LOVE, Kloudiia

The self is not something ready-made, but something in continuous formation through choice of action.

~ John Dewey

The therapist felt around my stomach, and asked, ‘Do you eat very late?’

‘No,’ I replied without a moment’s hesitation, thinking about late night supper and how seldom I indulged myself in committing that crime. Then, I thought about it for like two seconds, and asked, ‘How late?’ He could be referring to an “earlier” night supper, perhaps?

He grinned. Aha! Gotcha, he must be thinking. ’2, 3 o’clock?’

‘You mean 2, 3 AM?’ My eyeballs glanced upwards.

He turned his head from my tummy to my face, and I could see the slight shock registered there. ‘No, 2, 3 PM!’

My nose was threatening to shower me with a string of unwanted liquid discharge every step that I continued to take, so I stopped and fumbled in my bag for tissue. Three seconds later, a big round tyre screeched to a halt before me, and a sixty-year-old looking uncle with white air chided: ‘Why don’t you watch where you go?’. I stared at him, and he repeated that again.

Was there ever a teacher in your life who has made a big difference to you? It could be someone who has really taught you, or someone who has had that midas touch on you without even having to meet you.

It’s good to listen to speakers who are humourous, tell funny stories and jokes, and have a magnetic voice to go with. It’s even better that they are priests.

Last night’s second part of Church of Christ the King’s Triduum was about God In My Family.

Father Ignatius Yeo, the funny priest who has–in my ears’ opinion–a magnetic voice, brought some examples from the scriptures, and our everyday lives to bring across one point: giving to versus doing for.

Church of Christ the King is celebrating it’s Triduum, and tonight was the first of the three topics: God in our Life.

Father Colin Tan was the celebrant, and he mentioned something which made me instantly think of what I’m going to share now in this post. He said that youth gangs are there because they have a desire to belong. A desire to belong. I cannot agree more, and isn’t it the same not just for the young, but for every human being?

When the plane finally landed, I heaved a great sigh of relief. We’re here, at last. I thought. I eased myself out of the uncomfortable seat, and stood all ready to flee from this metal bird. My body was aching to have a warm shower then throw myself into bed and sleep, sleep, sleep. Right now, I couldn’t wait to get out of the plane and land myself firmly on the ground of Las Vegas! Las Vegas, the much-talked about place that one had had to visit to know what sin and pleasure is all about. This thought just swirled and swirled in my mind . . .

A friend of mine who has devoted her time to developing her career has finally gotten attached. I was so, so, so very happy for her!

We joked about her wanting to end her singlehood for many times, and I was constantly on the lookout for her too (as part of my incessant passion, eh-hem). After many rounds of lip-service, nothing was being done on her part. So, time grazed by, with only her career achievements imprinted on the timeline.

Keep your chin up and you will see the clouds in the sky.

Keep your chin down and all you will see is the dirt on the floor.

~ Shelley L. Young