Some things crave, and surge, and yearn, so intensely, they echo from one end to the other.
Your dreams; I hear every staccato beat reaching out to this end so gracefully.
Hold on, and go on, just a little bit longer. Because maybe, the day waits to bask in beautiful sounds that won’t give up.
Your dreams; they’re a beautiful mess of an orchestra tonight.
I’ve been enjoying a lot of walking these days. Just lots and lots of walking under the impossibly lovely morning breeze. Some days with an aptly beautiful after-rain smell, some with a little hint of sunlight.
Here’s something else I’ve been enjoying - spending some quiet time bonding with my baby that has yet to be born, just enjoying the kicks as I do some reading. The kicks are amazing, they have been getting so much of my attention that someone else is probably feeling a little jealous.
Don’t worry, you’re still our baby too, Zalo. <3
Hello, I’m a heavier person today, very much amassed with baby weight, possibly some roti-canai weight and buckets of love I am constantly (and immensely) grateful to be blessed with.
Haven’t performed poetry in a while. Huge and preggers now, have to do it sitting down. Plus, this was a mellow piece.
But it’s a great feeling sharing and expressing the words I play around with from my morning train rides.
It’s an even better feeling discovering how much we can be inspired in ways we’d never imagine.
There are poems I write that come about from determined messages already in mind. And there are poems I write that seem to speak back to me with messages I’d only just realized.
This piece I was reciting is one of them.
I am glad to realize how much I have been inspired.
I must be a little much more than glad to be able to write and perform poetry for someone who truly has redefined inspiration in more ways than we’d ever expect.
I’ve got my second article up on the Pregnancy section of @makchic, an online mother’s portal for Malaysian mothers. Head over to www.makchic.com! :-)
Six years ago, I was a giddy university girl who couldn’t get enough of Bondi Beach. Who knew I’d one day be here again with a husband. :-)
P/S- There’s that sunlight and all, but this was really such a cold, windy day, we had sand flying in our eyes.
Playing around with one of life’s greatest gifts - sunlight.
Plus, it’s a self-portrait weekend. Because @instagram says so. #whpselfportrait
Had a pretty great chat with this guy. He taught me that the grandest mornings consist simply of saying “Thank you” under the wide skies we’re gifted with.
Good morning. :-)
Bismillah. Just to inform that I’ll be holding the sale of my #LoveLiaShop items until further notice. Orders taken before this notice though will still continue to be transacted, not to worry. :-)
I decided that I’d like to stick with just one job now (i.e. my full-time 8-5 day job) and to spend the rest of my free time resting and enjoying the pregnancy inshaaAllah. :-) I notice I get easily exhausted after a day of work and traffic, so I truly treasure all the remaining free time taking care of myself while nourishing the baby, having my feet up, enjoying fresh air, nature and lovely food, enjoying the company of the pillows on my bed and some good books, reading aloud to my baby, enjoying my baby’s kicks and spending quality time with close, loved ones. InshaaAllah. :-) <3
I’ve been reading a lot about the topic on how posting on social media these days could inadvertently lead to riyaa’ or showing off, and it scares me. I guess sometimes, even unintentionally, showing to the world some things could affect those who may not have the chance to experience what we’ve shown. I don’t know. But I get scared and tend to think and rethink sometimes on what positivity I can actually bring by posting something for everyone to see.