Soaring Eagle

Once upon a time, there were 3 baby eaglets. Gazzy, Sammy and Marty. Everyday, baby eaglets spent their time learning how to fly. Gazzy was struggling to catch up. He was afraid to fly and a slow learner. After a while, his siblings left their home and fly to join others. Gazzy was left alone and feel so sad. One day, as he was sitting by the edge, he looked up and admiring a flock of bird flying across the sky. He wished that he could join them.

Suddenly he heard the wind talking to him.
The Wind asks, "Why don't you join them?"
Gazzy replies "I can't, I cannot fly like them. My wings are weak. I am not good enough to fly like them and I am all alone."
The Wind smiles and says "Hey, I am here. If you want, I can be here with you."
"I would love that. Thank you my friend." says Gazzy

So from then onwards The Wind and Gazzy became the best of friend.
One day, Gazzy asks the wind, "Do you think, if you blow some air, it will help me to fly?"
"I don't know but we can try. Would you like me to do that?" said The Wind.
Gazzy says "Yeah! You will be with me right?"
"Of course. whenever you are ready, let me know." The Wind says gently.

Gazzy flips his wings and The Wind blowing softly towards Gazzy and he spread his wings and fly. Gazzy was so happy and thanked The Wind for helping him. The Wind just smile and says "You are welcome. I was just accompanying you. You have the wings, you flapped your wings and you are the one who is flying now. You have an innate ability to know and do what you think it's best for you. Fly beautiful Eagle. Soar to the sky where you belong. Know that I will always be by your side."

And from that day, Gazzy has been flying high up in the sky with his best friend The Wind by his side. They flew higher and further creating an experience of their lifetime.

The End

Fizal 19/8/2016

Soaring Eagle

Once upon a time, there were 3 baby eaglets. Gazzy, Sammy and Marty. Everyday, baby eaglets spent their time learning how to fly. Gazzy was struggling to catch up. He was afraid to fly and a slow learner. After a while, his siblings left their home and fly to join others. Jazzy was left alone and feel so sad. One day, as he was sitting by the edge, he looked up and admiring a flock of bird flying across the sky. He wish that he could join them.

Suddenly he heard the wind talking to him.
The Wind asks, "Why don't you join them?"
Gazzy replies "I can't, I cannot fly like them. My wings are weak. I am not good enough to fly like them and I am all alone."
The Wind smiles and says "Hey, I am here. If you want, I can be here with you."
"I would love that. Thank you my friend." says Gazzy

So from then onwards The Wind was with Gazzy and the became the best of friend.
One day, Gazzy asks the wind, "Do you think, if you blow some air, it will help me to fly?"
"I don't know but we can try. would you like me to do that?" The Wind replies.
Gazzy says "Yeah! You will be with me right?"
"Of course. whenever you are ready, let me know." says The Wind with a smile.

Gazzy flips his wings and The Wind blowing softly towards Gazzy and he spread his wings and fly. Gazzy was so happy and thanked The Wind for helping him. The Wind just smile and says "You are welcome. I was just accompanying you. You have the wings, you flapped your wings and you are the one who is flying now. You have an innate ability to know and do what you think it's best for you. Fly beautiful Eagle. Soar to the sky where you belong. Know that I will always be by your side."

And so from that day, Gazzy has been flying high up in the sky with his best friend The Wind by his side. They flew higher and further creating an experience of their lifetime.

The End

Fizal 19/8/2016

Sleeping Beauty?

Everybody Dies, But Not Everybody Lives

This phrase hit me today and my thoughts wondered...

Yes, the one thing that is certain, we will die..
We just do not know
What, when and how
Some get their answers but most of us don't
Some struggle, some are eager and a lot are afraid
Most shy away from living
Hide in the past, busy with the future
Missing the NOW
When the time is UP
Then we SEE, then we HEAR, then we AWAKE
We then realise, how we've been ASLEEP through our life
But what can we do at that time
Just the thought of ... I wish, I would, I could, I want ...
Writhing and wrenching in agony and regrets
As the movie of life is playing in front of our eyes
Some are aware, some are not
When do I wake up
When is the BEST time?
When is the RIGHT time?

The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you

Don't go back to sleep

You must ask for what you really want

Don't go back to sleep

People are going back and forth across the doorsill where the two worlds touch

The door is round and open

Don't go back to sleep

Rumi

Can a Bird Drives a Car?

This morning a thought came to my mind. I heard about this phrase about a decade ago. My coach asked me in my class at that time. "Can a bird drives a car?" Being really optimistic after our breakthrough of some of our beliefs, most of us including myself  said "YES!". She asked again, "Can a bird drives a car? This bird is very committed, optimistic, willing to do everything in it's power, dedicated etc ... so can a bird drives a car?" At this point, some of us sat back and had that doubt coming, logic sets in, torn in between reality and possibility.

Of course in our reality, a bird cannot drives a car. A car can only be driven by human. So no matter how much effort that is being put into it, a bird cannot drives a car. It's too small, the feet is too short, hands are too little. The car is built NOT for the bird to drive. Period. I remember applying this principle for competencies, selections, recruitment, appraisal and year end assessment.

That is the logic part, on the other hand, if we just entertain the non-logical part, the creative side of us... YES! A bird definitely can drives a car. There is 1001 ways on how it can be done. A long list of creative and humorous answers, some very inspiring too.

No right or wrong answer. Whatever the answer that you are having, it is just a thought ... just entertain the thought and let it flows ... it comes and it goes ... Have a Great Day ...

Busyness in Life

A word came to me this morning when I woke up. Busy... then I heard buzzing sound in my head... like a bee...  We are always busy, doing something, thinking about something. Some of us will make ourselves doing just about anything that we could put our hands of and our thoughts of.... Some use busy to avoid from facing up things in our lives. Some just couldn't stand, a still moment with self so they use it to keep them moving. Some use it because it is safe, it is comfort even though it is not what we want.

Though some are busy living life. Charting out what would be fulfilling in life,  finding passion. Living life with passion, making a difference to others, connecting with people that they care. Busy waking themselves up when automatic pattern and behaviour sets in. Busy connecting and learning to love unconditionally, working with themselves from within, learning, unlearning and relearning things in life.

The question is ...

Which one of these that we are so busy about?

Beware the barrenness of the busy life - Socrates

Perhaps what it takes is just to stop and have a look into what we are busy about. Maybe we have been using this busyness for a long time. Perhaps it's time to pursue the things that we always wanted to. Perhaps life is more than just getting ourselves busy... Look around and see what have we been missing out of in life... Those moments that we missed, we will never get it back again. Sometimes because of so many things that is happening in our life, we forget to see what and who is in front of us.

The busyness of one's life can only be stopped and managed by the person who's creating it.

Busy life

I Lost a Friend

I lost a friend today...
Not just a friend, not just any friend
She is a person that I admire, adore and loved 
A shoulder to cry on when I need some comfort
A great listener to listen to my ranting
A fantastic mirror as I could count on her feedback, wouldn't sell me out on anything and ensure that I always on track
A cheer leader that will cheer me up to continue doing what I started even though I felt like giving up halfway
A great companion doing all the crazy, fun, unreasonable and challenging things in both our life
A person who was well-traveled as to expand her perspective of life and be free
A creative entrepreneur who has touched so many lives through her work because her work is her passion
A loving wife, mother and daughter, her love is so infectious and so unconditional that she did not mind to go the extra miles 

Shub, the name that I fondly called her
I will be missing her calling my name too
Even though it is difficult for me to learn to live without you by my side
I will cherish every moment that we spent together in the last 10 years
I am so grateful that I get to know you
I know that you will be up there somewhere with Paul and Little Kaela
I lost a friend, a soul mate today...
But your love and memories will always be with me till the end...   I love you Shub...

* Shuba, her husband Paul Goes and their young daughter Kaela were among the 298 passengers onboard of flight MH71 that has been shot down at the Russia-Ukraine border.

Space of forgiveness

It is not an act
It is not a doing
It is the intention and part of our essential being
To fore go the need to hold on to

In that space of forgiveness
Love and hatred cannot co exist
Forgiveness is willingness
It is in the acceptance and letting go
A desire arise to give love again unconditionally
It does not bound by past and history
It is not a have to but merely a choice

An epic battle between the glory of pride and a space of humility
Fierce and intense in the heart of a man
When ego subsides and love surmounts and conquered the space
It will be filled with passion and grace
A spirit of calmness and the rest fizzles through thin air
A space which is vast but yet filled
Overflowing and full of abundance
A feeling of whole and yet healing
And that is a space of forgiving...

How are you feeling?

Today is another usual encounter that I have with people. I had glimpse of thoughts here and there. What caught my attention today was, when I asked this question "How do you feel now?" The usual answers would be :

• I don't know
• Feelings?! (Like a strange word)
• What do you mean?
• I don't have any feelings...
• Ok
• I feel .....
• Silent ....

My thought ... How could that happen? How could we have the hesitation to feel. Aren't we suppose to have feelings/ emotions, to feel... Have we lost it? Feeling is like a censor or a guide to us, becoming human. That is part of our emotional intelligence (EQ) (I think...). Some of us take sometimes to find words to describe feeling. I googled the list of word for feeling and I found that it's more than 150 words that could describe different feelings or experience that could express our emotions.

So how come we say that we have no feelings? Is it that we are afraid to feel? Have we numb ourselves? Or are we too busy to feel so we just let the feelings disappear ...  

When we come to the world, we are full of emotions and feelings even when we do not understand a word, we know how to express our emotions. Are we zombifying ourselves now in life? At what price?

How are you feeling?

If you have 100 days to live...

In my daily life, I asked this question to people that I met. If you have 100 days to live, what would you do? How is your life going to be different? Many were stunned. Some of them said that they never think about that. It took them sometime to think about it, the common answer would be travelling and spending time with their loved ones.
Last week I asked the same question to a guy and he had tears in his eyes. I asked why? He said that he has a brain tumor and his days are numbered. He said, he cannot see it beyond today as he is taking one day at a time. My heart stopped for a while, never occurred to me that I would be in the situation that I asked a person who has limited time to live.
My thought... have I ever thought about my days are exactly like him? The difference between me and him, he gets the news so much faster than me. I do not know when and how. And because of that, I may take my life for granted, thinking there will always be tomorrow... Have I spent time with the one that I love, do the things that I want so that I do not have the conversation of "What if ..., I should have done that ... and I would want to do this ..." What drives me doing things that I do everyday? Is my life right now become so mundane and automatic and I am going with the flow. Am I zombified in this world now? ...

If you have 100 days to live, what would you do...?