Saturday, 5 December 2009

life

"There is a presence inside you. It is the life force that breathed your first breath when you were born. It is the life force that is breathing you now. It is a presence of unbelievable harmony, peach, and love, and it is inside you. To connect with and feel the life presence, stop, close your eyes, relax, let go of thoughts, and focus deeply on the inside of your body for a couple of minutes.

The more you do this exercise, the more the presence of pure harmony, peace, and love will arise within you."

This is from "Daily Teachings of the Secret" that has 365 pages with each different teachings to help you more focus on the positivity in life. As one of my daily ritual, I copy each teaching with hand-writing in the morning or before going to bed.

When I saw the phrase "the life force that breathed your first breath when you were born..." I realised how amazing the life is - from the moment when I was born, I've never stopped breathing so far....perhaps that'd be why life is called the gift. However, I sometimes forget this "being alive". Well, I'm not perfect, so tend to be overwhelmed by some situations going on in my life and there're still some things I'd never get over. However, I think I should not forget that I'm still breathing no matter what happens...

Saturday, 28 November 2009

stir-fried veges & mash

One of my tasks during this summer is to feed myself with healthy food and stir-fried vegetables in oyster sauce with rice or mash always seem simple and nutritional.


I made this the other day; mash was not creamy enough.

 

Pan-fry bacon and garlic first.


Then, add boiled cabbage earlier in water to the pan.
 

potatoes + butter + milk + cream = creamy mash
(guess what is the butter among the cubes in the bowl?)


 I didn't have cream at the moment, so used only butter and milk. Nevertheless, the mash was amazingly creamy!



Then, it's time to enjoy mash and stir-fried bacon & cabbage.

 

The oyster sauce I recently purchased. 
I used to buy the one of 'Lee Kum Kee', but the Coles didn't have that one.

Wednesday, 18 November 2009

Second painting

I just copied an illustration from a book, "You can heal your life" by Louise Hay that I found genuinely fascinating! And I feel I need to imrpove myself including my confidence for some reasons with this book during the upcoming summer.

Tuesday, 29 September 2009

First Drawing

One day, I recalled a book suggested drawing as a way of waking up an inner child. Actually, I've been a bit worried of boredom that I'd have after my best friend'd leave Australia for good. Then, I came up with the idea of drawing for fun. 


While colouring with pastel, I was 200% concentrating on my drawing as if all my soul was aborbed into the sketchbook - I felt I threw out all the tense from my gut. And I think I would keep drawing as long as I get inspired.

Wednesday, 23 September 2009

Orange Sky


As finishing my mid-term exam yesterday, I went to bed, being excited about the mid-break until the long weekend. I opened my eyes this morning, noticing something was weird outside and a bit scared. The sky looked orange like the sun-set. I wasn't sure what made the sky look like that as it was not the sun-rise time when I woke up. The news was saying it was the dust storm, and flights and ferries cancelled. How lucky I am - I didn't have to catch the ferry. My holiday! But such inconvenience for ferry commuters in Manly.

Other than the colour of the sky, I'm actually familiar with dust storm, which comes every Spring from China to Korea. It was really awful - you'd see the yellow sky all the day and it tends to last over a month.

And I recall when I was talking with a classmate from China when I was doing the English course in UTS, Insearch. I told him that we'd have dust storm coming from China every Spring and it was not good at all. Then, that Chinese boy frowned, saying it was not from China, but from Mongolia. To me, there was no difference whether it comes from China or Mongolia as long as Mongolia is located in the inland of China anyway and dust storm is dust storm. Then we started to argue; he kept insisting Mongolia as the origin of dust storm and I was never to yield my argument, supporting with all I've read or learned from what meteorologists said about or news articles about dust storm in Korea... in the end, the boy admitted that the desert in China caused dust storm and spread to Korea and Japan.

Then, where did this dust storm in Sydney come from? It seems too far to fly about 8000km from Chinese desert?