Tassel Inspired

I've got no favourite colour. It's obvious, picking colours of my choice expresses my feelings of that limited period and they changes again gradually. In my point of view, each and every colour has its own beauty and a story to tell. Why hate a particular colour whereby it is only an instrument of creating more possibilities and feelings through our eyes, to our mind.

Sandals: Topshop

A little sharing

Saw this in one of my mail that looks extraordinary title

Self created meanings

I believe it was written by one of a brother or sister's experience.


I called a nice rock, Jack...it is still just a piece of granite.
I called a beautiful tree, Jill...it is still just a tall tree.
I called this ground under me, Singapore...but it is still just sand and rock...
It is not the word, but the meaning behind the word and what it meaning to my heart. To my heart, Singapore means Home... My home...My Singapore...

Same with all inanimate or created things...
While some meanings are useful, most are meaningless and unnecessary...

I am still trying to understand why my stupid pair of $500 Dunhill shoes means so much to me... I mean...I almost shouted at the guy who split coffee on my shoes... In reality, is still just a piece of cow skin (God bless the cow). Yet it means to much to my heart, I am so proud of this shoe that (I really DO look so nice in it...) I become fearful of damaging, dirtying or loosing this pair of shoes.... I gave Fear power over me by my creating the meaning of this shoe in my heart... Fear now has influence over me in a most sub-conscious & unknowing manner... Jesus said: “For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.” (Matt 6:11) I created all by my lovely self, so many absolutely meaningless nothings....my heart is now so full...how can God of love fit in...?

So much to say

A little note to thank everyone for all the well wishes on my birthday.

Steps to paint my love

I'm seeing shapes of love in many corners of my room and its fun to paint and spread love around...Look at this wounded earth, bad weather and the mess human beings had created. These all can be overcome by loving things and people around us more-just a little more.

Step 1: You'll need a bucket of colorful love paint

Step 2: A love plan

Step 3: Show your love with actions

Step 4: And more actions

Step 5: A beautiful reminder of painting your love

The end result of painting my love ...

Don't be shy, try it! It works like miracles that will make you smile always.

Chapter. Blue

Vast blue sky, always a gentle reminder of how small am I on the earthly journey. Like the little lamp post that could only shine to a certain distance. Yet I am contented. Inspired by the little way of Saint Therese of Lisieux.

' It was so as not to hear this that I never wanted to grow up, feeling that I was incapable of making my living, the eternal life of heaven. I've always remained little, therefore, having no other occupation but to gather flowers, the flowers of love and sacrifice and offering them to God in order to please Him.'

Lovely explanation.

With this, I would also like to share this

'No one lights a lamp to put it under a tub; they put it on a lamp-stand where it shines for everyone in the house.' (Matt 5:15)

Start A new

Happy Easter to all!

Black vs. white

Bought it. Found it. Snap it.

That bag was actually for my Dino sis a year ago but she happily rejected it saying its too small. I've proved her wrong and she's regretting now for not accepting the little souvenir I got for her during my UK trip last year. Another brand conscious soul- She would rather me getting her all Topshop items. That's the wonders of branding.....

Why black and white photos? It clearly reflects my emotions without me having to fill in more with more words. I'm undergoing a series of temptations and all sorts of not-so-good moments with myself before my new beginning before Easter Sunday. Pray, Pray and Pray for me good souls out there.