Tag: Reflection
Am I writing enough?
It has been three years since Frames of Life Blog was established. At the beginning, I was disciplined and assertive in writing three to four posts per week. A commitment I made to myself, website was buzzing, and momentum was…
Thinking out loud.
Latest news of the day: The UK government decided to extend furlough scheme until September. I find it hard to imagine not working for months. Thinking about those who have been furloughed for months since last year, I would go…
Resilience.
“The human spirit is stronger than anything that can happen to it.” – C.C. Scott Childhood shaped me. Of all the memories I’ve accumulated over thirty years, my childhood chapter is the most vivid one. I had a lovely childhood. My…
Knowing me, knowing you.
Do you take interest in knowing about people around you? Do you know what they are doing, or at least care about their interest and what they are good at? I have family, relatives, and friends who don’t know what…
What’s your purpose?
Second week into 2021. Here I am, procrastinating about how’s best to make use of the next 50 weeks to come. It’s easy to come up with just about anything. Somehow, I’ve put in considerable thoughts into what I set…
2020 what it meant for us?
Just like that, 2020 will be coming to an end in a few more hours. At the beginning, we were all excited about a ‘decade reflection‘ or ‘#10yearschallenge‘, reminiscing what we’re like 10 years ago, compared to what we’ve become…
A slave to social media?
The explosion of social media has always been a hot discussion among professionals, in terms of opportunities and impacts it can potentially bring. No doubt, the current pandemic has encouraged even more social media usage as a mean of communicating…
The mountain that divides us.
Summer came and gone by swiftly. Falling leaves reminded me of an attic where I used to hang out with one of my cousins. From one of the corners, we could easily hear any conversations that were going on downstairs.…
What I saw.
Pastel blue ground, with touch of smoggy cotton plants. Trees line up in parallel, whilst withered leaves descent gracefully. Bright green, yellow and brown-coloured, like confetti sprawled on the ground. “Be a reflection of what you’d like to receive. If…
Hey, August.
You were here when I came into this world. Like the sun, often inviting. Like a lion, roars like there is no other. A woman of substance, not easily impressed. Like the gem of peridot, instils power. Like a bar…
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