Loving Abundance

There in the Land of the Loving, two little girls skipped along pastel-colored pathways holding hands. The younger one was a constant visitor to this place of wonder. She led the way wearing an excited grin on her face, holding on to the older shy one while telling stories in rapid succession. Read the rest of this entry »

The office was quiet except for the whirring sound of the
air conditioner. Bent over papers and poring over figures, my attention was riveted to the shrieks piercing the silence. The screams were getting louder as the children neared the playground. It was such a cheerful sound! I couldn’t help it. I burst into a pleased smile. Read the rest of this entry »

“Sound, music, vibration, symphony, synchronization, they all refer to the restoration of our rhythms through vibration. Vibration is the essence of the universe. Enchantment comes from “en-” which means to become one and chant — to chant. Enchantment is the magic of healing that happens when you become one with the spirit through chanting. And the chanting is the primordial vibration of nature.” Read the rest of this entry »

I met this 52 year old woman three years ago and learned to admire her for her versatility, agility and strength that defies her age.

She comes in four times a week and arrives about eight in the morning and is readily greeted by my Pomeranian called Victoria who suddenly acts like a child waiting to be carried  — complete with a cheery bark, a tail wagging greeting and a relieved smile when finally finding her place into waiting arms. Read the rest of this entry »

I’ve ridden hundreds of taxi cabs.  And amongst them, I met two inspiring men that gave me the best taxi experience ever.

The first one made me laugh.  As I slipped inside his cab, I couldn’t help it.  Well, who wouldn’t laugh when I saw my face staring back at me?

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How did voice work become my self esteem help? There we were around thirty kids standing in the risers looking at our music teacher seated at the piano. We were singing the song “Tomorrow” from the musical play, Annie. After a couple of rounds, she suddenly stood up and announced to the class. She wanted some students to sing solo.

My teacher looked at us intently. Suddenly, she pointed her finger at me and said, “You will sing solo.” I gulped. Read the rest of this entry »

I never knew I would find myself teaching. As a little girl, I was scared of teachers. They were the kind who punished, the kind who seem to do nothing but watch every false move you make. They were the people who pinched your ears when they caught you talking in line or make you stand through out the period. Read the rest of this entry »