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[1: 2,047 of 10,000] Inspired

In List on January 2, 2021 at 8:19 PM

I love words. I know that there isn’t enough words to describe a feeling, a perfect moment, the deepest pain, a magic, but as humanly possible I hold on to words that immediately uplift me, a mantra that keeps me in the positive vibe.

  • All is well.
  • Joy is the key.
  • Be still to hear my heart.
  • I choose to be alive.
  • Breathe.
  • Live in the moment.
  • Listen to good music.
  • Keep moving.
  • Sleep.
  • Smile.
  • Finish.
  • Be kind.
  • We are one.
  • Speak my truth.
  • Dare to do something new.
  • Adventure.
  • Try again.
  • I am worthy.
  • I am enough.
  • I am love.
  • I am loved.
  • I am beautiful.
  • I am alive.
  • I see the Divine in you.
  • Nothing is ever wasted.
  • I am at the right place at the right time.

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[1: 2,028 of 10,000] Invested On Stories

In Aphorism on November 28, 2020 at 12:00 AM
Photo source: Sportingnews.com

As a writer, who create a new world out of my imagination, I used to be invested on characters created by another writer. I remember watching movies and get thrown off when my own personal beliefs shattered right before my eyes. Like in the League of Their Own, why did Geena Davis let the ball roll, choosing her sister playing in the opposing team to win and her own team lose the championship?

With the new found wisdom that I already have now, I release my control to what could have been and enjoy what’s happening. I now have an appreciation that human can never get it done and all is well. With those two, a story can unfold as many different ways and directions, there’s no right or wrong, there’s only life and being a witness of it. There’s only longer or shorter, enjoying or suffering, fear or love.

[1: 1,727 of 10,000] My Dead Father Had Spoken

In Journal on June 19, 2016 at 12:00 AM

This year, we are to celebrate the 14th death anniversary of my father. I admire him when he was alive. I also get a little scared of him and ensured that whatever project that we do together must be perfect especially from the expected execution from my side. There are moments that I despised him so much. In several instances, I pitied him for being uneducated, alone, and too much of a dreamer who can’t make it happen. And then there is the reality that I loved him.

Last year, my dead father spoke with me through a medium. He apologised that he was not strong enough to take care of us and a mystery on the table that I go to Hong Kong and discover my roots, to learn about his grandfather (referring to my great grandfather), and write about our family’s damnation and yet bringing me in to possibly shed light in directions I could not possibly know right now.

I am never a fan of looking back, I always wanted to move forward, but there is a piece of me, just a flicker of fire that wanted to pursue this. My mother revealed a secret to me that my father once raped a woman, I don’t know if there’s really truth in that story, I never confronted my father as he was dead when my mother shared it. During the session with the medium, he shared the picture of my proud great grandfather riding his horse, there were misbehaviours, slavery, and the rape came out again.


Sex is pleasurable but whenever I see news about women that was brutally raped my heart protest for the injustice. How could they turn a love making into something disgusting by prying into the privacy of someone who is delicate! I know that I’ve always kept my distance from men, not even giving them the slightest indication that I wanted to be raped today to the extent that I am aware of my invisible space of not to be skin-closed to anyone I don’t like.

Is it true that my past is filled with terrors, a heavy stigma that I am possibly carrying that weighs me down? Is it just a pigment of my creative imagination to begin something for entertainment purposes? Is this too coincidental that I am being called to serve by combing an unpleasant past that I have not been privilege to witness? If I am to pursue, where will I begin? I suddenly just move to Hong Kong and faith would lead me?

I don’t know but if it was really my dead father speaking to me, I am indeed curious. How to act and move forward, I still don’t know.

[1: 1,726 of 10,000] Stubbornness

In Article on June 18, 2016 at 8:16 AM

I am starting to elude social media again. Making my profile as invisible as I can, if only I don’t want to be reconnected to anyone then I would simply delete all of them. It might be a good idea actually. Pondering…

If I am being very reflective and honest, the reasons why I post can be classified in four reasons:

  1. There is something worth sharing and I wanted my tribe to know about it. It could be something so mundane, too cute, funny, or really interesting or insightful that it could change the world.
  2. I wanted to brag about what is happening in my life. I am vacationing in this part of the world #IWishYouWereHere because what is the point of going all those trouble when no one else can see it.
  3. As mentioned earlier, it’s a way to reconnect with old acquaintances. If that’s even a positive thing depending on what reason are you reconnecting in the first place.
  4. I am preparing and practicing that social media could help boost the future business that my family and I would build. Oh well!

And then there is this:


Elizabeth Gilbert’s favourite poet was Jack Gilbert.

Jack was a magnificent poet but whenever he finished writing masterpieces he goes out of the grid (20 years he’s out and comes back again with a new masterpiece), no fame nor wealth but he does receive grandiose accolade. Shall I take that route, write beautiful things that matter, but leave it all just with the writing and we don’t need defending or cashing more through interviews and endorsements?

But there is also an Elizabeth Gilbert who communicates beautifully in Facebook. When she’s not concentrating writing a new book, she shares inspiring things to her readers and even personally interacts with them. I once wrote to her page and she replied. She is one of the people I visited and read her Facebook feeds.

I can indeed learn from both style and stay where I am still true to myself.

[1: 1,535 of 10,000] I Don’t Stop With One Victory

In Journal on July 22, 2015 at 4:27 PM


I finished an eBook, published it in Amazon Kindle, and I feel happy that I accomplished something but surprisingly I also don’t feel contented. I am starting to worry that I don’t have pride in me, is it because the book was too personal and aimed at good intentions? Is it a good thing that I don’t have a growing ego and I am staying very grounded? Is it normal to be this unattached with the result? I want it to be a best-seller but I am more to my hope that it changes people to be more loving even if their patience is tested.

I will never forget Liz Gilbert’s words too about “Creativity” wherein she said that she never let her writing as a source of her income. The “Eat Pray Love” turned out to be freakishly successful but before that, she had one or two jobs that would financially support her. She doesn’t want to depend on her writing to bring in monies to support her. Although after the worldwide success of “Eat Pray Love” she doesn’t need to be in odd jobs just so she can indulge to writing.

I am still looking for a job and while I was out of job I decided that I must at least publish an eBook at Amazon Kindle as a start. This is just a beginning of my dream of becoming an author and I will make sure that I don’t stop at one. I am hungry for more victories and I am not going to be bitter by saying “I am a starving writer” because writing for me is a joy, my deepest beloved calling. I am still looking for a job and I am planning my next book.

[1: 1,470 of 10,000] Double Or Multiple

In Article on May 18, 2015 at 2:33 PM

Double Multiple

I am living a double life! Or is it multiple personalities shared to the world wide web?

I’ve been sharing my personal blog to my friends before but not the way I am doing recently. I have created new social media accounts and linked them all to my new personal blog with a domain name “my first name and last name” dot com. I have accepted all contacts and I am trying to build my brand in preparation of my eBook launch.

In this blog where everything is almost anonymous, I have no hesitation to discuss any topic or true stories as long as I leave the specific names out. In the other blog, I am still reluctant to be unapologetically honest because I know that people that I know who might think that I am talking about them may not receive it happily; so I am sticking to a more precise topic and that I will keep the rule of being kind and be overly creative to say words that are not patronising but definitely not sugar coated, ultimately simply tact and kind.

Am actually happy when I am able to publish a post in the other blog because it meant I was able to surpass my fear of being judged by the people who I personally know, not that they will eat me, but you know that little voice inside my head who gets intimidated and protective. I still have to get better materials so I can post confidently every week.

Being here is just pure bliss where I could immediately blurt my feelings and opinions, having no face and yet so honest. Ah the comparison, both platforms give me matters to learn and I love the challenge and my own inner struggle. I need to be as brave as I do here in my new blog, I’ll get there, and whether I win new enemies or not, I just have to be sure that what I write is true to me and not demeaning to anyone.

[1: 1,462 of 10,000] The Gift & Love For Writing

In Article on May 10, 2015 at 1:12 AM


I am an emotional writer and there is no doubt that I love to write and surely I still have a lot to learn to become a great writer.

I never really understood how it is really my gift and passion to write until my sister and I were talking. I told her it is about time that we should collaborate and write our first eBook together. I got two sissies and this is the one who was like my twin sister and we have several successful projects together since college including being part of the literary club as writers and later part of the editorial board.

She was supposed to write some and then after a few days, she sent me a draft and said she couldn’t collaborate with the particular book that I was hoping that we finish together. She admitted that it was painful for her to compose. She doesn’t really like it and even added it is the same dreadful feeling when she signed up as a literary writer in college. I thought she was always able to write but that’s the difference between her and me, I am willing to commit and excited to write even if it takes effort. It was really an awakening.

I don’t think writing is my only path in this lifetime but I am grateful that I’ve figured one of them and practically enjoying it.

I wish you find your passion too and be able to live and share it. 🙂

[1: 1,458 of 10,000] The Day I’ve Arrived

In Article on May 6, 2015 at 7:12 AM

Arrived By Design Shack

Blog frenzy, I’ve already made previous calculations that it will take me a little bit of forever to complete my first batch of 10,000 posts if I’m making just one blog post daily. (Current count: 14.58% completed since November 29, 2010 and no I’ve not been religiously blogging daily since then.)

There were moments that I go ballistic and post more than one especially if strong ideas kept flowing into me that I just have to write them down. Yesterday, I could have written 3 posts and yet I stopped for practical reason. I have other goals that I want to accomplish, blogging is my one thing that doesn’t pay me financially but I do it for the love of creating and writing, so I stopped with one and have written the essence of the 2 other posts for the following days.

My consolation for letting one blog post to come out daily is to let the article simmer and get the due attention and respect if it may really gather. There were people who subscribed in this blog and I wonder what they think that Yor is getting crazy posting more than one today!!?

It will be the day that I have arrived if I would just be blogging for a living and people actually get wonderful inspiration from it. And then I blog anywhere I want to be, with drinks on my hand, with feet up high, a smile on my lips, and my hair smelling like the beach.

[1: 1,450 of 10,000] What Voice?

In Journal on April 28, 2015 at 10:05 AM

I am struggling to finish my first eBook, it has been days that it doesn’t sound like the way I wanted it. I am looking for the right voice and the perfect format.

I am actually digging part of myself and come up with the most descent and authentic intention because that seemed to be the main hindrance that is keeping me from letting go. It has to be because I want to share my story and it helps, it serves.

It’s a realisation that making an eBook is not as relax as making a short blog post. I couldn’t possibly put wrong details. I have to recheck my facts and since I am aiming for 30 pages more facts isn’t it.

I can usually organise details effortlessly but this time it is challenging to build my pyramid, my OCness hides. Am I just overthinking or it’s the cue that I have to take a different route?

I couldn’t feel the soul of the story. Is this what they’ve been referring to as writer’s greatest scrutiny. I am not afraid to publish it in Amazon.com but I couldn’t possibly put something that I am not raving. I know when I’ve written something I love, I couldn’t possibly be tired to keep going back rereading it. Yes, tirelessly.

Am I just emotional that I’m digging the past? I am going back to the journey my family had gone through.

I am trying too hard. I don’t rave for fame and fortune, if it happens then it’s a bonus, I just want it to be relaxed and beautifully narrated.

I just have to keep writing and if I couldn’t make up my mind with the format, let me try to do two versions? For the love of getting things done though, at least finish one now!

People will have different interpretation of things and I would only pray that they’ve heard me whispering about loving life whatever the circumstance.


[1: 1,420 of 10,000] My 8 Secrets For Courageously Hitting Publish In WordPress

In Article on March 21, 2015 at 4:38 AM

Publish Button

I am not a famous writer or blogger yet but I must say that I feel good having published 1,420 posts including this one. I have a lot of irrational fears but thankfully I never have fear of publishing blog posts. Here are my 8 secrets!

  1. I love blogging and in a narcissistic way, I love rereading what I have written and the best way to go back on them is publish them!
  2. Sometimes I do think about inspiring or informing other people of my posts and I couldn’t do that if it’s not published isn’t it.
  3. My main reason for blogging is to express myself. I am not afraid that I will be criticise because I already know that I am my biggest critique. Although, if I get good and bad feedbacks… good boosts my confidence and feeds my ego; while bad hopefully constructive will be a room for improvement or hence I make sure every comments are scrutinise with my approval!
  4. I wish to be discovered that I am making sense and my thoughts are valued.
  5. I may have procrastination problem that I am working on but once I am switched onto something I am passionate about, I become obsessed! I sometime couldn’t stop myself to create one post to another and it is bringing me pure joy and a perfect kind of high.
  6. Having a goal to publish 10,000 posts is quite motivating and starting my blog post with the counter keep me on track of my goal and progress.
  7. I don’t pressure myself for perfections, there were lots of posts that I go back for editing, and there are some posts that aren’t perfect in my heart but I know I just have to let it go and publish it. I don’t write to please anyone, I write for the love of honouring the art of writing and respect for my desire that I just have to write whether it will be read by anyone at all or will be loved by anyone but me.
  8. The more I write, the better I become, so I keep imagining whenever I hit the publish button, I am a very important writer with a job to be better than I was yesterday.

Published blog posts do looked like an act of a brave blogger, well at least according to me. 😉