Adam & Eve

A boy becomes a man when he protects a woman from all harms, including that of a broken heart.

A girl becomes a woman when she loves unconditionally.

Together the man & the woman become divine bliss in the dance of Shiva Shakti.

As inspired by Corrine Bailey Rae

As the season change, there is not another rainy day.
I'd like to be free like a butterfly & shine like a star.
I'll have to go diving for hearts if no one will have my choux pastry heart.

Different point of view

Male on Female: Upper persuasion hoping to lead to lower invasion
Female on Male: Lower persuasion hoping to lead to upper invasion

Another post inspired by swoosh co

As I was walking past a store window, I noticed a t-shirt by swoosh co with the following saying "We Name Our Sticks". Hmm....I wonder what the name is - Tiger or Woods?

"Just do it" - Nike

Another one of those chicken & egg questions: Did Nike motivate its star golfer to “just do it” with the ladies or did the star golfer's “just do it” attitude got him the Nike sponsorship?

If Nike is to sponsor me with yoga gear & a world tour, I will have plenty to blog about. Hence, currently not doing it.

A tale

Once upon a time, there lived a girl (a normal happy girl - not a princess) named Tinkerbell. Tinkerbell (named after a character in the tale of Peter Pan) enjoyed laughing, singing, dancing and having tea with her friends - Fairy Funshine, Fairy TenderHeart, and Fairy Queen Mother. Tinkerbell was inspired by music and arts and was curious about philosophy, numerology, cosmology, and anything that her spirit was drawn to. Tinkerbell's kind & sweet friends were special because they encouraged satya (truth) in self. In the company of her fairy friends, Tinkerbell was truly free to be just the way she was.

Tinkerbell worked hard growing fruits, vegetables, and tea leaves in her garden. One day, out of sheer curiousity, Tinkerbell decided to go into the city. Naively, Tinkerbell brought her tea leaves with her in hopes of having tea with new company. Entering the city, Tinkerbell sensed darkness, sadness, and an air of evil. She noticed a large group of hetero men fishing for nymphs in the swamp. Tinkerbell cautiously approached these men and was instantly shunned. These men gave Tinkerbell the look of disgust. As an offering of friendship and peace, Tinkerbell offered them the tea leaves from her garden. These men took the tea leaves and proceeded to roll them up and smoked them. "Wait - you are supposed to steep them in hot water to make tea; they are not for smoking" said Tinkerbell. Tinkerbell tried to warn them that smoking these tea leaves could damage their physical bodies. Needless to say, these men ignored Tinkerbell's warning. After much smoking, these men continued their fishing activities - but lo & behold one by one they started to experience erectile disfunction.

Before Tinkerbell could leave for the safety of her home, these men started to yell at Tinkerbell and pelted Tinkerbell with stones and sticks. Tinkerbell tried running away but one of the men managed to capture Tinkerbell. Tinkerbell was tied to an old oak tree. These men continuously yelled out insults at Tinkerbell - calling her everything from ugly to a freak with wild crazy hair and a big butt. Tinkerbell was scared and sad - the light of her spirit slowly flickering away to the point that physical pain no longer mattered.

In times of trouble, the only way Tinkerbell knew how to cope was to hold on to her faith in the grace of the universe. As she was exhaling, Tinkerbell heard a soothing lullaby from afar and started to feel sweet warmth against her skin. Slowly she opened her eyes and smiled widely as she saw Tantra Guru glowing in front of her. "Don't worry Tinkerbell. I will make things right" said Tantra Guru to comfort Tinkerbell. [Note to readers - Tantra Guru was a guru of Tantra Philosophy which is not the same as Tantric Sex]

All the hetero men awoke to the bright glow of Tantra Guru. "Dear friends, I am here to humbly ask for you to free my student, Tinkerbell. Please open your heart to love and compassion. Exhale and let yourself be sensitive - perhaps with softness in your eyes, you will see beauty and goodness in everything around you, including those who are slightly different than the typical. Live kindly and let yourself love and be loved. Let beauty inspire you to show love and compassion to all beings". Hypnotized by the magical energy of Tantra Guru, the hetero men untied Tinkerbell from the tree and set her free. The hetero men started to sing and dance to a merry tune. They even complimented the women in the city of their beauty. The women in turn complimented the hetero men of their strength and intelligence. Even women who once pretended to be swamp nymphs to attract the hetero men started to embrace their true selves. The hetero men's previous disfunctions started to function again. Happiness was spiralling upwards.

Tinkerbell with the company of Tantra Guru started their journey home. Before Tantra Guru and Tinkerbell parted ways, Tinkerbell thanked Tantra Guru and vowed to continue to flow with grace and to have faith in the universe.

At home, Tinkerbell's sweet fairy friends nurtured her spirit and physical health back to her happy self again.

THE END.

Nummy Yummy

"A synergy of taste & quality from across the globe - every hour... every day... " - a motto for a local restaurant which somehow makes me think of how sweet it will be if referred to men.

An asexual micro-orgasm

The hetero male population in this 2010 Winter Olympic host city (where I live) has a special talent in leading a rather girlish girl (full of Shakti power) into feeling like a mere asexual micro-orgasm. Organic cleansing or intolerable cruelty? Lately, it's been an inclination to tbe latter. Yes, yes - time to plan a get away so that I can feel like a woman again or risksdissolving from an asexual micro-orgasm into a speckle of dirt.

No firearms allowed

Upon entering Bumbershoot music festival grounds this past weekend, I noticed the following sign: "No firearms allowed at events". I did think to myself - was this sign really necessary?

While waiting for Jason Mraz to step on stage, I overheard an interesting conversation between two guys and a girl. In attempts to impress the girl, one of the guys said to the girl "I used to be in the Marine - they really train you to kill. Till now, I still have the itch to kill".

THAT was why the no firearms sign was necessary at public events.

Dear Judd Apatow

Dear Judd Apatow

As entertaining as your movies are - I do wish to express my concern on the effects your movies have on dating for girls like me. Your movies which usually feature the average guy hooking up with the hot girl has made it more so challenging for average girls to meet guys (any guy). Well, you see, your movies have led the average guys to believe that only very hot girls are deserving of them - which leads to no men for the average girls. So, we, the average girls, are not only shut out from the hot guys but also the average guys now.

My plea to you Mr. Apatow - could you make movies about the average smart & funny girl ending up happily ever after with the hot, smart & funny guy? If that's beyond your capability or if that somehow breaks the mancode that you may have with the brotherhood, could you please convince the very talented Tina Fey to take on such challenge?

Yours truly,
Smart & Funny Girl

Do you find love or does love find you?

In this business of finding love, efforts certainly do not translate into results. There is absolutely no correlation, whatsoever - which leads me to think perhaps one can't find love but love would have to find its way into one's life. Love - by which I mean romantic love - is like family and friends - they just somehow happen; we certainly did not seek out family nor friends. These gifts are somehow blessed upon us naturally and organically.

Of course there is the camp which purports finding love is akin to finding a job. But getting a job translates into having to work. The last time I checked, there is still a negative connotation attached to "work".

In the business of finding love, I am just going to sit back and let love find its way to me. My part in this is to do everything that I enjoy doing and cracking open my heart. When love arrives, my heart will be open to let it in. Deal, Universe?

Oh, Lenny...

As I was listening to the Best of Lenny Kravitz last Sunday, this song spoke to me & finally inspired me to clean my apartment.

Heaven Help

There comes a time
To be free of the heart
I wanna be ready
Ready to start
On a love journey
Got places to go
Made up my mind
And I have got to let you know

Heaven help the heart
That lets me inside
Heaven help the one
Who comes in my life
Heaven help the fool
That walks through my door
cause I decided right now
Im ready for love

A funny feelings coming
Over me
Now Im inspired and open to being
In a love place
But its out of my hands
Im telling you baby that you got to understand

Heaven help the heart
That lets me inside
Heaven help the one
Who comes in my life
Heaven help the fool
That walks though my door
cause I decided right now
Im ready for love
Ready for love

I can't see whats out there for me
And I know love offers no guarantee
Ill take a chance and im
Telling you something babe
I got to let you know

Heaven help the heart
That lets me inside
Heaven help the one
Who comes in my life
Heaven help the fool
That walks through my door
cause I decided right now
Im ready for love

Ready for love
Take a chance
Take the chance on love
The heart, the fool

Summer solstice

This morning of the summer solstice I dozed off into a delightful lucid dreamland. I was flying in the cool blue sky and was greeted by beautiful heart-shaped clouds and a rainbow. I was happy and free. I was liberated by the wrath of looking for romance - it was a sign from the universe to set me free. I will struggle no more and surrender to the liberation that welcomes me. Total freedom to explore - to be the ultimate wanderlust.

Unskilled

Hooking a guy takes more skills than beauty & that particular skill sets, I seriously lack. Is it too late to start learning? I certainly hope not. Any love guru out there who would be so kind to share your knowledge & most importantly your expertise in this area? I need help!!!!

Ice lolly

I could seriously use an ice lolly or two in this scorching heat. I could in particular use the ice lolly that is inspired by Daniel Craig 007 out of the water shot. Yes, Del Monte is selling the special "license to chill" lolly - however, sadly only available in UK.

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/newstopics/celebritynews/5416143/Daniel-Craig-in-007-lolly.html

Sisterhood Unite!

To my dear little sisters:

I must share with you my experience with naysayers. Time over time, you ,as a female, will encounter many naysayers who convey to you negative messages such as you are not beautiful, you are not smart enough or too smart, you are weak, etc.

I was recently told that boys do not like girls who are funny and intelligent - unless you are hot. (Yes, I gasped when I heard such comment being verbalised - shocking). I cannot believe female oppression being so prevalent even today - "modern" times.

My dear little sisters - be as smart and as funny as you are - embrace all that God has given you. You are a creation of God and therefore you are always a beautiful being. By saying otherwise, the naysayers may have just spat in the face of God by negatively criticizing God's creation.

Do not fear success and self-sufficiency - by being able to take care of yourself, you essentially give yourself freedom to be curious, freedom to learn, freedom to explore, and most importantly freedom to love.

You are all beautiful in the eyes of the enlightened ones.

Om namah shiva ya

p.s. If someone tells you that you are not hot, just tell them that you are more so an editorial beauty over a commercial one - something useful I picked up from watching way too many hours of Top Model.

Reckless Abandon

'Tis graduation season for young adults - everytime I walked pass the local theatre, there seemed to be a graduation ceremony. Ah - those young faces, full of exuberance and excitement for the future. Youth reminds me of the reckless abandon ways to life - especially with respect to love. When did I start losing that reckless abandon ways? Like the Pepsi commercial, I wish to regain my reckless abandon to love. Rock on.

Blind optimism or an audacity to hope?

Often when asked what I want in the man (who I seeketh as a partner in life) - I answered "someone like Barack Obama". The usual responses range from "be real - that's not possible" to that beyond words but mere laughter.

I am not dreaming about making my life with a president (in fact, I rather not). It is not the power behind the man that I admire - but the many qualities of Mr. Obama (that are apparent to the public) that I am in awe of. I am taken by his quiet strength, the way he listens before he speaks, the humility he's unafraid to display with his self-deprecating humour, his intelligence, his "audacity to hope", his belief in the goodness in humanity, and most importantly the way he conducts himself with grace.

I need a man with such awe-inspiring qualities who will catch me before I slip into the path of Plath. In turn, I offer my utter devotion, respect, love, support and acts (which no words will do justice of - or simply the "catch-all" category).

Dear readers - if you wish to play matchmaker, send to me guys with such admirable qualities.

Pavlov's Dog - Classical conditioning

Love takes flight

Air New Zealand just announced its inaugural "matchmaking" flight set to depart Los Angeles for Auckland on October 13. The experience will include a pre-flight gate party, themed food, drink, games and entertainment. Passengers can upload their dating profile six months before the flight to scope out the other singles. What a fantastic idea? I think my travel plan for the fall is set.

http://www.thematchmakingflight.com/

Kiss Goodbye

I had drinks with my friend, LoveSickBoy, over the weekend who was clearly heart-broken. He recently parted with his love interest who had to return to her home country across the ocean. Before her departure, LSB surprised her by renting out the music studio with a grand piano at the local music school so that he can sing her a Chinese song titled "Kiss Goodbye" - very very sappy Chinese song. LSB who had not touched the piano in years rehearsed for a few weeks before he performed the song for his special girl.

I thought that was quite the romantic gesture (since I brought out my air violin and played it while he told me the tale and also again when he retold the tales to my other girlies). What was the most romantic gesture that someone had ever done for you?

State of Consciousness

There are three states of consciousness: awaken, dreamy, and unconscious. I often choose to stay in the dreamy and unconscious states where I hang out with the likes of Lenny Kravitz & Jamie Foxx meanwhile in my awaken state I have to be in the company of Socially Awkward Guy or the Disinterested Guy - which do you think is more sufferable?

Dharma

Very sad to share the news of the passing of great yoga guru - Sri K Pattabhi Jois. He who popularized asthanga yoga in the Western world and also taught many others who in turn spread the goodness of yoga to all.

The guru may have left the mortal world but he left us with the legacy of the goodness of yoga teachings.

Om shanti shanti

What is Love?

Hmm....that I don't know. All I know is the Universe isn't showing me much of that these days. Sigh.

Accessorize

Have you ever notice a guy's accessory? I, who usually am too distracted by a witty conversation or fine abs, to notice the kind of watch a guy wears was brought to attention of the case of digital watch by a buddy. According to my buddy, a grown adult male who wears a digital watch at a social function often falls under the category of unchic geek. Agree or disagree?

Hmm...I wonder what guys think of a girl who wears studded cuff along with a strand of opera length pearls...

Say what?

Last Friday, I headed to a charity function at a local pub/club with the usual fab girls after our happy hour drinks. There we met a few new faces - friends of friend. One of the new faces, let's call him Socially Awkward Guy (that is the nicest moniker I can come up with and you will soon realize why I said "nicest"), came up to me and started a conversation which went down like this:

SAG: Hi - you look familiar to me.
BB: Oh, really? Maybe we went to the same school - which program did you do?
SAG: No, you were in my dreams [Such cheesiness should have been my cue to exit conversation but I continued to be nice]
BB: So, what do you do besides hanging out at clubs & dreaming about me?
SAG: I play with myself [That was the exact phrase he uttered - I was certainly shocked by this point]
BB: Hmm....maybe you shouldn't tell strangers that you play with yourself, especially girls.
SAG: What's wrong with that? Everyone plays with him or herself. I'm not good with girls.
BB: Umm...maybe you're not good with girls because you spend all your time playing with yourself.

I had enough of this conversation and turned to the fab girls and retold them the convo that I just had with SAG. They were as shocked as I was. For the rest of the evening, I avoided SAG.

As the girls and I were dancing and having fun, I felt someone grabbed me from behind - and it was the disgusting SAG. EWW!!!!!!! The girls, as reliable as always, came to my rescue & immediately built a wall to protect me against SAG. I was kept safely away from any further grabby hands or rude conversation from SAG.

I think I may have hit the lowest low in terms of my social interaction with the men in my cities.

Someone to watch over me

Next time I am asked the question what I seek in a guy - I shall sing to them this lovely Gershwin song which sums up all my sentiments.

There's a saying old

Says that love is blind.

Still we're often told

"Seek and ye shall find.

"So I'm going to seek a certain lad I've had in mind.

Looking ev'rywhere,

Haven't found him yet;

He's the big affair I cannot forget -

Only man I ever think of with regret.

I'd like to add his initial to my monogram.

Tell me, where is the shepherd for this lost lamb?

There's a somebody I'm longing to see:

I hope that he

Turns out to be

Someone who'll watch over me.

I'm a little lamb who's lost in the wood;

I know I could

Always be good

To one who'll watch over me.

Although he may not be the man some

Girls think of as handsome,

To my heart he carries the key

Don't you tell him, please, to put on some speed,

Follow my lead? Oh, how I need

Someone to watch over me.

Where are the heroes?

I had a complete wipe-out this morning on my way to walk on a busy business street. I am glad that I wasn't hurt but very disappointed that there was no hero who came to my rescue. Am I no "damsel" and therefore undeserving of some form heroic rescue from a dashing hero? Sigh - is this city completely hopeless or what?

Walk of shame or swagger of pride?

Ms. Smooth Operator sauntered into the office wearing a dress - unusually dressed up for Ms. SO who usually prefer trousers to dress. Ms. SO's boss cheekily teased "Hot date tonight, SO?" Ms SO responded "That was last night".

This situation is typically referred to the walk of shame but here in this men-deprived city, we call it the swagger of pride.

Watch the steps

I finally mustered up enough courage to go to the yuppie gym. I surprised myself - I am fitter than I gave myself credit for. As I glided down the stairs to the women's locker room, I passed a guy who avoided eye contact with me at all cost. A few steps down, I heard a plop and thud. The snooty guy missed his steps while he gave me the brush-off. There you go - I did make a guy fall for me - literally on the steps.

The Wedding Date

My mom called me earlier this evening and asked "Your cousin wants to know if she should send you a plus guest invitation to her wedding or a no-guest invitation".

Crap - the wedding is less than three months away - July 11, 2009 - the exact day of dread. I am happy that my cousin will be marrying her true love on that day; however, I am slightly concern about looking like a loser without a hot date in my arms. The wedding with be the first of my generation on my mom's side. Of course, I dream of having the most handsome, charming, and intelligent guy who can dance to accompany me to this wedding.

So, dear friends - if you know of any handsome, charming, intelligent guy who dances well that is looking to earn good karma points, please please please send him my way. I only need him July 11 & dressed in a nice suit. To repay your kindness, there is one ticket for you to the No Doubt Reunion Tour on July 18 (celebration after day of dread) - great seat.

If all else fails, perhaps I should check out imdb in search of an actor who will play the part of charming date to the wedding. (Hmm....I wonder if Robert Pattinson will still be in town shooting Twilight at that time....)

Give me Ass

My anusara classes are never boring - always entertaining. During this evening class, my lovely instructor called out "Christopher, move your right butt check to BB" (BB is yours truly - in case you have forgotten) "Christopher, don't move your ass to Tom (on your left) - move it to BB (on your right) - give her more ass". I love Anusara - even my instructor is trying to help my cause. Hahaha.