True Love ....

Everytime I look into your eyes, I fall in love again. I know that I've only known you for less than a tenth of my life, but I feel like I've known you since the dawn of time.I'm never tire of looking at your pictures, reading your SMS that you've sent to me. All of these things keep me so happy and feeling so blessed that I have truly found the one person that I want to spend eternity with. You are the only person on earth that has ever been able to calm me down when I get worked up. Talking to you makes my day great.I could have a crappy day at work, but at night when I get to talk and think of you, you lift my gloomy spirits. You never makes me feel like I can have a bad day, and that is so uplifting to me.
Like I say so many times, you're my Angel, sent from Heaven above to be my one and only. Your touch can excite me. When we are together, I wonder if you're really there, or did I just had a sweet dream.Having this chance of dedication, I wish you'd find your truth happiness one day.Your name will always be kept in my dairy. Wherever I am in life, no matter what happen, it'll never change.

You Just Have to Stop Looking In Order To See

Student, teacher, Why coach… here to support and inspire others as that is what inspires me!

“When the student is ready, the teacher will appear.”

You may have heard the line that when we look for something and find it, it is always in the very last place we look. Well, I realized recently that this isn’t always the case.

My Why is to inspire and support others to live an inspiring life. I have embraced my Why, and my hope is that by reading this you will be inspired in some way that helps you. However until very recently I was denying my Why. For the last four years I’ve been on a personal development journey and while I love exploring new ideas and experiences, I have also felt very frustrated that I just couldn’t find my path. I was searching and searching, but I just couldn’t get clear on what I was meant to be doing with my life.

Then a few weeks ago, I heard someone say that often we know our Why; that there is a voice inside that calls to us, but sometimes we pretend not to hear. My first reaction was that of course this didn’t apply to me. I was actively looking for my Why, so surely I would know it when I saw it. Then someone else said almost the same thing: that when we say we don’t know what we are meant to do with our life, deep down we know that we know.

So I started pondering this idea, and I tried to quiet my mind instead of frantically searching. And then the most amazing thing happened. I was watching a video of someone else talking about finding their Why, and in an instant, I knew mine. Perhaps it was the tears streaming down my face that gave it away. But at that moment, I knew I wanted to inspire others to live an inspiring life; in that moment I owned it. And I realized that I had known my Why for a long time, but I had been playing small, and I had allowed myself to question – who was I to be inspiring, who was I to want to change the world.

I came to another realization in that moment of clarity. I had been seeking and I thought that I couldn’t find it. But in reality, I had found but wouldn’t see. So I now had a choice. I could try and forget that I had found my Why and I could go back to my personal development journey and I could continue to search and play small. And I knew that if I chose that path, it would be as if I was ever so slowly killing myself; I would be rejecting my true self a little more each day. The idea of doing that now makes me cry. The alternative was that I could embrace my Why and ask better questions. Who am I not to inspire? Who am I not to use all that I have learned to inspire others? My very existence has changed the world already, so why not live my Why and make the world even better?

I appreciate now that there were many times in the past that I caught a glimpse of my Why. Okay, maybe it wasn’t a glimpse – maybe it was as clear as day, and yes, I know it’s not really a maybe either. I clearly found my Why four years ago, but I allowed myself to pretend otherwise. I bought into something many of us do, and that is to think it is being humble to play small. Let me say this: it’s not. If all the people who have inspired me throughout my life had chosen to play small, my life wouldn’t be as rich.

My advice to you, as you seek your Why, is that when you find it, please stop looking. Please embrace it and live it and share it with the world. Share your unique gifts, your insights, your passions. Only you can be you… so listen to that voice that is calling and allow yourself to hear.

Thank You..

I believe cancer has given me a new life. My priorities have changed. I feel as though my heart beats with more meaning. Now, I try not to squander away my heart beats on frustration and anger, but instead to spend them on happiness and laughter. So you will not see me CRY...

Special dedication to my 2 wonderful friend NZ and Alvine Nathan

To NZ and Alvine, I wish i know a way to say thank you for the beautiful friendship you guys have shown me..God sent both at the right moment. Once again..thanks guys..for the wonderful friendship.

Why GOD Gave Us Friends

GOD knew that everyone needs
Companionship and cheer,
He knew that people need someone
Whose thoughts are always near.

He knew they need someone kind
To lend a helping hand.
Someone to gladly take the time
To care and understand.

GOD knew that we all need someone
To share each happy day,
To be a source of courage
When troubles come our way.

Someone to be true to us,
Whether near or far apart.
Someone whose love we'll always
Hold and treasure in our hearts.

That's Why GOD Gave Us Friends! It takes more than caring To be a real friend; The nature of friendship; Requires a blend Of warmest compassion And love deep and true To reach and to comfort The way that you do. Because I can see That your kind of friendship Is priceless to me.

The Best Thing I Have done - To be an Organ Donor

My dad freaked out when I showed him the card that shows I am an organ donor. He said he will not allow anyone to take anything from my dead body. Rather than i feed the worm and maggots and go to waste, its only right that i give them to people who really need those organs.There are two reasons that it’s important to commit to donation. The first is obvious, but the second just occurred to me. First, one donor can save and improve the lives of dozens of other people, so we should all donate, if we can—it’s a rare privilege, actually, to die in a way that permits you to be a donor.

Second, because so few people do die in a way that allows their organs to be used, it’s critical to have an enormous base of potential donors. By committing to donation, and by telling other people that you’ve done so, you help create a culture in which it’s expected that people donate their organs. These cultural expectations make a big difference. Littering, wearing seat belts, driving after drinking, smoking in restaurants … just in my lifetime, I’ve seen huge shifts in the expectations for behavior. If “everyone” signs up to be an organ donor, everyone will sign up to be an organ donor.

Now, if you have a principled reason not to donate, fine. You get a pass. But ask yourself this: If you needed a kidney, would you accept one from a donor? If your child or sweetheart needed a kidney, would you put that name on the list? If you answer yes, then do your part. Sign up yourself.

Also, if you’re concerned about the exploitation of people in other countries for their organs, you undermine the demand for those organs by committing to donation.

It’s not a principled or religious belief that prevents many people from signing up—nope, we neglect to sign up from sheer laziness or from a vague desire to avoid thinking about death. Are those good reasons to neglect to do something so easy and so important?

Maybe you’re feeling frantically busy, so you can’t volunteer at that soup kitchen, or maybe you’re feeling strapped for cash, so you can’t donate to support your local library. Here’s a good deed of enormous significance that you can do in less than a minute. Sign up Now!. Tell your family! Remember, you'll get a big rush of happiness from the knowledge that you've done something to help other people. Do good, feel good.

And never forget, one day you might be the person waiting for that call from the hospital. Someone reading this post right now may be inspired to sign up to donate the kidney that will save your life next year. So sign up yourself. I PLEDGED TO DONATE EVERY ORGAN THAT IS USABLE AFTER I AM DISMISSED...HOW ABOUT YOU?

I love every bit of my life

Everyone has dreams...what they want in their life and how they want their life to be and most people always dream of a perfect ideal life.As I find myself in my 40s, I feel that I am poised now to be living my most authentic life, because I have had more experience with what works for me and what doesn’t. While authenticity is something I always believed in, it has taken time, trial and error to really grab a hold of what it means to me and how I live that out. That is not to say I have it all figured out, I’m still learning and adjusting. I’m still on the journey of discovery and growth.
When I was "a wife", I thought my authentic self was destined to live in some sort of dreamy environment. You know, if I worked hard enough at it I could have the spotlessly clean house, cute cherub children, the perfectly decorated home. It seemed natural for me, as I had grown up in a few homes that were close to most people’s definition of perfection. I had dreamed of my perfect fairytale life as a wife and mom ever since I was little. That was all I knew and it seemed like a realistic option! But as my ex husband and I carved our own way in life, it became clear to me that life was different in my new family than it was in my original one. Not better or worse, just different. I had some adjusting to do.
The difficulty I ran into with the perfection route was something always suffered when I tried to achieve it. Contrary to my original assessment of what life as an adult would be like, I was not in a position to do it all. And usually what suffered were things I held dear. I lacked the time and/or money for my expectations and that led to feelings of discontent and frustration. It took awhile for me to realize that I was running ahead full steam in a direction that I thought was important, when really it wasn’t what I valued the most or was capable of achieving. My priorities confused me and left me wondering if that was how life was supposed to feel.So, in the process of redefining how I live, I had to reconcile the parts of me that loved a beautiful environment and the parts of me that couldn’t keep that up!
I wanted to live a “beautiful life” and it was important to me to do so for many reasons, but I didn’t always have the money or the time to do things the way I wanted to. I wanted to be true to who I was, but I didn’t know how.As time has marched on, I have had to redefine for myself what a beautiful life looked like.It was an exhausting exercise in trying to find authenticity. Looking back, I thought if I got everything arranged in life just so, the right house, the right career, the right yard, the right decorating and the right size of house, authenticity and contentment would fall into place. True, if where you are at in life is completely inappropriate for you (your house is way too expensive for your income, for example), then switching homes might be a good idea. And sometimes making a move is just what you need to do to change your life. But still, many times in life when I made a decision to move or re-do something, my focus might have been off. I would solve one or two problems and create a half dozen more.
What I have learned for myself is that the goal is not always to make everything perfect around me, but to LIVE fully, to the best of my ability, wherever I am. It is being content to balance my life with what God gives me! I have had to change my focus and perception of how I look at life. Yes, sometimes that means moving to a new house, remodeling or getting a new job in order to live more fully. But sometimes that means projects remain undone for years at a time (my backyard, for instance, GASP!) so I can redirect my time and resources to something else that is more important to me.

Circumstances will ebb and flow, but now that I am fully embracing authentic living, my intent remains the same in spite of my circumstances or whims. Authentic living isn’t necessarily being frugal in every way or living simply, as some people do, it is living on purpose and with purpose according to what I have been given. I have to make sacrifices in order to fully live with contentment in the moments I have. I can’t chase down authenticity or find it somewhere else, nor can I have every duck in a row at all times. Authenticity looks different at my house than it might look at your house. You can’t necessarily spot someone who is living authentically just because of the car they drive, the kind of house they live in, the things they have, or the place they buy their groceries.Authenticity is a series of personal decisions I make every day. While I sometimes think it would be great to go back in time and make life a “do over” I’m content where I am today. Life isn’t perfect, struggles still loom over us and some uncertainty of our future remains. But I’m happy to just fully live in the moments I’m given. Thank you Allah..for every single bit of my life

P/S: By my loose definition, authentic living is living a life that works for you, instead of struggling against the one you have been given. It is finding satisfaction, contentment and fulfillment in the present. It is living on purpose and with purpose. And, perhaps more importantly, it is a life where we are useful to people around us because we are able to give of ourselves in the way we want to