like, forever. Probably not since I was a child, and not in that manner. Not even my closest friends.
So today, if you are reading this – let me ask you: “What are your dreams?”
Breathe them in, smile and promise yourself never to let them go.
Yes, we’re weird. We speak Singlish*. We are kiasu**. We queue up for the most inane things – fad foods (bubble tea, anyone?), Hello Kitty and Despicable Me toys (really!). We have a love-hate relationship with the debilitating heat we live in. We think 26 celsius is cold. We have parents who tutor their kids so they can get into brand-name tuition centres so they can get into brand-name schools. We pay through or noses for our cars. We eat to shop….
Yes, we admit to all of that and we’re still so proud to be uniquely Singaporean living on a little red dot of a country on the world map 🙂
Celebration time! Yeah!!
* Singlish = Singaporean form of monotonous, rapid fire English with generous sprinkles of Malay, Tamil and Chinese dialects thrown into the mix.
** Kiasu = Chinese dialect, meaning literally “scared of losing”.