07.10.09
Walking Down that Isle
Since the beginning of May this year, I’ve turned from normal-Tina (it’s all relative) into what my friends call the Wedding Organizilla (as opposed to Bridezilla). Those who have seen me running around like a madwoman on fire would mistake me as the one walking down the isle and organising the wedding of the lifetime. How very wrong they are.
It’s actually my big brother’s wedding & my sis-in-law Amy. Not sure how I happened to get the job as being the Wedding Planner, especially considering I’ve only attended a handful of “real” weddings in my lifetime. “Real” as in the “real-deal” walking down the isle wedding; not just the reception banquet with the thank-yous-all-very-much-for-coming-have-another-couple-of-drinks speeches.
So anyway, one of the first things I did was talk to the Bride&Groom (B&G) about what they want. The original idea was a white wedding in a stainless window church with everyone-under-the-winter-sun invited to it. There would be the whole walking-down-the-isle to gospel music and me as the flower girl throwing petals after the B&G (I thought it would be entertaining, to say the least). There would be a three tiered wedding cake (I’m told the top two tiers are fake, and only the bottom was edible cake. The things you learn!) and strictly NO DANCING.
Following the church wedding we would have photoshooting around the Rocks, Mrs Macquarie’s Chair, Wollomolloo, La Perouse, etc etc.
After all’s done, we would have the dinner reception at a Chinese Restaraunt in the city. The usual big Asian banquet style with an imaginatively-named menu. E.g., the desert is called “100 years of good companionship” which is just the usual desert drink you get at the end of a Chinese meal.
Now, being a girl of detail, there must be a colour theme to this wedding. Both B&G’s favourite colour is lilac (they even have a feature wall in their apartment painted light purple – that’s fanatic but looks good), so our theme colour was purple and cream for the morning wedding, and purple and silver for the night reception. This meant all invitations, decorations, flowers, bouquets, car deco, gift boxes, and even bridesmaid dresses and best men ties were all liliac, or shades of purple and cream/ silver.
All was PERFECT – in my mind.
THEN………….
We had issues booking a church – so church idea SCRAPED.
We had issues booking restaraunt in city – so restaraunt SCRAPED.
Actually it all started when the original Wedding Planner pissed off the B&G (Bad move) – So Wedding Planner guy DUMPED.
Then we couldn’t decide whether we want to give chocolates to guests as gifts, and in the end – chocolate idea REJECTED.
Then the photo shoot on Wedding Day was changed to another day.
Then as the wedding got more and more casual, the purple idea faded as well (my dress is peach/ orange in colour…)
BUT……………….
Instead we now have a Buddhist Wedding in a monastery.
And the dinner reception will be at Pymont’s Fishmen Chinese Restaraunt, where we have half the restaraunt divided just for us (with the bar!) and FREE PARKING.
And for gifts we bought a whole heap of soap-carved roses from a family friend, which are so beautiful we’ve kept a whole heap for ourselves!
And we have the pre-wedding photo shoot this Sunday, which is much better than rushing it on the wedding day.
And we still have some things purple, some things orange, some things….oh it’s a colourful wedding!
And most importantly, we have a Wedding Planner doing it all for free, on call 24/7 and has a few surprises up her sleeve for the B&G.
SO ALL IN ALL………….
I think it’s going to be ok!
And if it goes well, that’s another thing I can add to my “Life CV” along with all the other “little projects” I currently have on in my life at the moment! I think I’m going to have to ask for some 34 hour days to fit it all in!
WALKING DOWN THAT ISLE
I’ve learnt a really valuable lesson in all of this. I’ve been reassured many many times that no matter how much I plan, surprises are waiting to pounce and nothing will turn out the way I planned it. Just the fact that our original plan has made a complete 180 degree turn shows this.
As we look down that isle of life, we can imagine ourselves walking down it. Some may imagine how graceful, beaming, and loved we feel at that moment. Some may be looking forward to seeing their partner waiting at the end. Some may picture the people we love watching as we pass them by. Others may be worried about the right que to wonder in, or wonder which bast**d would trip us over. But until we take that first step, and the next, we will never know. And once we do, that’s a new beginning in a new journey down our isle – and there’s no way to know what will happen on our walk down, and what awaits us at the end.
A thousand mile journey………..
begins with one step………….
06.30.09
Legacy
So the King is dead. MoonWalked his way out.
The news of Wacko Jacko’s passing spread as fast as the jokes. People acted incredibly quickly to the news – fans and collectors stampeded to get Jacko’s albums (including those that had laid latent and forgotten) and tight-ass die-hard fans downloaded whatever they could get their fingers on. Anyone who was anybody came forward to pay their tribute – sobbing speeches, charity concerts, tribute songs. In fact, the tribute song “Better on the other side” feat. The Game, Chris Brown, Diddy, Usher, Mario Winans, Boyz II Men and other leading artists, exceeds 100,000 plays within a couple of days. Though it’s probably because it’s available for free download. Before long, Jacko’s hits were back onto the charts, as if they had suddenly been rediscovered again.
The long and short of it is on Thursday 25 June 2009, no one turned their minds to the latest happenings of Mr Jackson, no shop turned their minds to ordering more Jacko stock. But once his death was announced on the morning of Friday 26 June 2009, Jacko was back and everyone missed him already.
Same thing happened with Princess Di. I remember just a week prior to her announced death Dolly magazine (I was still in High School ok!) had nominated her in the “Not hot” category as opposed to the “what’s hot” category. The next Dolly issue had a full tribute to Princess Di and all the wonderful things she’s done blah blah blah.
It’s no wonder that poor unknown artists often joke that once they die, they’ll be rich. Too bad they won’t be there to know it, let alone enjoy it.
It makes me wonder, then, whether the value of their art lies in the piece of art itself, or in the pricelessness of a piece of art by an artist who will never again recreate it.
Wacko Jacko’s death left a legacy of music, dance, and fans. It also left a legacy of rumours, law suits, judgement, and of course, cruel jokes about kids.
I wonder what legacy I will leave when I pass away. A photo album of memories, a blog full of words, a room full of ’stuff’, a mark here, another mark there. A figment of someone’s memory a few years down the track – “Oh yes, I remember her…crazy little thing she was…”
I once wanted children because I thought I could give them the best of what I’ve got, teach them all that I know, and set them on the right way. I saw in them an extension of my life after I leave this life; my legacy survives in them.
I had also hoped that the people I have touched in this life would remember me, and it would be my greatest joy to know that I had changed someone’s life for the better in whatever small way it might be. That in itself would be enough to make my life a life that was worth it after all.
And now? I think I still have the same sentiments, except now I am less concerned as to whether my legacy is left and lives on after I die. I am so content with the life I have lived, so happy with the marks I have made, that even if it’s eventually forgotten that the source of the change was me, it matters not.
So while others leave their legacy in their wills, their art, their families, their writing on the wall…I hope my legacy is without form, without dependency on my name, just a source of happiness that passes through someone’s life like a refreshing breeze on a warm summer’s day.
06.29.09
The Paradoxes of our Time
I’m sure you would have read the text below, but still would like to share it as a reminder to keep life and its elements in proper perspective.
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The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers,
wider Freeways, but narrower view points.
We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less.
We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time.
We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment,
more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.
We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry,
stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values.
We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.
We’ve learned how to make a living, but not a life.
We’ve added years to life not life to years.
We’ve been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor.
We conquered outer space but not inner space.
We’ve done larger things, but not better things.
We’ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul.
We’ve conquered the atom, but not our prejudice.
We write more, but learn less.
We plan more, but accomplish less.
We’ve learned to rush, but not to wait.
We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever,
but we communicate less and less.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character,
steep profits and shallow relationships.
These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes.
These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands,
overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill.
It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom.
A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose
either to share this insight, or to just hit delete…
Remember, spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.
Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because
that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.
Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure
you can give with your heart and it doesn’t cost a cent.
Remember, to say, ‘I love you’ to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it.
A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.
Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.
Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.
AND ALWAYS REMEMBER: Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
- George Carlin
06.17.09
Flirting with danger
I get a phone call from a girlfriend of mine today who’s having “boy problems”. To protect her confidentiality, I don’t want to talk about her story, so I’ll use my own personal story from long ago to illustrate the conundrum instead.
I was seeing this guy, and mid way through the relationship I noticed he was always flirting with a particular girl, who he had a really good relationship with. At first I thought nothing of it, thinking it’s just part of his personality to be sociable, etc etc. Didn’t want to deprive him of his friends, etc etc. I’m not really the jealous type, and I was trying to be an understanding girlfriend, blah blah blah. Anyways, this flirting went on for a while until I realised perhaps it’s not flirting for fun – this guy might have real feelings for this girl!
So I did what a good understanding girlfriend would do and confronted him about it. In a real blase way, he admitted that he flirts with her, but only in a playful way – it’s just how he is. So I did what a good understanding girlfriend would do and gave him the benefit of the doubt.
Well, despite knowing how I felt about it all, he continued flirting with her…right in front of me! For a while, I did what a good understanding girlfriend would do and pretended like it didn’t affect me. I mean, he tells me he loves me so I should trust him, right? At first glance, some may say the problem is that I’m being jealous, overly possessive and possibly irrational. Actually, I was none of those. I never acted out of negative emotions to be spiteful or nasty to either of them. I was still friends with the girl and had no intention of ruining their relationship, so I know I wasn’t jealous – but why did it still hurt?
Eventually, it dawned on me why it hurted so much. It wasn’t that the flirting I was angry at, it wasn’t the suspected infidelity that destroyed my trust in him (even to today I believe he didn’t cheat on me) … what really upset me at the end of the day was the fact that he knew how I felt and continued with his behaviour regardless. It was a blatant disregard for my feelings and a self-centredness for his own.
So in the end I did what a good understanding girlfriend would do. I didn’t try to change him, didn’t try to destroy his relationships with other women, didn’t yell and scream at him, didn’t make him feel guilty, and definitely didn’t victimise myself. As his good understanding girlfriend, I did what he wanted – to not be affected by his flirtatious behaviour. What I did was simply let the relationship fade out with indifference.
The happy ending to the story is I’m still friends with both of them. I still believe the relationship they have/ had is innocent, so I haven’t had to accuse anyone of infidelity. However, the experience gave me insight into our relationship and to see it for what it was.
So……….to my friend who’s in need, to anyone who might be experiencing what I had experienced…………….I hope you see the truth to your situation.
To those on the opposite end, sometimes we can be oblivious to how our partner reacts to our words, our actions, our feelings, our intentions. If she’s strong enough to tell you what is bothering her, don’t make her have to tell you again because you’ve made the same mistake twice. If you feel her interpretation is wrong, or you don’t understand where she’s coming from, then take the time to right the wrong and to really listen to what she has to say and really feel how she’s feeling.
At the end of the day, everyone has something that ticks them off and everyone draws their line somewhere. Know what ticks them off, and know the limit. Even if it’s irrational to you, that doesn’t justify blatantly ignoring it. Otherwise it might be you who she ends up ignoring!
06.14.09
Becoming a Quarter-Centurian
Yes it’s official. I’ve turned a quarter of a century, lived 2.5 decades already. In short – I’m old. So what did I do? Partied like it’s 2009 of course!
I just want to say a THANK YOU VERY MUCH to all those who’ve accompanied me on this short journey and those who shared my special moment of turning the big 2-5 yesterday with me. It’s been quite the journey and I know some of you may even wonder how I ever managed to make it to 25 without collapsing from exhaustion. Those who know me well, would know I’ve always got at least three projects going on at the same time, usually doing five different things at once, and living 34-hour days quite happily. So in a way, I’m not really 25 years old, more like 35!
But I wouldn’t have done it without my friends and family.
Family. You know, literally from the moment I was born, my family has always done everything they could to give me the best of everything. Even in our poorer years – when everyone slept on hard wooden floors, I still had a bed. Not much has changed – except now everyone has beds too!
Friends. I think 90% of my laughter comes from my friends (10% at laughing at myself!) Thank you all for being there for me when I needed someone to laugh, cry, party with, try new things, talk about the world and share about ourselves. Thanks for teaching me that life is made up of moments, and moments are made by the relationships we have with others.
So thank you … glad we got each other to grow old together!
06.02.09
A Simple Thank You

You ever been blamed for something you didn’t do? Or unacknowledged for work done? Ever expect a ‘thank you’ but got a ‘you could’ve done it better’ comment instead?
Whether at work, at home, with friends or family, then genuine “Thank you’ can go astray sometimes.
When the feeling of unappreciation visits, feelings of deflation and demotivation follow soon after. More familiar symptoms are thoughts of, “Why bother?” and “Who cares?”
Unappreciation is different from the other extreme of praise-seeking. Where the latter constantly requires reassurance and seeks out ‘thank-you-what-would-I-do-without-you’ remarks, unappreciation isn’t about egotistic flatter. It is about honest value in oneself, and the discrepency between that and the value others have on you.
The complication arises in the value we place for ourselves. We may see that we are worth 100 because of A,B,C but others only see us as being worth 60 because we can’t do D,E,F or don’t have G,H,I.
The follow-on effect is victimisation. When we feel unappreciated, we tend to feel as if we work so hard, and others either don’t see it or they don’t work hard enough. If this continues, it’ll turn into anger and self-pity as we wallow in self-righteousness without (ironically) appreciating what others are doing.
Or we may feel unappreciated, but the appreciation has been shown in different forms. A common contemporary example in this slow economy is pay rates. Income has long been associated as an indicator of performance (for the middle-tiered worker anyway). Yet the recent pay cuts we have no doubt read about are often made out of financial necessity rather than as a reflection of performance. It’s little wonder that the morale of the company is not jumping with joy. What to do?
Income is only one indicator of performance. It’s important to keep in mind the purpose of a job. Know why people work. Money might be the common factor, but there are also higher ideals – such as making a difference to others’ lives, building the foundation of our career, self-satisfaction for the work done, or as a way of self-development. It could simply be to know we are good at what we do – self value. Whatever it is – if you know what fulfills someone in the work they do, build on that. Do this with your colleagues, employees or even just the anonymous strangers who give you your daily coffee. Show your appreciation – appropriately:

Another example is in relationships. Mums are a great example. When was the last time we thanked mum for doing chores around the house, or just for caring (or in my case, nagging). When was the last time we thanked our partners for being there for us when we need a shoulder to cry on, or for the tiny acts of kindness they do? When was the last time we thanked the stranger sweeping the floor, or the bus driver as we step off the bus?
The final example is appreciation for oneself. Feeling unappreciated has a lot to do with self-insecurity. If we are looking to external sources for comfort and acknowledgement, it’s indicative of the fact that we are not completely happy with ourselves. So take the time to appreciate what you have done, what you have got, and what you can do. It’s ok to be proud of your achievements once in a while.
“Act without needing acknowledgement”- easier said than done. However, it’s also easier to be done if what we are doing is done out of happiness. If we are happy doing charity, for example, there is no need for a thank you. If we are happy in the act of giving, then there is no need for any returns. Finally, and most importantly, if we are happy with ourselves, then there is no need for any acknowledgement for our self-value is already full to the brim.
05.19.09
The Silent Treatment

At some point in a woman’s life, she would have given a man the Silent Treatment. This could involve acting completely blase towards him without batting an eyelid, ignoring him completely while looking right through him, and treating him as part of the background furniture.
At some point in a man’s life, he would have had the unfortunate experience of this Silent Treatment. At this point, the man is quite likely to have the following thoughts running through his head
- What’s wrong with her now?
- Hope this isn’t going to last too long. I need to know where she hid all my comics.
- Thank goodness. Now we can get some peace and quiet around here.
- Is it the time of the month again already?
- What’s on TV?
- I wonder what I’ve done that’s ticked her off this time.
I personally doubt many men would consider this last thought; perhaps only the smarter of the male species would actually guess this, and quite likely they would be right.
So what’s going through the woman’s head when she metamorphoses into an Ice Queen:
- This man isn’t even worth me wasting my breath on him.
- I’ll be the bigger person and NOT yell at him about what he did wrong. If he can’t figure out what he did then he’s obviously not sorry for it. [NB: the man most likely really doesn't know what he has done wrong anyway.]
- I’m so angry that if I open my mouth, I won’t know what will come out of it. Better to shut it.
- I’m not so sure about why I’m upset at him, but I’m pretty sure it was something important. Perhaps if I don’t say anything but make it known that I’m upset, he could guess it instead. [Ladies, this ain't gonna happen!]
- I’m so tired I can’t be bothered having a conversation.
- What’s on TV?
So as you can see, women give the silent treatment because they are upset about something, and sometimes that something to the man is really nothing. Perhaps the male logic is that if she was seriously upset about something, then she should speak out about it. Yet to the woman, there are some things that just cannot be said. For example, if she tells her partner that she’s upset he didn’t get her a Valentine’s present, even if he did later on, it’s just not the same. Or if she told him she needs more tenderness from him, it’s already tainted.
One primary reason why women get upset at men is because they think their man doesn’t care enough, or at least fail to show that care. So they seek affection in their partner by making the partner have to work for the woman’s affections again. Yet at the end of the day, women are generally more sensitive to the subtleties of affection than men. Women are great romantics, and can come up with very sweet gestures of love, tender and care. To men, this is more of a learned skill (and a difficult one too), rather than something instinctive. For those who are able to do this become the charmers of the male pack.
On the flip side, there is a complete reverse reason for why women give the silent treament. While some women use it to get affection, others use it to lose affection. Some women are very protective of their independence, their motivations, or even their heart. So they build a wall between themselves and their man, creating issues when none exist, to provide enough reasons for themselves to not fall in love with the man. Silly, I know, but I’ve seen this happen.
So where to from here? Communication is key in any relationship, and prolonged Silent Treatment can be detrimental. For women, we need to be open enough to speak with out partner, instead of bottling our anger, upset and frustrations inside of us. We may find that once we speak about it, it becomes resolved or we see how silly it was for us to be upset in the first place.
For men, on behalf of the whole women race I say – be a man and treat her right! Pamper her, love her, show you care about her, value her, and never take her for granted. Don’t let the seed of doubt fester in her mind. In return, she will show you the same love, respect and tenderness that would melt the iciest Ice Queen.
05.18.09
Mudita & Upekkha Pavillions Ceremony @ Sunnataram Monastery
Two out of the four Immeasurable Minds (Brahmaviharas)
These four qualities are: Metta (Loving-Kindness), Karuna (Compassion), Mudita (Sympathetic Joy) and Upekkha (Equanimity)
to the Enshrinement of the pinnacles of the Four Corner Pagodas
Each of these pagodas housing the holy relics of the Buddha’s closest disciples, of which the pagodas are named after – Venerable Ananda (cousin and personal attendant to the Buddha), Venerable Sariputa (Right-hand chief disciple of the Buddha), Venerable Moggallana (Left-hand chief disciple of the Buddha), and Venerable Sivali (foremost in monastic requisites).
Details
Where: 13 Teudts Road, Bundanoon
Contact: Tina (E) Tinlala@gmail.com
You can also contact Sunnataram Forest Monastery directly for more information.
For more information, please visit: http://www.sunnataram.org/

05.15.09
Letting go of the one you love (3)
It’s interesting the words searched in Google that bring readers to my site. Today, the following search terms were made:
| letting go of love | 2 |
| self-confidence | 2 |
| tina ng | 2 |
| songs about mums nagging kids to eat cer | 1 |
| space shots of earth | 1 |
| love and happiness quotes | 1 |
| buddhist prayer of protection | 1 |
| buddha and the four elements | 1 |
| chinese love poem | 1 |
| dreaming of a person you want to be | 1 |
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Besides my name and searches about self-confidence, the most frequently searched term has to do with letting go of people we love. In fact, my two entries, Letting go of the one you love Part (1) and Part (2) are amongst the most popular of my articles. It’s indicative of the type of issues facing the world today. After all, attachment to getting or prolonging what we like but can’t have, and attachment to ridding what we don’t like, is the primary cause of our unhappiness. It is little wonder then, for those realising this truth, that the need to let go is the best solution to our problems.
Yet although we may see so clearly the need to let go, doing it is a completely different level altogether. No doubt you would have experienced at some point a need to let go of something. You may have all the reasons lined up to justify ending the relationship or habit, and yet when the moment of truth comes…you crumble and fall again into the trap of desire, security and excuses. You fail yourself, once more.
So…what to do?
If you’re expecting this entry to tell you the easy way out, I’ll tell you to get real. The truth is letting go is difficult, and the more you are attached to the thing, the more difficult the process of non-attachment is. And if you’re expecting to wake up the next day with all your attachments gone, disappeared overnight, you’re in for a rude awakening.
Despite how difficult it is, and how long the process could be, it’s not impossible and it’s not never ever. Another good news is the process of non-attachment gets easier each time. You learn from each experience. Each time a loved one leaves us, or a relationship breaks up, or a job lost, or a car stolen, it is an experience. Granted that the experience is unlikely to be a good one; it might feel as if the ground has been pulled from beneath our feet and we are left unbalanced, vulnerable and broken.
Yet slowly we come to terms with the situation, we come to accept it, we come to deal with it in whatever way we know how, because there is no other way. And it is through this trial and error process that we learn to deal with the emotional loss left in our lives. But through these losses we gain – we gain maturity in our approach to problems, wisdom in putting our priorities into perspective, and skills to deal with future losses.
People deal with their losses differently. Some like to be around company to comfort and support them. Others need solitude to think it all through without having to face external pressures. Some turn to external help such as counseling, charity work, or traveling. Some turn to nasty intoxicants such as alcohol and drugs, without properly facing up to the issue at hand. Some turn to internal soul-nourishment, such as prayer, meditation and self-reflection. Some of these techniques are long-lasting and gets to the core of the attachment, while others only provides temporary comfort by covering the attachment with further attachments (such as addictions to stimulants, or food and shopping!).
I have found that four things are needed for the recovery process towards truly letting go for good.
The first is time. With time, wounds are healed, hearts are mended and tears are dried. With time, the emotionally-charged views we hold may slowly change as we see the situation with better-adjusted eyes. With time and distance from the attachment object, we can move on. With time, you can’t rush, but be patient and have faith that things will eventually turn out ok.
The second is wisdom. With wisdom, you can truly see the situtation for what it is and for what the attachment is worth. With wisdom, you can put the attachment into perspective of impermanence – afterall, all conditioned things will come to an eventual end, what is the use to be attached to it? With wisdom, you can see that your decision to let go is correct, and that should strength your determination to do what is right.
The third is effort. With effort, you work towards fulfilling your determination or promise to yourself to let go. With effort, you can encourage yourself to continue on the right path no matter how tempting it is to return to the attachment. With effort, you can master the greatest difficulty of all.
The fourth and final factor is the one most people neglect. I have found this factor to be the primary difference between success and failure, between letting go superficially and letting go truly. And this factor is love.With love, you can turn anger to forgiveness, jealousy to well-wishing, greed to generosity, and selfishness to selflessness. With love, you can turn your focus away from doing what is best for you, to doing what is best for others. With love, you can do what’s right for the sake of other people’s happiness, and inevitably it will also be what’s right for yourself. With love, you will realise unconditional care. With love, you can find strength in times of difficulty and wavering. With love, you can do the unbelievable.
Life is full of challenges. A series of hurdles to be jumped, rivers to cross and mountains to climb. Yet with every hurdle jumped, that’s another leap forward. With every river crossed, that’s another drift closer to the great ocean. With every mountain climbed, that’s another peak conquered. When you’ve reached the highest point and look down, you wouldn’t be frowning at the troubles beneath your feet but you will be smiling with pride at what you’ve achieved. So even with your dying breath, you will be able to smile at all that you’ve achieved in life, not because they came to you easy, but because you strived and won. You won’t be able to take with you your relationships and possessions to your grave, but after so many rehearsals, you will be ready to let go for the last time – finally and ultimately.
05.08.09
Prejudice
In our politically-correct society, we like to believe that we aren’t prejudicial, aren’t racist, aren’t sexist. In this land of young and free, we like to think we do give people a fair-go.
Yet at times, our social conditioning of embedded stereotyping surfaces its ugly rear, and we are shocked to see just how deep our prejudices are, and how shallow our minds can be.
Let’s face it, in our minds we do hold a face for wealth, a face for beauty, a face for intelligence, a face for goodness and innocence. In our minds we also have a face for a criminality, poverty and ‘just-don’t-have-a-good-feeling-about-him’.
Recently, a contestant on British Idol tested the waters of prejudice, and she definitely made waves and even tears. Have a look at this clip below…it’s amazing.
