The last 365 days have been all about unlearning many things. For the most part, it's felt like I was being taken apart and then, later on, put back together.
A short story: we as in us. (Part 1)
I've never really written fictional stories before, maybe because I believe all stories should have an element of truth. This is part fiction, mostly true, make of it what you will. :) It's inspired by cold winter nights, the amazing combination of whiskey + apple juice, and a whole bunch of bittersweet memories. It's a story …
It’s okay to not be okay.
We talk about haunted places, but seldom do we talk about haunted people. Things die inside of us and we either choose to let the ghosts stay, or tell them to go.
Sabah quake: Thoughts on faith, loss, and love
I struggled to get out of bed on Sunday. It's a familiar struggle; it was early afternoon and I was tempted to sleep in, instead of heading to church. But I relented. The moment I put my bag on the chair, the tears came and just wouldn't stop. For those who know me, it's a common …
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Musings of a former international student
It's been a good seven months since the big move back to Singapore. Transition has been interesting; some friends say it will take about two years for normalcy to return. Often, people ask, "Don't you miss Melbourne?" In truth, there are days when the city I used to call home does not cross my mind. …
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Is a blank slate ever possible? This is life's great conundrum, I think - if life won't give us a brand new slate, are we willing to carve one out for ourselves? Are we willing to believe that we can be made new and whole in spite of our shortcomings and brokenness?
When you come to the end of yourself…
There are certain things we aren’t meant to carry, and other things that we have to carry for periods of time to understand their significance in a particular season. A broken heart belongs to the latter, I think.
Why Valentines’ Day is hard.
Each year when February 14 rolls around, I'm reminded of love that is lost. Of love that should-have-been; could-have-been. Not just relationships that could've flourished but didn't - but Love that didn't weather the cracks. Love that should have rained down on the people who need it the most.
Measure your life in love.
I recognise that the world is a better place when there is a little positivity - in an encouraging note, a smile to a random stranger, a sincere "How are you", and an unexpected hello. I believe the goodness of God is reflected in the goodness of people, regardless of whether or not they believe in His existence. I believe that Love can change the world, only if we let it.
‘A Cultural Feast’ A Success in Ormond
To celebrate Cultural Diversity Week, the Glen Eira City Council organised A Cultural Feast – a weeklong event showcasing Glen Eira’s diverse food culture – from 19-23 March this year. In Ormond, Israeli café Gili’s and health food store Healthwatch Foods joined in. Multiculturalism is one of the defining qualities of Australia and Victoria is …