take action

Okay 2009 is coming to an end within 2 months.

2007/2008 have been transitionary years, gotta make 2009 count. A year that will stand out. Feel like most of the time i ve been on survival mode. Where are those life defining moments, those risks worthy of my time. At least one goal in the top 10, just one.

Career- set up my lab assay
Business- Kick start with a bang
Social- Go out with her and connect
Spiritual- 2 times a day, thts all, just 10 minutes each

Lets take it one step at a time,

tiny baby steps,

conscious steps,

with 100% conviction,

with nothing but HIM close in your heart,

be selfless oh young soul,

without any force,

be effortless,

give yourself wholeheartedly,

this is your time,

this is your moment,

the spotlight is on you,

dance, sing, smile, laugh,

cry, mourn, swear,

1 2 3 ACTION

Even if every single living creature on this planet cheered for me, in the end it is up to me to act. The whole entire planet can sing their praises, but in the end what do I tell myself, how do I see myself, what do I tell myself each time there is a stumbling block, in the face of “failure” what do I subconsiously tell myself. It is down to you, I am responsible for everything in my life.EVERYTHING…

I’m going to close the laptop and go play some games with my kids. Simona tells me I spend a bit too much time on the computer. But I’ll be back because this community is really fascinating I must say.

I mean I don’t absolutely need this to ‘do’ but it would really help to keep track and motivate, in particular at the family level. I need something with dates in it.
I did a ‘Eulogy’ exercise to get me motivated too, where I write an ideal obituary for myself of what I ‘accomplished’. Very uplifting.

90% of my goals have been reached in KL. Lets just see if I take actions, tick off all the goals, with passion and full of heart in Perth.

You live once.

Just can’t wait ;)

Stop thinking too much and just act.

Be unreasonable.

Get off this and just act.

We’ve been talking about it for years now, and negotiating for months, but finally, this weekend, we did it. We adopted a dog, a one-year-old “mix of mixes” named Kesi, who was rescued and re-rescued from South Carolina to Georgia to several inappropriate placements in Connecticut. Although certainly traumatized, she is sweet as can be, of wonderful temprament (she adores R and E), and clearly intelligent. She is tough and strong, and distinctively beautiful. And she is ours. We couldn’t be happier with our little girl … unless, of course, she were housebroken. :)

I learned something about myself last night. I can bend from my waist with my legs straight and place my palms flat on the floor (something no one in my family can do, even my children). I can also do a belt-high front kick, four in a row actually, with force and precision without falling over. For the athletes among us, this may not seem like much, but all day long I have walked around with an extra bit of pride, empowerment, demonstrating these skills to myself in my office, on the way down the hall to the restroom. My body has ability after all, and strength, flexibility. Maybe it always did, I just never knew it. This is a great place to start. My foray into martial arts has already begun to change my sense of my capacity. It has bridged the disconnect between my physical and intellectual selves, and bolstered my sense of power in integrating two previously disparate halves of a larger, greater whole.

I’ve made the necessary arrangements to sign up for karate!

^{thanks, Velo}

My children practice Tang Soo Do, a Korean form of karate, so I will officially join their class (the beginner section) in two weeks. It will be good for my daughter especially to see her mother pushing her physical limits, or at least being active. And perhaps my children can teach me a thing or two.

I’m so excited….