But Art Has No Name, Neither Yours Nor Mine. It Is Divine Energy Claiming The Heart, Body And Mind. It

~ Doing ordinary things with care fills you with soft warmth and joy.~ 

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Yesterday, as I cleaned and organized my stationery folder, I realized I was happy doing this seemingly banal thing because I was doing it with care. May be the little moments of life, which means almost every moment we spend, are not really that little if we pour care into them. 🌞

“Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person; having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but to pour them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, knowing that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then, with a breath of kindness, blow the rest away.” 

~ George Eliot ~

~ I love making little paper pockets in my journal pages and I love using bills as paper layers. ~ 🌼

~ The Tale Of Nokdu ~ 💃🏽💃🏽💃🏽💃🏽💃🏽

In a world full of 'Instagrams' be a Tumblr.

My parents have quirks of their own.

The more I spend time with them, the more I realize they are their own people. Sure, they are birth-givers and that's the label I am most comfortable with, but they are their own, whole selves too.

Selves that love murder mysteries and crime thrillers. Selves that like slurping on instant noodles, if someone fed them those everyday. Selves that like table-tennis and purple tee-shirts. Selves that don't like being married as much they enjoy it. Selves that love talking about upset stomachs and sinsuses, and selves that love online shopping and going out.

Selves that I am just beginning to notice, after over three decades of being their offspring. It is these quirks that I cherish, that I have come to love the most about these two beings who brought me into the world.

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02: A little nugget to help me fall in love with life again.

Picture: @harrylawlor​

In a recent drama that I watched, I learned something beautiful --- you must share what you are passionate about otherwise your passion for that thing will begin to slowly fade away. 

I am unsure if my love for stationery will die out but I do feel some part of me stifle when I don’t share my passion for it. 

I feel grateful for that learning. It has brought me back to share my sticker and paper love with more hearts. 

Here’s to beginning once again, as many times as I require to.🌺

~ When we have a constantly active inner critic that thrives on self-hate, try as hard as we may, it becomes extremely difficult to move towards positive self-growth. . The negative self-talk from such an inner critic instantly demotivates you and since that's all we hear, we begin to see ourselves solely from the eyes of this critic. . This propels us to second-guess the nourishing choices we've decided to make and stops us from taking regular action to back these choices, hence causing us to stay in this same toxic loop of self-caused pain.  . If we get down to the root of this, we realize, that in order to back ourselves up, we need to trust ourselves. Due to loop patterns of self-destructive behavior (both conscious + unconscious), without knowing it, over time, we lose trust in our self and our power to make healthy choices. . The way out, I've realised over this past year, is to back the promises you make to yourself by regular, consistent actions.  . This weakens the negative self-talk the inner critic often thrives on and suddenly, there opens a tiny space where you start seeing yourself minus this toxic lens of self-hate (which is the primary cause of self-hurt and self-sabotage).  . Slowly, by backing the words + choices we tell & make for ourselves with regular, positive actions, we invite buds of self-trust to bloom once more. 

~ We give so much of our time to things that do not benefit us. I realize this as I struggle with staying off my phone. But becoming aware each time we’re giving away our time to what isn’t good for us, and pausing to reflect and change is a practice. 

🌸 I hope we keep practicing making better choices, to feel and live better. 🌸 ~

- a note from today

~ He Buzui and Lu Weixun from ‘Instead of Tipsy Why Not Get Drunk’ (2019) ~