The best way to find yourself is to lose yourself in the service of others.
~ Mahatma Gandhi
Do let us have the opportunity to be at your service!
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Woke up around 5 something in the morning and started crocheting the owl key chains for one of my custom made orders.
As I was stacking those colorful and unfilled pieces up (the fun in making colorful projects) and looking at my other owl project, this scenario came to my mind:
Have you ever encountered people asking you a very simple question and yet you just have the toughest time or feeling too awkward to give them an answer?
At times, we tend to just blurt out questions with no consideration of the person’s feelings just because we wanted AN ANSWER to satisfy our curiosity at that very moment — and I am guilty of that.
Simple and seemingly harmless questions can and will transform into daggers when they are being thrown out at the incorrect moment and hit the bull eye of one’s heart.
Therefore, besides cracking our heads in trying to give people their answers, we may need to spare a few moments in our lives to develop the wisdom in asking a good, sometimes stupid but definitely not a question that would hurt.
Did I offer peace today?
Did I bring a smile to someone’s face?
Did I say words of healing?
Did I let go of my anger and resentment?
Did I forgive? Did I love?
These are the real questions.
I must trust that the little bit of love that I sow now will bear many fruits;
Here in this world and the life to come.
This is just a short post inspired by my crocheting projects as I am still in the midst of getting my blogging mojo back.
If you lovely souls are interested to read more on owls and ‘asking questions’, here are the links for the posts which I’ve written in the past:
Thank you for reading this post and have a wonderful weekend ahead!
Cheers & TTFN~ 😀
via Happy — creativeartworksblog
This is indeed a very good wake-up-call shared by creativeartworksblog.
If we were to focus on the sufferings caused by the pains given to us by life, we will never be able to understand why there is THE NEED to stay happy even while we are still in the midst of all those sufferings.
This makes “I want to be happy” a tougher ambition than “I want to be a doctor/lawyer/teacher…etc”
Pain is certain, suffering is optional ~ Buddha
What do we want to do when we grow up/older?
Let’s think about it…
Have a wonderful Monday ahead, always!
Cheers & TTFN~ 😀
Still having writing blocks and getting stuck at drafting part 3 of “Never…Never…” but never mind, here’s a cutie to start this wonderful month.
In the meantime, if you lovely souls are interested to know what we’ve been up to so far (besides blogging….*glup*…), do follow us at the following social media platforms:
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Have a great month ahead, always!
Cheers & TTFN~ 😀
As I was searching for a photo needed for my post “Never…Never…Part 3” inside the Dropbox folder, I found this buried inside the “Unsorted Folder” :
Well, obviously this belongs to one of the posts in 2014 (Share with Us @ Clouds N Cups) before moving over to this blog. If you lovely souls are interested in reading my past posts in that blog, don’t hesitate to click the link.
Phew! How time flies and when time is flying by so quickly, we may tend to lose track on what we’ve done in the past. Ahh…I do miss those prolific blogging days when I first started Clouds N Cups.
As defined by Vocabulary.com:
Reminisce is a dreamy way of saying “remember the past”. It is all about happy recollections and thinking back to stories from the past.
What a beautiful definition if you ask me.
This is just a short sharing with all you lovely souls out there — a blast from the past — and since I am strong believer of “Everything happens for a reason.”, I might just take this opportunity to reinstate my initial intent when comes to blogging.
Have a great day ahead, always!
Cheers & TTFN~ 😀
When I was around thirteen or fourteen, Lovable Mom needed some crochet items which my Godmother knew how to make.
With this rather-than-giving-you-a-fish-I-am-giving-you-the-rod mindset in her head, Lovable Mom asked me to learn crocheting from my Godmother instead of asking her to make it.
Since I’ve had bad experiences with using two needles, perhaps I might just do better with one needle.
SO…I TOOK THE CHALLENGE…
I MANAGED TO FINISH IT!
Although I had finished crocheting the item that Lovable Mom wanted, it was never up to her expectation(s).
“Tsk..Tsk…Tsk….your stitches are too tight.”
“The ruffle edges are supposed feel softer, just like the ones we had before.”
Despite getting all the steps correct, I was not able to control the tension of the yarn during crocheting.
I had become that very angry girl, once again!
It seemed that my brain and my fingers were not able to understand the word ‘consistency’ and this had proven to be a big problem for me.
Although Lovable Mom was very disappointed with the end products, I did try crocheting a few more sets over those years, thinking that perhaps more practices might just perfect my crocheting skill. Alas, all of them ended up having disappointing results.
Thus, I decided to stop crocheting and never to touch a piece of yarn again even when Lovable Mom asked me to make a few more during years later.
…*sob*sob*…Those ‘tension-filled’ crocheting experiences of mine…*sob*sob*…
(To be continued…)
I remembered learning knitting at the age of nine or ten and during that time, my mother had to look for those shops selling yarns in order to buy a set of yarns+needles for around $70++ meant for a sweater pattern.
Then I had to visit the shop every week to receive new instructions and assistance for the sweater…
I never even made it to finishing the base rows of the sweater!!
I was very angry, but mostly frustrated because it seemed that I just couldn’t get those stitches correct and when I FINALLY gotten those stitches correct, it was the problem with the tension of my stitches.
Every time I brought the finished piece back to the shop for further instructions, I was asked to redo the rows again and again…so many times until I decided to stop going.
Well, my mother was really mad at me for wasting $70++ on this unfinished project…and even after years later…when she spotted those untouched yarns during one of those annual spring cleaning…I would get nagged again…*sigh*….
It was really a bad…bad…knitting experience…
(To be continued…)