LOVE, Kloudiia

Our life is frittered away by detail. Simplify, simplify.

~ Henry David Thoreau

‘You have to be interested to be interesting.’

I stopped in my tracks, swished around to catch the lady saying this. She was a good-looking woman, in her early thirties, with long silky hair and a pointed chin. The smartly tailored-cut suit nicely shaped her fleshy body and gave her a flattering silhouette. I had the urge to swim up to her and ask: ‘Are you one of my clients? Or, if you aren’t, did you eavesdrop into one of my coaching sessions?’

Of course, she isn’t my coaching client, and neither did she overhear what I said.

He always amazes me. Really. Not only is he such a visionary leader, he is a family man. And now, I learnt another important lesson from him once again. There are certainly many reasons for MM Lee’s successes, and one of them is, I believe, taking action.

I had a sort of revelation this morning when I was praying. An anxious feeling just crept out of nowhere into my heart. So I prayed for God to take away my anxiety. At that moment, something just struck me.

You see, while I was praying, my mind had, once again, drifted away. This wave came out from my head and glided to my right at the two-o’clock position, where my notebook was on the desk in the hotel room. I felt little dots jittering in my notebook, bumping and shaking. I knew it was telling me that I had to write. I need to work. And I got anxious.

This friend I just got to know in Iowa has this dictum: “There’s no coincidence in life.”

Everything that happens in our life, every person we meet, every food we eat, every place we go all has a reason and a purpose. It’s not an coincidence, but meant to be. And that was how we met.

I’m a very visual person, and my heart will go into a happy dance whenever I come across anything pretty. My eyes do a big morning stretch and my lips part to welcome the aesthetic molecules into my body. I would have done a “Happy Feet” right there and then if I were alone. So, this passion for beauty is so deep and huge that unconsciously, it has also set me up against myself.

You see, the pursuit of something you are crazy about is never ending. For me, it is beauty. Not just physical beauty of a person, but anything that looks pretty and eye-catching. Arts, nature, words, shapes, sounds, love.

I was just getting myself comfortable in my seat and ready to work when the three panels of door burst open. Out rushed an entire herd of children, dashing and running in all directions like a gush of water released from a dam, instantly flooding every inch of the piazza before me. Laughter, voices and screams swallowed up every molecule of serenity and quietness in the air just one second before. A bunch of them—not surprisingly, boys—chased after one another, and some even rolled on the granite stone paving, kicking their legs into the air, hands pressing down their tummies as they giggled and snorted.

I say to my child, I will explain to you as much of life as I can, but you must remember that there is a part of life for which you are the explanation.

~ Robert Brault

I was in Iowa, attending one of the hourly talks held from 11a.m to noon, and one female instructor struck me as particularly memorable.

Her beauty had nothing to do with it, really, though I found myself wondering how she tied her hair into a cutesy bun, admiring her choice of stylish clothes, and mesmerised by her red lips that brought out her fair and lovely complexion. Those red lips. They were the ones that spoke so passionately of many poems, so many sounds within words, music within sentences that she could feel fully with her heart.

Yes, on 1 September 2010, after years of egging on by Stuart, and wanting to follow certain news, I’ve decided to jump on the tree and be one of the twitters!

Follow me on Twitter now and get updates from me. Well, since they are only few liners, expect to get more tweets than posts. I love the stars (my symbol, you know? *wink*) on my profile design, and was trying to change the background colour to pink but somehow it didn’t work. So, have to settle for this then. At least I managed to change the colour of the links to pink. Haha!