Saturday, April 16, 2011

Summer In The City


"I'd Rather See A Serman Than Hear One"


My brother once said to me, “Hang ni bila nak berubah?”

I questioned myself if I am supposed to be religious or am I supposed to be spiritual? Do people actually know what it means? I questioned the role of God in my life. They would question me what the main cause of my behaviour and my response would be that it is the hypocrisy of people who claim to be followers of God. Many Muslims are religious, no doubt, praying and fasting religiously but do they actually achieved or experienced spirituality?

Religion is not something I have strong connection with, because I always feel that religion is a man’s attempt to reach God. Religion focus on what pleases man. Most of what I see religious people do in today’s world is the end produce of what they think is appropriate to be religiously correct. There is so much emphasis on what is the correct way to dress, following the accepted behavioural pattern of the religious group they are identified with.

Being spiritual is opening oneself to God’s influence on his/her whole being. Spirituality involves one’s total self in his/her relationship with God. Being spiritual involves using your mind as well as your body to accomplish God’s will. I’d rather pray spiritually by going into my closet and get to talk to God than praying openly hoping that my prayer is accepted by God.

It’s 21st century. I am more concerned about doing good rather than observing ritual. I am more concerned with letting the light shine on me, so that God is glorified by how I live.

Friday, April 15, 2011

Summer Breeze


A POEM FOR NORBERT

Who has been gone - 9 months now

Your love is.... the fresh ocean breeze,

Gently sweeping across my face,

Touching me from place to place,

Your love is...

The salty air I smell,

Clearing my thoughts and thinking,

Your love is...

The life preserver that keeps me from sinking,

When I go there to the sea,

I am not alone, for your love is with me,

I feel you all around,

The beauty, the wind, the mystery,

Your love engulfs me,

Takes my breath away,

Holds me in wind's arms,

When I close my eyes,

Dancing memories of your charms,

Never escape my deepest memory,

So if ever our souls part to say goodbye,

Meet me there, where the sea meets the sky,

Your love will forever be with me,

Where the sands touch the sea,

Our love lives on,

Our love flows back out into all eternity....



I Wanna Hold Your Hand

Starry Nite Summer


My life on earth, as it is being created right now, is the result of this. If I don't like any part of what I have created, invidivually or collectively, I may create it anew. In the next grandest version of the greatest vision ever I held about WHO I AM.

Playtime In Summer


Everything in life moves in a swirl. Life itself is a cycle, who no start and no finish. Everything exists "as it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end". The Presence of Cycle gives you the gift of eternity.

Summer Party Dresses


The great Principles of Life - is to elevate not the Self, but the Other, to expand not the Self, but the Other, to enrich not the Self, but the Other - for it is by so doing that the Self is elevated, expanded, enriched, and experienced most fully.

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Vajayjay


We call it by so many names. And the recent ones I heard is vajayjay. Yes, we talk about the world down under, and I don’t mean Australia. Jay-jay is like pee-pee and poo-poo describing something private in a child like manner. I think vajayjay is a nice word, don’t you?


I have a few names for my vagina. Even my non-Malay speaking husband learns quite fast from me. I use them when appropriate (during sex is a different name, during anger is a different name). So now, I think vajayjay will join them. I am hereby selling the rights to call my vagina whatever I want.


Name your price. So, do you vajayjay? :P