This is a provision shop in a refugee camp in Gummidipoondi, Tamil Nadu. Picture taken in 2008.
It must be the rainy weather – it lulls me into a good meditative mood ever since young.
To be mindful is to be highly aware of the moment and also in the moment – distracted neither by the past nor the future. It takes a few calm breaths of awareness to achieve this and once it is achieved, a flower can be better appreciated… aisehman.
“People usually consider walking on water or in thin air a miracle. But I think the real miracle is not to walk either on water or in thin air, but to walk on earth. Every day we are engaged in a miracle which we don’t even recognize: a blue sky, white clouds, green leaves, the black, curious eyes of a child — our own two eyes. All is a miracle.”
― Thich Nhat Hanh
This moment at Penang Hill melts me. I remember my parents bringing me and my elder sister up Penang Hill when I was very young – however with a few recollections that are etched in memory somehow. I remember the tram ride up mostly and also feeding peanuts to the Macaques in Penang Botanic Gardens and the pit viper temple. And here at this moment are 2 of my own kids looking at the scenery from the top of the hill. It makes me think of my parents and at the same time my kids in future… strange feeling. I wonder what Josh and Matt will remember of this moment in future when they decide to visit this place one day again. Oh well, perhaps they will read this post on this blog (which was partly written for them to reminisce in future) and see how a father looked at them shooting the breeze and reminisced about his childhood and pondered about the future (macam the 2 headed gryphon).
This is Pinanga malaiana. Shown here are the fruits which are arranged in two vertical rows on opposite sides of each bright red fruiting branch.
And this palm below is Nenga pumila var pachystachya. Shown here are the fruits which are spirally arranged along each pale colored fruiting branch.
Both are lovely understorey palms that are native to Singapore’s forests (which by the way are fragments that are in dire need of conservation).
What is it about the beach that frees a kid’s heart?
I am thinking that time and life is passing us by,
Unless we go faster than the speed of light,
It’s better to be transfixed in the moment.
This beauty of a cloud formation stopped me in my tracks as I was going back. Well it didn’t have to do much to stop me cos I was dragging my feet and pushing my bike wearily.
Well, so this sight was a good excuse to celebrate the day. Steam.
Jen says she can see an evil skull somewhere in the picture… Actually I can see someone taking a drag on cigarette and blowing the smoke away.