It is April and
Two of my resolutions
Have wildly unmet.
Singapore – April 4, 2020 / 15:00
One of my 2020 resolutions is high price of my company stock price. And in the first quarter I’ve got to accept a bitter fact that it went down to a point that I could not tolerate. It was almost 50% dropped.
I can only hope that it soars up with magical wings slowly and surely. Better future is always the best probability.
The other one is holiday.
There won’t be a short holiday in the first half of the year. September will be without long holiday as there will be more things to cover in the second half of the year after this virus outbreak — if and only if this outbreak is settled by mid of the year.
I can only hope that next year I’ve still got time to have long even longer holiday. Always hoping for the best…. 🥰
This tiny creature called virus has shattered my ego, leaving me a powerless human being with dysfunctional plans and aborted wishes. I don’t blame that virus as they probably naturally live like that. Let’s just make sure that our body is not their nice cozy home to survive.
Thanks, Virus for reminding me to stay humane with all types of broken heart yet to stay alert that the smallest thing can be the most lethal.
I’m sending love to myself and to beloved Coronavirus….
May all beings be happy. 🙏
No need to tell them
That your heart bleeds dry of Love.
Theirs might have bled, too.
Here now with myself
Sometimes we cry in the dark alone because of repeated broken heart. Sometimes you just wanna leave, run somewhere where no hurt can be felt. Don’t! Just stay!
And don’t blame on others that you think have broken your heart. No. The heart is yours to embrace, to love, to fix, to regrow…. You can do it. Don’t tell them how suffering you are because they might suffer at the same level, or even worse.
That we all will value the Love better and never break any heart anymore,
Especially our own heart.
Salaam for all of you who love your heart. Take care.
The link below is where I borrow the picture from, it is a very beautiful writing about heart. The Most Beautiful Heart
Your song pulled me down in to the depth of abyss
Gliding with no weight,
Free falling –
Your tone touched me on the hollow emptiness
Craving for sensations,
Crashing on nothingness.
Your call dragged me along the path that I know well, yet
I am lonely and blind,
Waiting for a map.
Do you know I’ve been here all my life,
All of mine.
You are the breeze that sweeps my draught
The dewdrop that breaks my morning
Then wakes up;
The spark that lights up my flame
The dirt that buries my hope
It is you
That swirls like earth spiraled upwards by tornado,
And travels afar before it hits the door of heaven.
I am taking your hands.
Your weeping cries will always accompany my journey
To you, Ney.
Phnom Pehn – August 2, 2019 – 22:45