Refueled

One evening, I thought where I needed to go and come back home was within walking distance, my kind of walking distance. To travel light, I brought only the essentials - some cash, phone and house keys.

It was my bad. I didn't check the actual distance. I was way too assuming.

Going there, the distance was double of what I had thought to be. Will I by now still come back the same way so to let my yes be yes?

The stubborn me refused to use cash money to take a bus as it would cost me more compared to using the travel card. Though it would be just a little bit more, really little, I gave in to my stubbornness to stay with what I have originally planned to do - walk.

This assumption met with another assumption. I thought the path home would be the same old, same old.

I forgot it was at night.

Wow!! What was rather common during the day turned out to be astounding when night sky fell and the street lights shone. I was literally forced to pause to take pictures. Waters, leaves, bushes, flowers, footpaths, benches...the quietness, the serenity, the stillness.

What an aesthetic night walk which refueled my senses, my soul. Borrow a quote - Spending time out in nature can refuel the senses and creative reserves. So true. And I am definitely all for it - for the most welcome creative reserves as an artist.

Resurrection

After 10 years of silence, I am back.

The other day, around Good Friday on 19/4/19, I was just thinking about blogging and the very next day, a dear friend suggested this idea too. To me, that's a confirmation that I should go ahead.

Resurrection Sunday on 21/4/19 just passed and that's the reason for this post title.

What's impossible is impossible.
What was dead can come out alive.

Lazarus, come forth!!! Remove all the grave clothes from him. Then they dined together.

What should I call this?

Since middle of August 2009, I had the privilege to be in a new work. Thus far, I have travelled to that same place a few times in these short few months.

The shortest trip was 3 days. The longest was 3 weeks. Not always staying in the same city but from that city, we get to go to the east & the north. It's intense because the move was fast-paced.

Personally, it was a great learning curve. I do not know how to put a word to it. I wonder if God is gently moving me to where I have prayed for - that prayer made when I opened my mouth wide.

At that time, I thought that's an arrogant request. By the way, who are you? Who do you think you are? Nonetheless, I still tried to ask, to dream, & to see if it will come to pass. I think God works in such a way that I have to look back to see the path walked. That will be thanksgiving - looking back to praise His wondrous works. Then at the same time, I am to look forward - to obtain the prize. At present, remember He is leading. Thank God.

Right now, I am taking a break. I am with part of my family, which is always a time well spent.

16 November 2009