Fear in Change

do not be afraid now,

of the things that bother you -

for it has only been a change of color,

a change of texture, of form.

Do not be afraid of the night

hence, embrace it

for it is the same.

It is no different from the day,

or the blue dawn.

It is of the same song of presence.

Allow it to remind you of love

for the night is as beautiful as it is.

Do not be afraid,

for it has only been a change of form.

Worth

Could it be that answer that you have been waiting for,

all this time, in suspension?

Or perhaps the world?

the universe?

Could it be great control and power -

or even separation from a lost cause,

or from a sick society?

or from yourself?

Will a great encounter,

with a lover that you deserve -

be enough to make you happy?

will that be your end?

What is your worth in your eyes -

or in someone else's?

Which is more worthy?

How much does it take for you to become,

what you want to become -

and be able to tell yourself,

alas! I have found me.

What is your worth,

if there is even such a thing?

Quantum Reality

There are no chairs, nor tables

in the absence of an eye;

for we are countless possibilities,

no more than waves of uncertainties.

For things as they appear,

are just specks of what they truly are,

for as soon as you see them,

you have limited their infinite quality.

what is real then, and what is not?

In the presence of a conscious observer,

would you dare turn to look and see,

if to see is to limit such existence?

A New Shade of Gray

The sky has turned gray this morning,

and yet the trees remain ever so green -

the sound of the cars remain alive

and the birds still sing their songs of joy.

How can we be ever so proud of choice,

when everything around us are as they are?

We have put crowns in our heads heavily,

that we seldom see the beauty in the gray.

for today, the sky has turned dull, so to speak;

but I don't hear any complaints nor judgement;

from any of the those who are free -

they have always been there, singing

singing of the joys of life in your psalms -

The crown has served its purpose,

it is old, and it is tarnished.

Why am I still wearing it?

The Line between Joy and Attachment

The thing about getting more out of life sometimes is that we often cling to the things that we have or have earned in time. It is definitely beautiful to enjoy things, and be appreciative of the blessings as they come. But on the other hand, we also have to be aware at all times, so that the mind will not cling so much on these things. For they are not us, they are just things from which our ego has attached itself into. When our tendencies to attach to things rule our lives, we are creating a life that can lead to a place of disconnection and greater fear. We tend to lose that light that has lead us to this blessed and beautiful existence. We need to be fully open in enjoying the things that come, but at the same time, respect the fact that we also need to contract to be able to be introspective enough to see what is essential. In this way, we can see that these things are not us, but things that we enjoy. They will never be our source of joy, for we are joy. They can be triggers, but they cannot be our ultimate source of joy. It is ironic that at times when we feel that we have nothing, we actually ask for divine guidance and intervention, and this in itself is an indication of the desire to connect to something that is far greater than us. It is in emptying ourselves that we become selfless, for if we strip ourselves of what we think we are, we arrive to something that is truthful. "Blessed are the poor, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven" - if we can understand this fully, we are able to see the doors to a heavenly existence.

Falling Leaves

This golden monsoon of the past,

where once were beautiful green gems

under the sun's morning light

are shed today with great surrender.

They gracefully make their exit,

with the help of the gentle breeze

in this one peaceful day.

They have become the wise -

for they have come to see

what is to be done -

They have to go for now,

to listen to the wind's call,

and make way for the spring's birth

of greener jewels abound;

And as they come to touch the earth -

death has become their only abode,

but it has never been their end;

it has never been.

For trust has become their friend.

They have come to see;

that life will come arising,

from this offering of life itself -

They have heard the wind's song,

of that eternal dance of the infinite.

Today, in this very moment -

they have become truly wise.

Mystery

it is all about effort

it is all about surrender

it is all about balance,

of vibration, and of the void.

It is not always about getting,

or going for what you want,

nor about losing everything,

it is about living your life -

It is a constant riddle,

a question partially answered,

but a door to yet another.

It is not always about you,

or me, or them -

It is all about this mystery,

and to walk with it

in every step of the way.

For what it is, is

a totality in its own accord,

and yet, a part of a greater

continuum, of silence

and of the void.

To know it, is to lose it,

to notice it, is to see it,

to be with it,

is to live in eternity.

Fleeting Truth about Goals

there is eternity in each step,

and infinity in between them -

in this seemingly chaotic world,

there is bliss.

Every moment,

is an opportunity to see;

For the universe is generous,

it is infinity.

It is in that flower, seldom seen,

or perhaps that door

that has always opened for you,

it is in that ray of light,

in that graceful unfolding of the moment;

It has never been too faraway,

for the goal isn't really the goal -

the goal is peace.

if you understand

what you truly are seeking for,

then you are truly blessed.

A Lesson from a Bird

I was walking along the walkway at our block here in Tiong Bahru one morning when all of a sudden I saw this bizaare looking bird just a few inches away from me. It looked so bizaare that I was totally shocked by its form, that my mind has identified it as rather ugly. That has never left my memory eversince, for I have never seen such a funny looking bird before.

This afternoon when I was walking along Orchard Road after coming from Pure at Ngee Ann City, there was this exhibit about Singapore's Biodiversity, where you can see enlarged photos of animals and insects that you can actually see in Singapore. And in one of these photos, tadaaaa! - that funny looking bird! It is actually called a "Stork-billed Kingfisher". I love it! I just love how life expresses itself in different forms and how it evolves with the changing times. I love how nature can surprise us in way that cannot be understood by the mind at times. I mean, how can such a bird exist? Well, nature would say "WHY NOT!" haha. Yup, why not!

It is sometimes funny how the mind would associate the word "normal" or the "norm" to things, when nature should be the one suggesting the norm. How the collective that we call "society", can actually dictate the "norm" or even label it as "made by God", when nature should be the one telling us what is. The mind is very tricky sometimes, and we sometimes come to a life that can be filled with judgement brought about by how our minds were conditioned through time. As to what Lao Tzu has said, "If you are to choose from the dictates of society or nature, choose nature, for it will always win". I have always believed that the path of nature has always been the path of the divine.

Why should a person like me exist? Well, I think you know what mother nature would say now.

Namaste.

Of Being, Movement and Improvs

I just love doing improvs these days. I feel like I am reflecting the kind of energy dynamics that I have in that moment of brief exploration of expression. That we, as beings of form and energy has the capability to express by just being what we truly are. Seeing my colleagues just go for that empty black floor this morning was very inspiring, and knowing that we actually come from different parts of the world has made it even more of like a spiritual experience for me. It was like seeing how the world move in different forms - from capoeira like movements to linear dance like improvs to almost mystical character expressions. Then all of a sudden, our trainer just asked me, "What if all the people in the world begin to dance all together?" (I just made a sigh) hahaha. He said, i think it would be a more peaceful world don't you think so - you know, people will be going from the sixth chakra to the fourth". (How cool is that!) This morning's improv was really beautiful, and courageous at that. I know that it was really hard for some to dive and expose themselves to such, but you know what, it was a beautiful dive. I was thinking about that question, and to see this group of people just go for expressing their dynamic selves out in the open, is truly a thing of beauty. We are form. we are energy. To express oneself in movement is entering the realm of both worlds. This morning was pure expression of life's creative light - and to see people from all over the world say unlimited things in a confined space can only be described as pure enchantment.

Mindheld

Do not be lost in this mind made world,

This world that demands obedience,

out of fear, from something non-existent.

for life is more than mind,

more than what you can ever imagine,

it is beauty,

it is freedom,

it is a song.

Let everything that come serve you,

and the message that you hold,

for in your hands are great news,

of emancipation,

of inspiration,

of love.

For we have gone too far from life,

and fear is what we embrace mostly.

We need to see again,

that what we have, is what we need -

what we have, is what there is -

what we have, is a treasure

not lost,

but was held deep.

For you are too beautiful

to be buried here.

Do not be lost in this world,

you, of hidden abundance,

of wild beauty,

and of pure light.

Glass Universe

There is a universe just outside your window

and it is just there.

It is not for you to discover,

it is not for you to explore,

it is not for you to own,

nor even exploit,

for it is just there.

Thus, if you open that window,

be it with wonderment,

and a silent sigh -

hear it breathe,

just like you do,

for you too are the universe,

not for anyone,

but for infinity -

you are infinity;

an entity that is one,

and breathes with the whole,

there is a universe outside you window-

and it is just there.