perpetually tired

i have never really thought about it but today i came to realise that there have been so many people who commented that i look tired. one person even told me that i look perpetually tired. im like really? i never even realised that!
do i feel tired? yea i do feel tired but its normal right to feel tired. but look tired? perpetually? hmm….

i could brush it away if there’s been one or two person, but i have been receiving that comment from many different people. and today my mother who was, herself recovering, telling me i look tired!

so do i have enough sleep? i think i do, although it will always be difficult for me to wake up. i thought that is normal. but now that i think of it, maybe there is something wrong with me physically. sleep has always been important to me. maybe i havent had enough quality sleep. that’s why i feel and look tired.

ok ok no more procrastinate. make that appointment!

first hand trial. nlp based

here’s the story. i was just thinking about what happened to me yesterday. and how it had actually been a learning process for me.

i received a call from one parent who wished to confide in me about her daughter. we agreed to meet the next day because she said she wanted to show something as well. my mind was already reeling what could possibly be so important that she had to meet me? i almost am defensive of the mysterious and worrying voice which the mother had through that phone call. now this mother, the student’s name was rather familiar but i couldnt quite picture her in my mind and of course i did not remember who her parents are. i refuse to dwell on what the whole matter is going to be.

so its already the day we are supposed to meet. i had been busy the first half of the day with the fieldtrips and settling some letters that only after lunchtime i remembered our meeting. now usually i would already be anxious and nervous about the meeting. i would be thinking what could have gone wrong, is it us, is it the teacher, or the mosque? and most important, is what kind of situation it is going to be? because you see, i have had to deal with two difficult parents already, but alhamdulillah it went somewhat mild without a face-to-face conflict. this time now, it is going to be face to face, and both mother and father is coming to see me. already i am ‘shorthanded’.

but here’s the thing. i learnt in my basic nlp course about anchoring. and i did a confidence anchoring. an hour before the meeting, i did my anchor. when my colleague called to inform both parents have been sent to the conference room, i quickly did my confidence anchor + my happy anchor (just in case, so i dont look stress). met the parents, welcomed them, and surprise2, these are parents i vaguely remembered to have been somewhat patronising few years back. (there was another issue happened) i almost recalled the father to be someone quite the angry type? on normal circumstances, i would have been nervous and have that small kind of feeling.

i was set on trying out as well, mirroring and matching, in the hopes i could create rapport. i was conscious about it, i managed to mirror the mother, the father was still quite distant not making eye contact at all. the mother was doing most of the talking. i tried mirroring her. i think i created trust and rapport with her although i couldnt bring her to follow my lead. but the good thing was, she totally opened up to me. and most importantly, even i feel at ease. when before, i would be feeling nervous, lost focusing on the other people, not listening well, my palms may get sweaty and i wouldnt be able to converse fluently.

what surprised me most about this meeting, was i am totally feeling confident, i spoke fluently when i might have stuttered before. and believe it or not, i even gave advice to the parents like i know better! like ive done this before and dealed with this kind of issues before. but i know it all came from the heart. the mother teared listening to me. i actually gave her steps to approach her daughter. ok, this i learnt from my readings on education thus far.

and when at first i couldnt get the father’s attention, i managed to mirror him a bit, how he hold his hands and at one point, i tried to mirror him comforting his wife with a small nudge on her shoulder, although what i did was just hold her wrist. i know there was a change with the father because he started to speak up as well and shared more openly about his thoughts on the issue.

we ended the meeting both sides feeling almost relieved that a sharing have been established and a working together kind of relationship. the mother is comfortable, and for a person like me, i actually feel comfortable as well. i have always been an awkward freak. but i wasnt one that day. not at all. i felt motivated though. we could do this. i hoped for the first time, i had given the parents hope and a new perspective that they can handle this issue with their daughter.

(me, who doesnt even have a child, talking like i knew how to handle one, i have to say, my experience with my siblings might helped in some way)

SubhanAllah. this skills i learnt, had helped me. my first hand experience of practising it and realising it went well. i almost feel like i want to meet more people so i can create rapport and just for the sake of practise, more mirroring and matching, leading and pacing! just maybe, for once, i can embrace my introvert personality, but still be able to come out of my shell more confidently.

re-life

i had the most beneficial two day course on a weekend nevertheless.
a rediscovery of myself. rethinking and reframing of my life. and literally a work out for both my unconscious and conscious mind.

for the longest time of my life. i have always been unsure of myself. my decisions, my choice, my purpose. i have always been doubtful of what i can do and achieve and always so harsh on myself for not doing enough. i have perhaps put too high expectations on myself but then at the same time, not sure of whether i can do it or not and then i got stressed up and ended up going down. taking exhaustion as my reason of needing a time out (well being the introvert that i am, that is something i have learnt to look at is a need but not an excuse)

and there are moments i just go down and and just hate myself for what i am or not doing.

but these two days, i learnt of ways or tools to get back myself up again. it is definitely not going to be easy but i will practice and practice until i master them. until i master myself.

i am honestly still in that classroom and my brain doesnt seem to want to leave that learning situation. im still floating and reflecting. i am in my contemplation mode. almost like i am a different me and im just getting to know me better. and looking forward to give myself a chance to live up to my potential. without compromising anyone who is important in my life. without compromising ME.

i needed this. i know i have always neglected my self but this time around, i think i know better how to take care of my self.

the unconscious mind is really powerful.

anyway today, it rained after what seemed to be the longest dry season in singapore. subhanAllah. when i saw that it rained, my body seemed to resonate with so much awe and gratitude that our prayers have been answered.

near Him

On the authority of Abu Hurairah radhiAllahu anhu, reported that the Prophet Muhammad sallAllahu alaihi wa sallam said:

Allah subhanahu wa ta’ala said:
I am as My servant think I am.
I am with him when he makes mention of Me.
If he makes mention on Me to himself,
I make mention of him to Myself.
And if he makes mention of Me in an assembly,
I make mention of him in an assembly better than it.
And if he draws near to Me an arm’s length,
I draw near to him a fathom’s length.
And if he comes to Me walking, I go to him in speed.

restorative sunday

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so thankful for this day. i have longed for this day for so long. no no it was nothing special. it was just the restorative niche (a term i learned from Quiet;)) i needed. well, along with the menstrual cramps i am having.

as you might have known, i have missed my sundays for so long. but today, i braved myself to forget about work and let the day go through its course and full belief that everything will be ok. i must learn to let go. and alhamdulillah things to have gone fine except for little messages i received from my teachers.

i got to do laundry, read, watch tv, read again, actually do some writing (a blogpost, a review, proposal), power afternoon nap and finally dinner at our fave place (which is at Lau Pa Sat), only the two of us, me and hubby. i loved it. and i think hubby loved it too because he barely have me for a full day nowadays.

i feel i can do work better now. i can face the week. i can take a deep breath, clear minded and do proper work.

Alhamdulillah.

post review: why Quiet affected me

why Quiet affected me… a lot…

i realized there is nothing wrong with me. why would i say that? because i used to question myself. why can’t i be more friendly? why wasn’t i confident enough to just strike up a conversation? why am i too quiet? why do i retreat to my own shell all the time?

i came across the word introvert when i was much younger and loved using it to describe myself without really understanding what it implies to. i understand it now. i am an introvert. with full knowledge of who i am.

i have known there are people like me but i never get to connect with them and reading Quiet makes me feel like i am connected to all the 1 to every 2 of human beings out there who are introverts. well, except my husband, who is the only other person outside of my own family who is your very male version of an introvert. no wonder i connected to him, despite the age gap and felt that he accepted me wholly. during the get to know each other days, i never felt pressured to be someone i am not. i never felt pressured to always do the talking. we were comfortable with each other’s silences.

i have many things to reflect on the things i found out while reading Quiet.
i thought i was not confident enough when really it is just being me. i was too quiet and not a conversational kind of person, i am not weird in that sense, its just me, because i have always thought of myself as a very boring person. i have been underestimating and degrading myself for being too quiet, too shy, too boring, when if i could just embrace this self as it is, i would have soared more. and if i really embrace this me, i think i can be confident enough to face anything.

gosh, i really thought i was not good enough, i bought books on how to have small talk, for God’s sake! books on being confident, how to make friends because really, i do not know how to be an outgoing person, not friendly enough i guess, because i thought there is something wrong with me. it is not.

as the book mentioned, the world is made for the extroverts. but surprisingly, introverts have made equal success in their own special way. but many introverts had to be pseudo-extroverts because no one tells us otherwise. throughout reading Quiet, many things strike close to heart and i find myself diving into memories of childhood and school, teenage years and even uni years. well, my past was not so bad. it became better with the realization that my actions are true testaments of being an introvert. not because there is something wrong with me.

i am glad i picked up that book and head on read it. already my perspectives on life is more positive, i am more myself without feeling awkward and there is some power in being me. i am close to knowing myself better and better.

quiet

Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can't Stop TalkingQuiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can’t Stop Talking by Susan Cain
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Really enjoyed reading Quiet. It does not call for a review but calls for tonnes of self reflection and re discovery of the self. Im just really glad I picked up this book and read it page by page, pagemarkers on when something strikes really close to myself.

This book is going to help me in many ways, especially understanding me.

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friday it’s ok

I find myself sitting productively in front of my laptop and the brain actually functioning and focusing at the task at hand. and this happen on a friday.

not that i am complaining, i am more amazed. maybe the solitude and comfort of my home, some recharge me time before this, is helping me at this point of time.

After postponing for so long, a year in fact, i resume my facial treatment. i was lucky the package i took does not have a due date and the spa centre has been dilligently reminding me to make an appointment. i had to do it. it was nice. really nice. especially the face massage. that had me lulled to sleep!

next on the list will be some wash and cut for my pretty little hair nowadays (ella wannabe ;)) and maybe a massage one of these days. just today the lady who did my facial said my body is so stiff- you-should-take-our-massage-package. not that i do not want. i believe in going to one-two masseuse because these ladies will know your body and what it needs better. and furthermore, in this body preparation mode for pregnancy, i kind of prefer to have one or two personal masseuse so they know where to massage. so i guess its time to call my mother and make a massage date perhaps. hmm….time to find a day for that almost overdue off in lieu.

anyway, i find myself in front of this laptop, sending and replying to emails, which demands my attention, since i have been away for a course, having internal and external meetings as well as a day devoting just to settle fee subsidy applications. and i have to finish, i must, 3 proposals. one as an assignment, two more for a cluster projects.

i am honestly on a writer’s mode. because i am also excited to blog about many things! about my course, my personality and yes, the book i’m currently reading, Quiet, which does not require a review but a screaming in my head reflections. so many rediscovery of myself that i feel so much better being myself now. and yes the yuna concert me and hubby went to at the very last minute. that was somehow a nostalgic experience for me.

but i have to stop for awhile. cooking dinner!

jiwa nak kata

jiwa dan hati
minda dan diri

jiwa sering berkata-kata
hati cuba menenangkan
minda sering berfikir
entah apa yang diri kejarkan

terlalu sering minda lupakan hati
terlalu sering hati merajuk dengan minda
diri kadang tercepit
itu yang jiwa tak suka merana

dengar sini hati
dengar sini minda
dengar sekali si badan
jiwa nak kata

jiwa nak kembali ke fitrah jiwa
jiwa nak duduk diam tafakkur
jiwa nak sesekali kalau badan, hati dan minda bersatu
jiwa dah selalu dengar kata minda dan hati
jiwa tak mampu lawan badan
tapi sekarang jiwa nak kata
jiwa nak selalu dekat dengan Allah
jiwa selalu nak ingat pada Rasul

jiwa tahu tak mudah
sebab tu jiwa ada hati, badan dan minda
kita bersatu kembali
bersatu dalam fitrah kita
sebab akhirnya jiwa akan sendiri
jiwa belum sedia jadi roh

keeping time

its mid January no? reading about The Time Keeper makes me reflect quite a bit on my outlook of time.
I am reminded of a moment while working back in December that I asked for time to slow down because I still have a lot of pending work to catch up. and I was truly not ready to face 2014. I was not ready to face the work I have to endure in 2014.

then I did ask for time to move faster because I had just had it with all the work and I just want to go home and read. and how we are always rushing to go to work or complaining when the train is late when it is always on the go every few minutes. oh let’s not go into waiting for buses because I gave up on that.

we are always thinking about what will happen tomorrow if I don’t finish a task today, what will happen at the end of the week if I don’t do this and that? why not just focus on now. on today?

and truly the first weeks of January had been a rush. rushing to finish this and that, rushing to record the new students, rushing to send out letters because even parents have become impatient nowadays. rushing to return back calls, rushing to meet the teachers, rushing to make sure all classes going on well. its a mad rush. I didn’t think I had a chance to stop and breathe and just take it all in. its only mid January and I am exhausted. I am still rushing though. barely thinking for myself and my needs or that my family needs me. it is always about other people. other people’s times, parents’ timing, students’ timing. barely giving a bit of time to even say hello to my close friends.

I am going to teach myself to don’t wish for time. make do with the time given and don’t rush. coz my rushing is not for me. and people do not care. we have been so engrossed in work. so engrossed in what people expect of us, of what people want us to do for them. I would like to do my work and enjoy them. I do not want to feel forced. and for the second year, I am not going to make work the sole purpose of life. although what I do for a living could well be my purpose of being alive, but no, I cannot make it dominate my time. Already I am working 8 days last week. 8 days and a half. I forced myself to take time off Monday afternoon. I was bugged with calls and letters to send out. my off day is not a two days straight. I am always feeling exhausted. my off days are bugged with smses and calls, or, yea, back to work. im still ‘working’ on off day. and I am not even a business woman. I am a daughter, a sister, a wife. I don’t think im good at those departments now.

make time for myself. take it easy. don’t rush. things will be better I guess. 2014 is an exciting year but I have to face it with a clear rational mind and act effectively. not through rushing. keep time. as it is.

don’t feel rush. I’m a cancer, what can I say. we are domestic harmonious people. and I have my own idea of resting.

who is the freak who decided that everyone must work 8 hours a day anyway? 44 hours per week? what is home then? a place only to sleep? and you have to pay for a house for your whole life when you can only ‘sleep’ in it? you cant even enjoy your home coz you spend 10 hours outside, barely 5 hours of sleep and rushing through everything because of ‘work’. ok, I will stop here. because I am going to give a piece of my mind about living in this mad rushing island.

stay calm and do within what is in your control. today. not about tomorrow. What does the Qur’an teaches you about time? Patience.

learn some zen why don’t you Seri?