Life is a Dance

i collect shawls/scarves. perfect for everyday-use and very nifty when it comes to travellin`. i just can’t get enough :)

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haha. my ultimate dillema when wearing skirts.. would be catching up with the wind and skirt gets blown up. in this case.. she doesn’t mind since it’s the beach and there’s no people around.

i love the wind tho. but i love wearing skirts too. yeah yeah next time ill wear zeee cycling shorts. lol

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oh, i miss this!
I remember my first water balloon fight was with a couple of youth’s at a youth camp. I was just asked to tag along by my aunt. I was still around 6 or 7. I ran around the whole area like craaaazzzzyyy!! I miss those days! :)

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ridingthisgreatbigmerrygoround:

journey-to-balance:

Whenever someone you love is far away

just look up at the night sky 

and remind yourself you are looking into the same moon

One of my dearest friend… transitioned already….. You lived your life a 100% and really gave your all and even taught me the meaning of passion.. and how to embody sweetness and love in our daily life.

you have always been the gentle…sweet… fun-loving energetic Imaginal that I know…. i love you always!!

*HUGS*

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aww it;d be nice to receive these flowers… one day… :)

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i need a moment like this… please? :) one day…

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It has been a month of wholeness. Extremes!

relationships…. business…. everything was extreme.

i’m also going through something in our business since I took it forgranted and now it’s come back up .. blasting right in front of my face..

but still thank you April for the experience. :)

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PERFECT! so, not IN LOVE.

This is what I have been mulling over the past few weeks…

Now I’ve a name for it: Wonderwall. Just my wonderwall :)

because IN LOVE grows after this Wonderwall-effect. It’s the feeling you get when the initial high disappears.. and that’s the most challenging part. I don’t think I’ve ever come to that - yet. Or was strong enough to reach through the fire my lover’s hands.

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one of my dearest friends is hanging on for dear life…. he claims he is tired… and felt not supported…

but.. we are here yan… we love you so much…..if you choose to move forward and keep living.. we are here… *love you much*

but we will respect and honor whatever it is your choice…

we know we are not to interfere…. and that only you.. can make your true choice… * I LOVE YOU!!!!*

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I’ve learned… one of my motivations to write… is “pain”.

I’m surprised myself. I guess, Ms. Y, was right all along.. one needs to go through the depth… and in that unfathomable throngs of pain… you begin to get a glimpse…

No, i don’t experience that much pain.. that often. Maybe, because I’m the rose-colored glasses gal… and that life should be full of rainbows & butterflies… but yeah, I would never know laughter… if I’d never experienced how it feels like to cry myself to sleep….

wait for my book! haha :)

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