You Were Just Here

I'm trying not to think

how yesterday you were just here.

And our words drew aimless circles round our faces

while we sat mere inches apart.

And now you're not.

You're there.

And I can only savor the shadow of you

And look at pictures and dig out memories...

of laughter and sunshine.

Dancing and eating.

Talking and crying.

Where our paths have crossed I believe flowers grow now.

Because the seeds of our friendship have long since taken root.

They nestle in my heart and remind me of

the warmth of your love and acceptance.

Gifts that money cannot buy,

time cannot replace.

So now you are there

and I am here...

and I can do nothing to bring you near.

Yes, we will walk on...

our separate paths.

We are both strong women

with happy hearts.

We will take what life gives us

in abundance and in strife

We will remain essentially

US.

To friendship.

To Krung Thep.

To life and to love.

To the One who provides us all from above.

To the hardships we know must surely come.

To strength and wisdom to meet them

... and grace when all is done.

To Bali, ma chère.

We will meet again.

Sing a song about faith....

I want to tell you about a song I recorded today.

I wrote this song a little more than a year ago.
It's called "A Promise is a Promise".

At the time that I wrote it, I wrote my excitement and fears about leaving Bangkok to move back home to Singapore.
The words spoke of a promise that was to be claimed - a strength that could be grasped in times of fear and doubt.

Last week, as I practised this song in preparation for today's studio recording, I realised how much more apt it was for my current circumstances.

Please don't think I am complaining.
I am not.
I am simply stating this:
It is insanely difficult struggling to make a living as a musician/singer in Singapore.
Why?
There are so many factors that I could site.
But I'd rather not get into that....
Just suffice to say that this is possibly the one trade you can be fantastically good at but still, hardly anyone will pay for your services/product.


ANYWAY....

Given these tough circumstances, and set it beside the fact that SINGAPORE IS AN EXPENSIVE PLACE TO LIVE IN...., and what do you get?
STRESS.


The point is - music is my full-time job.
I'm not in it for the money.
Never was.
I'm in it because I love music so much.
And somewhere along the way..., the industry, the lack of support, the brutal truth of reality - started to eat away at my faith in myself.
"If I'm really good at what I do, why aren't I succeeding?"

BUT.
Back to the song...

As I practised - sitting in my room, plucking at the guitar strings, legs crossed sitting on my bed - just like when I started out learning to play the guitar.. sitting on my bed at night, plucking and singing...,
I realised - the song isn't so much about a promise as it is about FAITH.

The focus isn't about the promise to be claimed at the end.
It's about how DIFFICULT faith can be during times of trouble.
How even when you don't FEEL like you're worth it..., that you're good enough, that you DESERVE the beautiful promise..., that you can STILL hold on to that sliver of hope and KEEP THE FAITH.

"Hold on.
Hold on.
Hold on to His promises...
they're true."

** "A Promise is a Promise" will be released online (only) as a Single before my album release. Stay tuned for more details as they come.

Time Changes Everything

Today is the first day of a new month.
The month the tally of my age moves 1 digit higher.

****

I've started taking in more private voice students.
Some of the younger singers, the teenagers in particular, remind me of where I came from - the shy, scared teenager I used to be. So afraid to show the world her need to sing.

I've come a long long way.
And sometimes I feel that all I have to show for it... is only what's inside of me.


10 years after winning The Big Break, some might say - I'm still looking for that big break.
Being an aspiring musician/singer-songwriter in Singapore is just NOT easy.
Recognition is hard to come by, opportunities are fleeting (and more often about who you know, than what you do), garnering support is like squeezing water from a rock.

But where I stand right now - despite it looking quite similar to where I stood 10 years ago, is a lot different.
In a decade, I've lived through a whole lot of personal experiences.
Some have left me wiser.
Some have left me more cynical.
Some have taught me when to care, and when not to care.

At the end of the day though, I still wish to be making music with the same passion and love that I started out with.
It's a conscience choice - because working in this industry in THIS country... can often take away that passion and leave you with that distinctly bitter taste in your mouth.


To all the young, aspiring singers in Singapore, I have this to say to you:
Never forget WHY you sing.
No matter what people say, no matter who favours you (or not), no matter if you don't get paid well, or that people look at you and see a CD player....
Keep singing.
Keep improving.
Because....
Remember your worth.
You ARE an artist.
You ARE valuable.
Don't ever let anyone treat you otherwise.

Outgrown...

I know - TWO blog posts in a week?

~~~

I should be sleeping.
But instead I'm thinking.
Not for any reason in particular.
The thoughts just sort of float and hover as I potter about my room.
And yet there they are - thoughts.

~~~

One thought in particular crystallized in my mind's eye:
We outgrow.
- clothes
- feelings
- tastes
- situations
- places
- people

See, I was browsing through a listing of TV series, and stumbled across "Buffy the Vampire Slayer".... and thought to myself -
'Gee, I used to LOVE this series!
Owned a couple of box set DVDs...
and hmmm... ended up selling them.....
and would I watch them again?
Actually, no.'

It's not just my TV-watching preferences that have changed.
I don't read the same books I used to when I was a teenager - I can hardly stomach those all-too cheesy romance novels these days. They're too full of fluff and fancy.

Growing up, I used to pick the "chang" (chopped spring onions) from my food.
Living in Thailand found me asking for extra spring onions!

When I was a kid, I'd order my cheeseburger without pickles.
Now I'd love it if there are extra!


In the (almost) year since I've been back in Singapore, I've come to realize that I've outgrown certain friendships.

BTW, I must make a note here - it's important you understand that my use of the word "outgrown" has no negative connotations - simply that things change.
And in this instance, I've realized that my preferences in TV, food, and books aren't the only ones that have changed over the years - my preferences for certain kind of friendships over others too, have changed.

~~~

On a side-note, I think I outgrew Bangkok.
And that is why I felt that it was time to move back to Singapore.
Not that one is better than the other.
Simply that for this period of time, this is what FITS.

The tides of life are ever-changing.
We must change with them.
We cannot fight change - we must see that there are different things and places and people that fit different periods of our lives....


OK. With that very "zen" thought..., I bid you all goodnight!

"One Last Try"

Last week when I was in BKK, my buddy Johnny and I were jamming.
He started playing a nice guitar rift, and suddenly turned to me and said "sing something to this".

Now, mind you, I was properly tired out - it was 1am(ish), and we'd been practising for the last few hours.
So as he played, I closed my eyes and sang the first few words that came to mind...

"Sitting in the dark, I wonder how. How it came to this - where we are right now..."

And thus a song was born.

I had no premeditated idea of what the song would be about.
It simply came to be.
And as I wrote the lyrics, a memory crystallized in my mind.
2007/2008 - those were two very dark, difficult years in my life.
Part of it was due to the tragic accident in which my younger brother passed away.
But the other part of it was the fact that my "happily ever after" had becoming a nightmare.

For a long time, I struggled and fought for a marriage that just wasn't meant to be.
And even till the point where I received the divorce papers... I truly believed that we could work it out.


I've moved on since then.
I'm still a happy person - I don't place blame, nor harbour regrets.
I simply decided to give myself a happy future.
But I never wrote a swan song for my marriage.


Recently, I learned that one of my friends is going through a divorce.
Empathy immediately flooded through my veins.
Not many people my age understand what it's like....


So when I wrote this song - I wrote it for myself.
And for all the broken people sitting on the brink of a big decision - to stay, or to go.

One Last Try

Sitting in the dark, I wonder how
How it came to this - where we are right now
I remember when our love was young and we thought we could.
But now we're stuck for words and we just can't figure out...

Is this goodbye or do we give it one last try?
Is this goodbye?
We cannot live a lie.
Is there something different this time?
Or is this goodbye?
Baby is this goodbye?

"Forever" was a word we thought that we could do.
If other people can, why can't we too?
Is it really so hard for us to stay in love?
Does it have to feel like work?
Have we lost track of who we are?

Is this goodbye or do we give it one last try?
Is this goodbye?
We cannot live a lie.
Is there something different this time?
Or is this goodbye?
Baby is this goodbye?

Leaves me cold and longing still...
for your warmth - I know I will
wonder if I leave you now...
Can I live without your love?
Or am I already living without?

Is this goodbye or do we give it one last try?
Is this goodbye?
We cannot live a lie.
Is there something different this time?
Or is this goodbye?
Baby is this goodbye?

Now and Then

Recently I've been pondering how society exalts "couplehood".

Don't get me wrong - I'm no hater. I think it's wonderful to be in love.
But so many people just cannot stand being alone.
And so many people pity friends who are still single. Especially the older they get.
As if they have some kind of personality disorder if they're still single.

I beg to differ.
I think it takes strength of character to stay single and true to oneself, and not "settle" for anything less than what is right for you.
If more of us had this mentality of "not settling" and being happy as an a single individual, we would easily solve many of our relationship problems, and have less unhappy separations.

Yes, the single person does experience bouts of intense loneliness.
But honestly, even people in relationships can feel lonely. It's human nature to feel alone... even when we're with the people we love.

So with these thoughts in mind...., I wrote this song.

Now and Then

Now and then
I get a little bit lonely
and I must admit that I'm
usually good at being alone.

But just sometimes
I feel a little bit silly
thinking about the space
that is like a gaping hole.

But don't feel too bad for me
I'm not broken.
'Cuz some hearts are joyful still
standing alone.
I might cry a tear or two
every now and then...
But life is still beautiful
even if you're alone.

No I won't lie
and say I wouldn't want someone
to fill up my lonely nights
and some lonely afternoons too.

I'm not one to spend my life just pining
dwelling on coulda beens
or shoulda, or woulda, maybes

So don't feel too bad for me
I'm not broken.
'Cuz some hearts are joyful still
standing alone.
I might cry a tear or two
every now and then...
But life is still beautiful
even if you're alone.

Listen to it here:
http://www.reverbnation.com/play_now/song_8244229
(Video to come soon...)


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"CHRISTMAS LIGHTS" on sale ONLINE now!!

I'm am VERY VERY pleased to announce that my debut EP, "Christmas Lights" is for sale online!! WOOHOO!!!!!

http://shimona.bandcamp.com/

Have a pre-listen, and please please please support this indie artist by actually BUYING it!
I've painstakingly written notes for EACH track with great care - so just click the track titles and you will be able to read about some of the "stuff" that happens behind the construction of a song.
I never knew THIS much work goes into producing your own album! Ack! :p

Physical CDs will be on sale NEXT WEEK :
I will be selling them at gigs once it's ready.
My gig venues (CMPB and HOOD) have also agreed to hold some stock - so you can drop by and pick one up there even on days I'm not singing!
For details on gig dates/timings, check: http://shimonakee.com/anticipate
OR - if you know you will see me, send an email to info@shimonakee.com and I will save an EP for you - you can pay me direct whenever we meet for coffee/movie/dinner/church/whatever.
NOTE: If you are buying direct, pricing is minimum S$5, more if you're feeling charitable. :)

MAIL-ORDER THE EP:
Send an email to info@shimonakee.com and state the following information:
1. Your Name,
2. Your mailing address,
3. No. of CDs,
4. Amount you want to pay: Minimum cost is USD5 per CD, but you can give more if you… like, since part of the proceeds go to charity, no not my own charity… THIS CHARITY: http://insearchofsanuk.com/

PLEASE NOTE: You will get an invoice via email (to be paid to PayPal), and once payment is made, the CD will be on its way (once it is released).
I will be hand-mailing EACH EP personally. By regular mail. (Yeah, go INDIE artist!!) Postage will be included in your PayPal invoice.
CDs will be mailed out somewhere around Dec 15th. And YES, of course, the EP will be autographed with lotsa love and appreciation.

Purpose

3 years and 2 days ago, my brother, Reuben Kee, passed away in a fatal accident.
Ever since then, I have a habit of asking myself this question:
Why am I still here - alive?

It didn't really make sense - sometimes I wondered why not me - instead of him.
It's not like I could've been the one in the dragon boat race... I have never even stepped into a dragon boat before. But the point is that I did wonder why God allowed me to live on (instead).

So I decided that the fact that I'm still alive on this earth, meant that I'm supposed to still be here.... to do something, or touch someone's life, or make a difference... something.

It's easy to just live life and not even ask yourself why - or to try to ignore and avoid asking yourself - what am I here for?

I take it as a challenge - to find something everyday - that I'm doing... or saying... that affects someone else positively.
Whether it is learning to love and respect my parents, or smiling at a grumpy service staff, or having an attitude of openness for new friendships and experiences... the simple truth is that we don't have to be Mother Theresa or something to that effect to live life with purpose. It is the SENSE of purpose and intentionally moving with purpose everyday that gives rise to purpose itself.

What is your purpose?

Musical Inventory...

There's a new hot venue in town - TAB, which showcases local original talent, as well as new international artistes.

I'm singing there tonight.
Yay!


Despite having enough original music to fill at least 3 albums, I've never actually performed more than 3 of my own songs at one single performance.

Why?

Let's just say - audiences at venues such as bars or restaurants aren't usually too keen on hearing unknown stuff.
Familiar is comforting, and their ears perk up whenever I play a song like "Kiss Me" or "Time After Time".

That and - it's often hard to hear lyrics at live venues - and if you aren't familiar with a song, and can't hear the lyrics - it's probably going to be hard for you to identify with the song.

Yes, a catchy tune is important.
But to me, as a songwriter, lyrics are often what "gets" people.
I mean, yeah, music can push past language boundaries... sometimes a song without words can make you cry, or a song in a foreign language will touch your heart.
But more often than not, our favourite songs are the ones that we resonate with lyrically.


So tonight, I will be singing mostly originals.
Songs that have stories behind them - songs about love, betrayal, loneliness, friendship, tragedy... and I hope that whoever is in the audience will be able to listen astutely to the lyrics.

Because I wrote my heart into each of these songs.

Packing Do's and Don't

DO NOT:

• Pack on the very last day.
• Freak out.
• Get emotional about material possessions.
• Keep getting distracted by facebook.
• Chuck stuff randomly into a bag. Unpacking will be a bitch. I promise.
• Forget to eat amidst the packing frenzy.
  

DO:

• Think positive - it's really NOT as bad as you think. Really!
  
• Give yourself at LEAST 3 full packing days.
• Plan - Look at your space and divide it up into categories/sections. Chances are your room/house is already nicely categorized (ie. cosmetics, clothes, kitchenware, etc)
• Work on 1 or 2 sections at a time. Don't look at the WHOLE mess at once. Attack bit by bit.
• Put some happy/motivational music on. Dance, sing, smile, cry while you pack.
• Give yourself rewards and breaks in between. It's no small task!
• Be as unsentimental as you can - a lot of accumulated junk can be thrown or given away. Don't pack it up, ship it, and then end up not using it or throwing it away. Yeesh.
• Remember - you are packing stuff away. Not your life. Differentiate the two.

That being said..., I'm about 70% done and on my last packing day.
Wish me good luck!! :)

Tminus3days

Been a while since I wrote a proper blog post. Update-style I mean... (not poetry as I am often wont to do)

So what's been going on?
I'm standing at the junction of yet another Life-Crossroads.
In just about 3 days, I will fly that oh so familiar budget airline plane... back to the country of my birth. Again.

Been back for many short trips over the last few months. But this time I'm moving back to Singapore. More or less for good.

((off on tangent for a bit...))
For good.
Why do people ask that - "Are you moving back for good?"
I mean... seriously, how am I supposed to know these things??!?!! Who know what will happen in a few years. I mean, just 4 years ago, I was on a path that was supposed to lead me to moving to Finland "for good".
Things change.
Suddenly.
Nothing is "for good".
((ok, tangent done))

For nearly 3 months, I've been involved in a local (Bangkok) theater production of Shakespeare's "A Midsummer Night's Dream".
For those of you who don't know.., Bangkok's Arts scene is pretty much still untapped and very raw... and to stage a Shakespearean play takes a whole lotta guts (or crazy, or both)!
What's more, our production is staged intimately in the confines of a pub that serves as blacksmith factory by day and wine bar by night - The Iron Fairies.

The play opened last Wednesday to a sell-out crowd and an audience that was just a dream!
Today, I sit here in my room - luggage half-packed, contemplating the wild journey I embarked on ever since starting this production.
Tomorrow is our last night, and despite having caught the flu, I look forward to the last performance - anticipating relishing every moment.

Because on Thursday I move on to a new chapter of my life.
New beginnings, new challenges, pursuits of new passions, new priorities...

Excitement mingled with dread.
Push and pull.
Ahhh the tides of life they be.

Little Scars and Hidden Boo Boos

It occurs to me that there is a fundamental difference in the way a child and an adult experience hurt.


In counseling children everyday - dealing with their physical and emotional injuries, I've learned that there is a fine line between coddling a child, and teaching them how to take things in stride.

The first time a tiny tot gets a cut, he cries like there's no tomorrow.
He's never experienced this intense pain before!
What will happen?
Will he die???
It feels terrible!!
Then an adult, all calm and confident, patches him up, kisses the little wound, and tells him it will be alright.
The child happily runs off to play - and learns that little cuts are a way of life.

Thus tenacity is learned.


But somewhere along the way... culture, society and experience teaches that same kid that he must be "tough" --
Real men don't cry.
Suck it up - that's life!
Don't be a wuss.



This morning, the teachers got a turn to play in the Bouncy Castle the school had rented for the kids. (You have to give it to teachers - we certainly know how to keep the child in us!)

There we were, laughing, screaming, pushing, sliding...
I then got the very clever idea in my head to slide down belly-down, head first...
... and as I reached the bottom of the slide, my left wrist stuck to the plastic slide and slipped underneath my torso.... *OWWIEEE!!*
Immediately, I masked my true feelings and stuck a smile on my face - I didn't let on of any injury - laughing and getting up as if nothing had happened - discreetly checking my wrist - it wasn't that bad. Heh.

Later on in the Teachers' Room, I discovered a few of my fellow "playmates" had collected plastic-burns from the slides. Of course, at the time of play, no one had shown any sign of injuries.

You know..., had we been little kids playing in that Bouncy Castle, the moment the injuries had occurred, we would've made loud screams or cried a little - seeking comfort and reassurance from anyone we could get it from.

Of course, because we are adults and that would just be ridiculous..., our little injuries went almost unnoticed.


But this trivial observation has made me wonder:
Do we adults hold our secret hurts and scars too closely to ourselves?
What walls of pride do we build around ourselves that prevent the people we care about from realizing that we are hurt and need a little reassurance and comfort? Thus inadvertently causing ourselves more injury...



Try this: Next time you feel that life has hurt you.. but your silly pride prevents you from calling a friend up..., or fear of rejection makes you hide your need for comfort..., remember ~~

People who love and care for you are a lot more understanding than you give them credit for.
Instead of rejection, a friend might just give you a smile and say...

"Don't worry. It's gonna be alright. I'm here."

And that will be enough to make the heart-booboo go away. :)

Hustle Bustle - NEW SONG!!

CLICK HERE TO LISTEN: Listen to Hustle Bustle.

Lyrics:

Hustle Bustle

I see you everyday
and hear the words you say.
We meet for coffee, dinner, work, and even play.

Our words can fill the space
that hovers round your face,
But do I really know you what's beneath your thick surface?

Hustle bustle round and round
I should take the time instead
to sit down on the ground.
Really learn to appreciate
every little thing you do and everything you hate.

When running to and fro
we often stop and go
Oh honey kiss me on the cheek now, don’t be slow.

But baby we have time to stop and make this rhyme
Just tell me what is on your heart
I promise to be kind.

Hustle bustle round and round
We can take our time instead
to sit down on the ground.
Really learn to appreciate
We can make a new start now, it’s really not too late.

~S.22052010~

The absence of fear is but an illusion...

I've always felt like I'm a pretty strong person.

Was never really afraid of the dark when I was a kid, never been one of those kinda girls to scream in terror at lizards or cockroaches (rather I merely release a little yelp and shudder in disgust).

I've weathered through some pretty tough situations and experiences - most of my peers cannot begin to fathom.

Admittedly, perhaps I grew up rather sheltered... protected by loving parents who tried their best to provide as much as they could, but more importantly teaching me strong values centered around the love of Christ.


I've also been the rather impulsive, emotional, impetuous type.
Took me a good 20 years to really understand that about myself.
I suspect it will take me more than that amount of time to adequately learn how to manage this impulsive nature.

Rather like a bull, I plough through situations and problems, confronting them head-on.


So it sure did startle me, when in the middle of some reflective thoughts today, I realized - I'm terribly afraid.

I'm afraid to give the men I meet a chance.
You know how it is -- when you first meet a person, chemistry (or none) dictates whether you shelve that person under the "friend", or "flame" category?
Well, suffice to say that my Male "friend" shelf is getting pretty crowded.


Honestly, I don't know anymore - what type of person I might want to be with.
IF I want to actually be with someone.
Sometimes I'm so busy with day-to-day activities..., perhaps it's best not to get emotionally involved with anyone.
Emotions are messy.

But isn't there a beauty in mess?



My thoughts run off....

Yes.
I am afraid.
I'm afraid to invest love only to find myself rejected, disappointed, unworthy...


Does this mean I am bereft of hope?
Absolutely not.
The presence of fear does not necessarily mean that hope is lost.

Right?

Unbeautiful (cover) - Video

Made a video for my cover of Leslie Roy's Unbeautiful.
Hope you like it...

Rollercoasting Along....

So you're lonely.
It doesn't matter if you're single, married, friendless or full-of-friends..., you still deal with those bouts of loneliness.

Some are more comfortable with loneliness than others.
Some get busy and try to ignore the looming feelings of despair and desolation.
Some soak and bask in it, listening to songs that tear your heart apart, relishing the loneliness - standing on the outside looking in.

But we all fool ourselves if we think we're really alone.

Because at the end of the day, just because you FEEL something, doesn't make it true.


Face it, human beings have emotions.
Not only that, but we have a wide spectrum of feelings and emotions.
And if there were no use for these emotions, we would not have been born with them.
(Think about that for a minute!)

In other words - there is nothing wrong with FEELING alone, afraid, confused, and melancholic..., wanting to fall into despair at the seemingly useless life you lead.

Everything fluctuates.
There is a natural ebb and flow to life..., and even our emotions need a kind of ebb and flow.
So why do we kick and fuss so much during the times when we hit those emotional bumps, making mountains out of molehills?
Well.. I guess that would be because we ARE human.

We ride an emotional rollercoaster - always new and different every day.
Our experiences and thoughts, genetics and learned reactions, shape the way we perceive all that we go through.... and just being IN the moment makes it all feel and seem so REAL and IMPORTANT at the point in time.

Truly, given enough times passes, the magnitude of our experiences often fade in importance.


So why not try this - next time you hit an Emotional Rollercoaster Bump, just remember that:

1. It's perfectly normal
2. You are not alone
3. It WILL pass
4. Things will get better/normalize

And if all else fails...., remember the most important thing:
God knows you can handle, and has a reason for challenging you in dealing with this Bump.

Now.... FIND IT.

At the turn of the decade....

Almost 10 years ago, we saw the turn of the millenium.
Now here comes another decade.

So to say hello to the TWENTIES and goodbye to ol' TWO THOUSAND..... (I'm pretty sure we're gonna be saying 20-10 instead of two thousand and ten.... and 20-11, 20-12, and so and so forth)..., here's my shortlist of remarkable things that I've experienced and learned in this past decade. (Good and Bad, and in no particular order)

1. Studied and moved to another country - quite unintentionally really - I was never one of those Singaporeans who grew up dreaming of fleeing the country.... it just sort of happened!
2. Tried out 3 entirely different professions - Musician (2001-2004), Teacher (2008-2009), and now Counselor (2008-present).
3. Got back in touch with some old schoolmates.
4. Got married...., and divorced. Yeah, no comment.
5. Lost a precious brother (2007). http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Reuben_Kee
   
6. Learned to treasure family better.
7. Reconnected (several times) with God..., and finally learning to push past discomfiture and find the intention behind the trials.
8. Reconnected with songwriting (2008)
   
9. Dabbled in different styles of singing (jazz, pop, folk, classical, choir-conducting)
10. Learned to dance - jazz (2003), Thriller (2009),and now salsa!
    
11. "Experienced" 9-11 (2001) in Canada (was an hour away from landing in NY, when our plane got rerouted to Canada)
12. Graduated twice - Business (2001), and Psychology and Education (2008) with honours!!
13. Got back into classical piano, culminating in a recital (2006).., but unfortunately losing momentum now because I have no access to a piano anymore. Yeeessshhh....
14. Taught myself how to film and edit video..., which led to the eventual conception of W51.TV (2009).
15. Learned to be a lot more open to new cultures, new ideas, new worldviews, and most importantly - new people.
16. Learned to when to let go and when to hold on. I hope.
17. Got pushed off a Bungee Jump (2009).
18. Learned a new instrument - ukulele..., and semi-learned: flute.
19. Became a little more organized - thanks Google Calendar! ;)
20. Experienced some crazy Finnish exploits - ice-dipping and the sort.
21. Joined Facebook (2006 I think). 'Nuff said.
22. Won a TV singing competition (2001)
23. Got into yoga (2004). Then hot yoga (2008).
24. Learned to drive a motorbike (2004).
25. Learned to love mountain-biking (2005). (Boy, do I miss that now!)

Now.... to be fair, here is my projection for myself - for the next decade.

1. Learn to and become at LEAST moderately good at dancing.
2. Get my act together musically - record and get stuff OUT there.
3. Find a way to help the underprivileged with my musical proceeds.
4. Gain stability monetarily.
5. LEARN THAI.
6. Keep healthier eating habits. (It has already begun - with Chinese tea-drinking, and keeping snacks away from my living space)
7. Travel a LOT more. Hopefully... This might have a significant impact on #4.
8. Dependent on #4 - Learn to play the cello.
9. God willing, find love. For real this time.
10. Whatever else life throws my way!!!

I don't normally make resolutions - so I'll just keep these as projections.... sounds more likely that way eh? ;)

Happy New Year in advance everyone!

Attachments are Dangerous Things.

We know about the evils of getting too attached to worldly possessions, lifestyles, etc.
But have you ever stopped to think about relational attachments?

Yes, it is important, very much so, to be appreciative and love the people who are in our lives.
But we must not grasp so tightly that we cannot let them go.

Life is transient and all things in life equally so.
To be too attached to the things of this life... and even the relationships of this life, that it hinders our growth or our ability to move on to new relationships..., well lately, I've been thinking it's a bigger problem then many care to admit.


Just that.
Just a thought.

God Guides us ALL the Way.

What happens when we allow God to work in our everyday lives?


Step 1: Conviction

This is the state of awareness.
The Spirit slowly brings to light the secret sins of our hearts - big or little.
Through the study of scripture, daily interactions with the community of Christ, and trials & tribulations..., we start to become increasingly aware of the areas of our lives that need to be changed.
The Still Small Voice gets louder and louder until our hearts hurt SO BAD with the need to seek God's forgiveness - allow Him to change our lives and be healed.



Step 2: Confession

This is where we learn to be completely vulnerable.
It is being willing to show others the "true" you - the parts that are not perfect and sometimes even shameful.
In confessing our sins and struggles to our brothers and sisters, we share our journey in Christ, and deepen our relationships - challenging concepts that are taught theoretically in church - concepts of love and acceptance, grace and mercy.



Step 3: Construction

It doesn't end with confession.
After we have become aware of our ugliness, and our INTENSE NEED for a Saviour, and hence are able to admit this to the people we love and care about (even despite fear of rejection), we then must learn to take a hold of GRACE.
This is the same grace that our Lord extends to every single person - whether they know it or not, whether they have become aware of their need for it or not, and whether they are able to accept it or not.
However, it is when we are able to reach out and grab this generous offer of grace God gives that we truly OWN the healing that God works in our lives:

"While God accepts us as we are He doesn't leave us as we are."

But you see, that doesn't mean that we merely confess with our lips and then leave it to God to do all the work! While Christ has paid the price of salvation, and grace is offered to all, we are called as followers of Christ to TAKE UP OUR CROSS DAILY:

"If anyone would come after me, he must deny himself and take up his cross and follow me. For whoever wants to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for me and for the gospel will save it."

Questions to ponder:

1. As a follower of Christ, how am I allowing God to break my life apart and consequently build me into the person that He wants me to be?
2. As a fellow believer, how can I react with love and grace when other people struggle with their sins? How can I be authentic in my interactions? - praying and loving Christ's lambs the way He would?
3. As a sinner seeing how I fall short of God's glory, how can I reach out for God's grace, accept the love and grace that might be given to me from the community of Christ, and have faith that God is weaving His beautiful masterplan in this unique tapestry of our lives?

Lord, may YOU be the moving force in our lives - that drives us to love and have mercy...., or that allows us to come before You with humble hearts and to stay in community with no shame, rather a common understanding of how we are all so alike and struggling together.

"Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus, because through Christ Jesus the law of the Spirit of life set me free from the law of sin and death."

Tonight's Bible Study - Mark 8:27-9:1

My notes/response/ponderings... about what the passage teaches us about Christ's identity and thus our spiritual walk with God:

1. Who is God?
2. What is He doing in my life / my world?
3. What does He ask me to do in response (to 1 and 2)?

And.... conversely...
1. What illusions do I hold about who God is?
2. What illusions do I hold about how He works in my life / this world?
3. Am I imposing my own ideas on what I think God is asking me to do, instead of simply obeying what He tells me to do?

Do I struggle and rebuke God when things don't go according to how I think they should go because I think I know how God should work?.... (Like Peter), and what is God teaching me about His character and HIS work - in relation to why I am here on earth?