The summer has zipped by: holidaying with overseas family, nipping to Ipoh & then Bangkok, and taking care of those household chores screaming for attention (fortunately, Loving Husband took care of most of these). Continue reading “The Changing Seasons: July 2019”
I am not an articulate art enthusiast; I like what I like and often can’t tell you why. I don’t always know or understand the artist’s intent, or the technical aspects of a work, but simply respond on an emotive level. Having said this, I have learnt that discovering some background and context does help frame a piece of work and helps me to unpack it, and ultimately to appreciate it better. Continue reading “Discovering Art Brut at the BACC”
A trip to Bangkok would not be complete without a run in Lumpini Park, or a visit with my favourite Botero-esque tribute to womanhood. Continue reading “fly with the wind without wings”
July has been the epitome of summer, filled with vacation trips, visiting with family & old friends who have returned from far & wide, and lots & lots of sun! Continue reading “The Changing Seasons: July 2018”
I love how inspiration flows through the WordPress community: a word, an image, a piece of music to lighten the day, to illuminate the dark, to compel us to be better than ourselves.
Thinking particularly of Debbie at TravelwithIntent‘s One Word Sunday Challenge for this week: Giant. Her spread featuring Botero’s audacious & curvy giants delighted and inspired me to post my series: Women in the Next Three Decades. Continue reading “Giant Among Men: 5 Minutes with The Lady”
One of my favorite cityscapes as I run the bicycle path between Lumpini and Benjakitty Parks in Bangkok this week.
My contribution to Debbie’s One Word Sunday, Afar.
Thinking about The Frangipani & some of it’s meaning:
• Withstanding tough challenges
• Everlasting bond between two people
• spiritual devotion Continue reading “The Changing Seasons: June 2018”
“Love is shown more in deeds than in words.” ~Ignatius of Loyola~
I’ve thought on Walking the Talk for a long while now. It became especially poignant when the girls started asking those interesting questions that children are prone to do. We were challenged to think about how we felt on many issues, then had to find ways to explain it to them, and finally, we had to determine how we would Walk the Talk as an example to them. Continue reading “Walking the Talk: 3-Day Quote Challenge #2”
Running is a metaphor for how I want to tackle life: the odds may be against me, but I will try anyway.
I was chatting some years ago with a Runner Friend, back before I ran regularly. She was extolling the joys of running and my excuse: I am so short & stout (contrasting with her tall & lanky build), how on earth am I supposed to be running? She said soothingly to me that her running friends were of different sizes and physiques. I was somewhat mollified by our conversation, although somewhat incredulous.
I still wouldn’t consider myself a serious runner: I don’t run far, I don’t run long, I don’t compete. But I am serious about my running. I made a start when I was approaching 30 because I was struggling with the mortality of my life (my mid-life crisis came early). I figured if I was ever struck down by a debilitating illness, being healthy would be an advantage. I also thought the discipline of pushing myself one more step would be helpful if I ever needed to fight for my life.
Just about 20 years later, this was all called to test. The Hospitalisation and The Subsequent Rehabilitation called up all the fitness reserve and determination I had built up. Having to re-learn how to walk in the hospital on account of deteriorated muscles, and then rebuilding the stamina which pneumonia had depleted. The promise of running again became my life line.
It has been almost 9 months since I left the hospital. My runs are no longer frenetic goal-driven outings. I am enjoying my rambles and zen moments again. For peace of mind and a sense of freedom, there is no where I’d rather be than out on a run, wherever that takes me.
I am not so naive to think I that I can do this indefinitely; both my athletic parents have had to exchange their sporting passions for less vigorous cardiopulmonary, muscle-maintaining pursuits. But for as long as I can, I will hit that pavement.
- The Feature Photo was taken in Bangkok on the Cycle/Pedestrian Overpass linking Lumpini & Benjakitti Parks in January 2018.
- This post is written in response to my searching through my archives – something which I have decided to do once a month this year.