The Blessed Life

When I give, I want to forget that I have given.  I want to stop thinking about it.  I shall think no more of it.  It has passed and I should move on.  I should erase it off my mind, completely if I can.  When it is given from out of love, love does not expect any returns. Give unconditionally - this is the best deed ever.  Have I given out my time to those I love?  What have I given to my family?  How much love do I give to my physical, emotional, mental and spiritual body?  Have I contributed to my groups of friends and to my community? I have to teach myself to give without any reasons.  To love without conditions.  To talk without bad intentions.  And most of all, to care for people without any expectations. I ought to give without placing conditions, freely.  There shall be no expectation nor thought of repayment.  When I receive a 'Thank You', that shall be the end of the undertaking.   From here on, I have to remember to forget the deal, what I have given.  Should I expe

Everything that I do cause ripple effect.  Whether it is my word, my action or my thought, the effect from these acts influences and it spreads.  Like a domino, a series of things shall happen.  In all things, they open doors for the next thing. One small act of kindness can change the world.  One horrific word can destroy a relationship.  One simple thought can change an event.  There is an influential power on every little things.   Everything hinges on energy.  An action, a word or a thought radiates vibratory effects - subtle, yet it changes things around. I have to be in charge of what I think about.  I have to watch my action.  I have to be kind with my words.  Whatever energy that I engage with has to be of a conscious effort towards character building.   Every little act is significant than I might think.  Every word, every act and every thought changes the outcome and the events.  They can snowball and one is never exactly the same after that. I have to act in the faith of goo

Superstition is made by human, for human.  It is a human thing, mostly fear motivated.  Believing in superstition is not living with the faith of God.  Superstition divides but God unites.  They do not complement each other.  Superstition is the illusion of control. Yes, the world can be a terrifying place.  Yes, God does not seem to spare humans from bad things.  But, do humans know what are God's bigger plans for us all? One superstitious example:  On happy occasions, it is told not to talk about death.  There is also a belief to avoid attending funeral wake during Chinese New Year.  It is a bad luck thing.   But, isn't death a part of life that can happen any time?  Are those who passed on during any of these festive occasions a bad thing? What happen to love?  What is happening with respect?  Why are humans playing God to dictate what is right and what is not?   Should superstitions are God's ways, why are there different sets of beliefs between the East and West?  Or b

Life is a friend who walks with me.  He is always there, watching me as I make all kinds of choices.  He is always whispering into my ears reminding me that I am loved.  That my life has a meaningful existence, that it has purpose.  He wants me to be happy and to take heart that all things are well and good. Life does not judge me, he does nothing of that sort.  The one that is judging is me.  Life is the aspect of existence that is neutral in nature.  The process of life is linked to the story it contains.   I am the story teller.  I write every lines, every chapters in the story.  I am the one that impose upon it and demand on how life has to be. When I open the door to let Life to love me, I open myself to Life.  I will see my true self identity.  Everything that I need shall be revealed to me.  He will create values and meaning and let me to move into the future creating the present. When Life loves me, he will show me about acceptance.  The acceptance that I have limits.  The acce