Monthly Archives: October 2014

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so we’re moving to taiping. it’s confirmed. and i couldn’t be more excited. we’re looking into building earth bag homes which excites me even more. just when i was having a couple of low days feeling like part of my dream has disappeared. it’s hard to adjust my vision of a future, but that’s just what life is. constant change. this is turning out to be a phase of change that’s lead to different dreams truly coming true.

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my cousin is visiting this week. so we went to visit another cousin. we’re all so far apart that we hardly see each other at all. but it’s beautiful how the love is still there. how it still feels like family. distance makes no dent in love.

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i also painted my guitar. i love how it looks, but i don’t feel it’s complete yet. couldn’t leave the strings off for too long though, because i missed playing it almost instantly. so i guess i’ll have to pain it in stages.

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i have always struggled with my appearance over the years. from weight issues to horrid acne. i suppose the world we live in doesn’t teach a girl to love herself very much, does it? even when big brands come up with ads that feature a diversity of women telling you that any size/skin colour is beautiful, it’s still just marketing. ads to sell a product. their product. disguised better, to reach out to the women who don’t fall into the category of “perfect”, but all it does is further drill into a girl’s head that they need to be anything else but their natural, raw self to be happy.

i think it’s really toxic, thinking or worrying so much about how one looks. i battled acne for over a decade. i saw a couple of doctors earlier on who gave me all kinds of soaps to try. then i tried all kinds of other products and creams. but no matter how expensive or branded the option was, my skin didn’t get any better. i thought it’d never go away, so a year and a half ago i finally gave up and stopped using products altogether.

4i quit make up and got rid of all the creams, washes, toners and moisturizers. it was about the same time i let my hair dread so that meant no shampoo and conditioner as well. all i do now is rinse my face with water, even when it’s oily. i haven’t used soap or facial wash in over a year. and for the first time in my life, my skin stopped causing me grief.

how ridiculous to find out after a whole decade that make up and “miracle pimple creams” were really doing the damage to begin with. it’s not like i didn’t know make up was bad. but washing never helped either. all i needed to do was just leave it alone, treat my skin as though it didn’t exist. why didn’t anyone tell me that?

i had to dig through folders of photos to find a non-edited photo of myself. didn’t realise how many photos i’d have to go through. i really never did want to keep non-edited photos around because i refused to share them. i was truly ashamed for so long.

i finally found a photo though, from 2009 if my memory’s right. and here it is next to a photo from today with no make up or editing whatsoever. just me and my natural bushy eyebrows (which i have stopped plucking) in all it’s glory.

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as you can imagine, it has been a really long and painful journey! i am really glad i took the plunge into living on the extreme end of natural and healed myself in the process. i love that i’ve grown into feeling the way i do about my outside now. not worried. beautiful. free.

the only thing i have a real difficulty going natural about is my armpit hair. maybe i can allow myself this one exception and not ever take that step as i don’t see how i’d ever enjoy the result of that. it has been getting progressively longer between shaves though, so i guess i’ll never know.

no one should ever feel any less than perfect. maybe instead of trying to achieve “prettier”, we all take a step back and stop trying – and just be beautiful the way we already are :)

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it was drizzling gently as the sun began to set while i hurriedly tried to make sure all the grass was cut before my having to pick my dad up later in the evening. fingers crossed that maybe he’d be a little impressed, or at the very least not disappointed in my housekeeping skills. lol. yoong and i spent a whole chunk of the day out – grocery shopping and picking up essentials. i also decided i wanted to make some naan with chicken makhani – a good hour plus to prepare. by the time i was done, i realised i hadn’t left myself with much time to get the grass cut. we have a little trimmer which gets the job done. a good investment for the price we paid – which actually wasn’t very much at all – which unfortunately also means it doesn’t cut very fast. then out of nowhere, this grass cutting guy pulls over on his bike outside our house, waltzes right in without asking or checking with us and insists very stubbornly on cutting our grass. usually when people do stuff like that, they do it part expecting some form of payment but he kept telling us he’d do it for free. and then he did. what a pleasant surprise.

as if the day hadn’t been perfect enough. the universe sends us a synchronicity to perhaps reward us for getting back on track with life and deciding to be that much more hardworking and responsible. we’ve slacked the past week or two because everything was hanging, uncertain if we’d leave to move or stay. but recent events made it very clear (to us) that we are happy being where we are for the time being. at least a few years. so we got back to taking care of the space. we worked hard to get here. it’d be nice to enjoy being settled for a bit, really get focused and functional – then move forward.

i believe in synchronicity being (one of) the universe’s way of communicating with us. to let us know we’re on the right path. the more we encounter “magic”, the more we know we are listening to our souls and following a good path. so i’ll take today as a really really good sign that we’ve recently made some beautiful choices. i mean, it’s not everyday that someone walks into your space and insists on doing something for you, for free, for no reason other than him wanting to do something nice.

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