beauty
love
joy
peace
faithfulness
gentleness
patience
self-control
(1) The most important thing in life is to learn how to give out love, and to let it come in. His voice dropped to a whisper. "Let it come in. We think we dont deserve love, we think
if we let it in we'll become too soft. But a wise man called Levine said it right. Love is the only rational act. (2) Sometimes, in the mornings, that's when i mourn. I feel around my body,
I move my fingers and my hands--whatever I can still move-- and I mourn for what I've lost. I mourn the slow, insidious way in which I am dying. But then, i stop. I give myself a good cry if
i need it. But then I concentrate on all the good things still in my life. YOU. (3) The culture doesnt encourage us to think about regrets until you're about to die. We're so wrapped up with
egotistical things, career, family, having enough money--trillions of little acts just to keep going. We dont have the habit to stand back and look at our lives "Is this all I want?" You need
someone to probe you in that direction. It doesnt happen automatically. I have found my teacher. Have you found yours? (4) Once you learn how to die, you learn how to live. Listen to that bird
on your shoulder, if you accept that you can die at any time, you might not be as ambitious as you are. (5) Love each other or perish. Family-- nothing else can give you spiritual security. Not
money, not fame. (6) Learn to detach. Dont cling to things, because everything is impermanent. Let the experience penetrate you fully. That's how you are able to leave it. If you dont allow yourself
to go all the way through them, you can never get to being detached. You're too busy being afraid, afraid of pain, grief and vulnerability. Throw yourself into these emotions. Dive in, all the way.
Then, you will know what the emotions are, and detach. (7) You have to find what's good and true and beautiful in your life as it is now. Looking back makes you competitive. And age, is not
competitive. How can I be envious of where you are--when I've been there myself? (8) Devote yourself to loving others, devote yourself to your community and people around you, create something
that gives you meaning. Do the kinds of things that come from the heart. When you do, you wont be dissatified, envious and longing for someone else's things. On the contrary, you'll be overwhelmed
with what comes back. (9) Love is how you stay alive, even after you are gone.Think of my voice and I will be there. (10) Respect, compromise and talk openly. Have a common set of values in life with
your partner. (11) The biggest defect we human beings have is our short-sightedness. Invest in the human family. Invest in those you love and who love you. In the beginning of life, when we were infants,
we need others to survive, right? At the end of life, you need others to survive right? (12) Forgive yourself. Forgive others. Tears are okay. Life is a tension of opposites. (13) As long as we can love
each other, and remember, the feeling of love we had, we can die without ever really going away. Death ends a life, not a rlnship. (14) I love you, Coach. He had finally made me cry.
Above-- excerpts fr Tuesdays with Morrie... (My entries, links and tagboard are in that order -> respectively.)
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Saturday, October 29, 2005
when u are stressed, ur mind tends to wonder and wander alot... that results in strange dreams.. stress from college+stress from books+stress from insects in ur rm---> strange bites---> not fulfilling dreams---> strange dreams.
strange dreams part 2 has begun..
i dreamt that Jh and i reached Changi Airport.. this changi airport looked strange.. it looked more like Aussie airport.. ok, i think i am frequenting aussie airport too much.. the exterior of Changi Airport looked even worse.. it was full of traffic, strange people, shops, traffic lights.. and taxis that do not stop.. mysteriously, jh and i jus popped out in that airport.. my mum and dad were sitting on the bench with her mum n dad.. my mum and dad cant recognize me... =( partly because i have grown too fat anyway. then i went "mum!" she looked at me in the strange way and "orh.." rights, we made our way outta the door which was so freaking near the bench, like right behind.. and that's not the layout of an airport.. then jh's father asked jh to change her shoes into bedroom slippers.. (what????? inconherent thoughts with bedroom slippers??!!) then i told jh's father "aint it easier for her to drive herself home then?" rights..
we left the airport.. and suddenly i was alone with es n jh..then we saw alot of people.. like outside this nike shop directly outside the airport.. we saw Junxi, Kenny Tan, Xingzhe (they dunno him)+ girlfriend, and my college team's softballers... Xingzhe was going to US.. i went to ask the softballers if i can join the college softball.. (see what my damn principal is doing to me.. breathing down my neck, haunting me in my dreams.) i asked and they said "they're full. those ICC stuff are all full." though i was trying to squeeze myself in, even as a reserve. then after that i gave up, see what i mean.. i put in effort, principal never see those effort and give me undue stress.
es, jh and i walked into the nike shop in an attempt to fulfill my request of buying sth nike. haha. cant imagine. even in my dreams, i am that mad.. suddenly, es n jh disappeared.. back to my parents together with me.. we were trying to flag for a taxi.. in this strangely conjested place DIRECTLY outside the airport.. with the traffic lights and stuff.. and none of the taxis stopped.. i swear that there were at least ten which were empty.. this mad guy kept on trying to steal my taxi.. until i had to tell him.. "Uncle, i came here first alright." and then i moved spots.. mum crossed to the other side of the road to flag a cab.. while dad stayed with me. suddenly, i checked my hp.. and it read "choose network. orange, apple, pear." WHAT?! (though i have activated my 3 roaming.. orange, apple and pear networks do not exist in Singapore.) strange..
dream ended with dad flagging a cab, and u-turning over to fetch mum.. and me, of course finally going home.
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moral of this dream= when u are stressed, you tend to feel homesick and want to go home and thus, imprinting in ur dreams.. number 2, it reads what i feel.. when parents are not w me, first 2 pp with me are es n jh.. number 3, i am strange. i am weird.
-bree- sigh.
*brena*; timed 10:12 AM