Sunday, July 29, 2007

Butterfly



The usual Western view is that the butterfly is a carefree creature. But the Dalai Lama explains that, rather than carefree, it is uncaring:

"The butterfly never meets its mother. It must survive independently and remains a stranger to affection. An animal nurtured by mother's milk, however, is dependent on another for its basic survival. A child who grows up in a cold and detached home environment is similar to the butterfly, in that kindness is sparing. Once an adult, it will be very difficult for that person to show compassion."

When people are learning to experience the true nature of the mind by means of actual observation, which is the usual meaning of the term, meditation, they can have difficulty with concentration, getting frustrated or discouraged. To help with this, they are sometimes told to imitate the example of a butterfly. It sits for a time on the flower, but then flits away. It returns again and again, but always with grace.

Friday, July 27, 2007

Who can forgive you when you cannot forgive yourself?

Quotable Thoughts



If you want your dreams to come true, don't oversleep.

The smallest good deed is better than the grandest intention.

Of all the things you wear, your expression is the most important.

The best vitamin for making friends....B1.

The 10 commandments are not multiple choices.

The happiness of your life depends on the quality of your thoughts.

Minds are like parachutes.. .they function only when open.

Ideas won't work unless YOU do.

One thing you can't recycle is wasted time.

One who lacks the courage to start has already finished.

The heaviest thing to carry is a grudge.

Don't learn safety rules by accident.

We lie the loudest when we lie to ourselves.

Jumping to conclusions can be bad exercise.

A turtle makes progress when it sticks its head out.

One thing you can give and still keep ...is your word.

A friend walks in when everyone else walks out.

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

傷心地

我剛剛聽到一句話,覺得有些意思:
失去朋友的痛有如失戀的痛,唯一不同的地方是失戀會慢慢的不痛,但失去朋友的痛會永遠的痛。
我已經不再為愛而傷痛,反而為暫時失去的朋友而悲傷。
不過只是暫時而已...

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

七月十七日,晴



今天我很開心。我收到了一封email。
或許對他來說不是一件很重要的事,但對我來說,已經是一個很大很大的鼓勵。
短短的幾句話給了我無法解釋的安慰,希望我們可以有一個新的開始,無論從哪裡開始都好。
即使是沒有重要的意義,但我絕對不會貪心,我可以有一絲的希望已經很滿足了…

Monday, July 16, 2007

七月十六号, 陰

今日我去著醫院,見了心理醫生。
我坦白講出我的真心話,也坦白說出了我心底真正的感受。
我的心好痛、好酸;我不知怎麼可以面對一切。
我知道我放不下一些事情,離不開傷心地 -不過我只是想要回 “友誼” 這麼簡單。
我不知道到幾時才能夠輓回我不小心弄丟了的朋友。我要做回甚麼才能夠再一次開開心心地和他們一起哈哈大笑。
我甚至不知道幾時可以再見面。我一心只想要見一次面而已,但對他們來說,可能是太大一個要求了。

我說個故仔給你聽…

從前有一個女孩,出生於一個好家庭,有一對很愛她的父母。不知為甚麼天要收回這幸福的家庭,爸爸離開了家,不過還一直的愛惜她,疼她。
這女孩幾年後又不幸患上了憂鬱癥。
原本有一個知心朋友,一直的支持她,一直照顧著她;但她不懂得珍惜。
她愛上了一個好男仔,但不懂得怎樣去愛另一個人,結果又沒了。
她不單一直墮落下去,她也深深地害著了心愛的人,關心她的人;她不惜自己,也不領愛她的朋友的幫助。
結果,經過太多次的傷害,她的朋友只好離開。過了一段時間,她才發覺自己錯了,但是已經太遲了。
朋友也需要呼吸的空間,需要時間冷靜。她也到了現在才從新做人,愛惜自己。

但是一日過一日,她一直願,一直望,一直等。 她還在一直等帶,勇敢的等…

Sunday, July 15, 2007

Audrey Hepburn's Poem


For attractive lips,
speak words of kindness.

For lovely eyes,
seek out the good in people.

For a slim figure,
share your food with the hungry.

For beautiful hair,
let a child run his/her fingers through it once a day.

For poise,
walk with the knowledge that you never walk alone.

People, even more than things,
have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed,
and redeemed; never throw out anyone.

Remember, if you ever need a helping hand,
you will find one at the end of each of your arms.

As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands;
one for helping yourself, and the other for helping others.

Saturday, July 14, 2007

"To be, or not to be."

Many have thought that 'not to be' means to dies. People equate 'not to be' with action: taking up arms and vengeance (Hamlet against his uncle, who murdered his father). So if 'not to be' meant to die, then death would have the name of action on its side, when surely that title belongs to life. Instead, 'not to be' has the double meaning of 'to seem'.

Hamlet says:
"Seems, madam? Nay it is. I know not seems."

Denmark is rotten - everyone ought to be mourning for Hamlet's father, especially his mother. Hamlet ought to be king. Instead, the country is celebrating his mother's marriage to his loathsome uncle, who has assumed the throne. The feigning of grief, the seeming, the wearing of black by people who can't wait to feast at the marriage tables - these galled Hamlet. He wants no part of such a world. He won't pretend. He refuses to seem. He is.

Then he learns of his father's murder, and he vows revenge. But from that point on, he enters the world of seeming. His first step is to pretend to be mad, weeps at a play etc.. He has fallen into the domain of playing, of seeming.

For Hamlet, "To be, or not to be" isn't "to be, or not to exist." It's "to be, or to seem"; that's the decision he has to make.
To seem is to act - to feign, to play a part. Not to be is to seem, and to seem is to act. To be, therefore, is not to act. Thus his paralysis.

All action is acting, all performing is performance. To design means to plan, but also to deceive. To fabricate is to make with skill, but also to deceive. Art means deception. Craft - deception. There is no escaping it. If we would play a part in the world, we must act.

- The Interpretation of Murder, by Jed Rubenfeld

14 July 2007


Never been a reader or supporter of blogs or blogging. But now that I have time on my hands, and would like to learn more from my Adobe CS3, thought it not a bad idea to try dumping my "creations" on a blog.

Not sure who would read this, but it doesn't matter. Would share some works and stuff.

Support if you want, don't if you don't like. Just hope you can respect me. Thanks.