Sweet Miracles

Little boy has been “full of personality” these days.

He ducks his head down, and rolls his eyes upwards whenever he feels like it, in response to our question or comment. Unfortunately, this rude little action has gotten a few laughs in the past (not excluding from myself!), so it is likely to persist for some time.

He screams when things are not being done HIS way. Thank gdness, it only lasts less than 10 sec, and has not reached the ear-piecing decibels that threaten to blow up the eardrums of anyone within 10 m radius.

He REFUSES to share, and my response alternates between “this is how 2 year olds are supposed to be like” and “oh no, if i don’t teach him to share, he’s going to grow up to be a selfish jerk”, which means that i either need to do some EFT on myself or (maybe and!) go back to the library to get a gd dosage of advice from the parenting books there. The thing is, everyone else lectures or responds negatively when he doesn’t share, especially my mum, that i somewhat get influenced to do the same, even though i know that this IS a phase and it WILL pass. The worrying bug can be very contagious.

He asks you to go away if you have offended him in some manner. I was initially hurt by this remark, but am now rather immune to it, and sometimes even amused. I only hope that he hasn’t learnt it from me, cos i do use this remark from time to time, but don’t recall using it in front of him. In fact, i used it more before he was born. Genetics, karma (retribution kind), in-the-womb training? Mr Gua Gua told me that once he pointed to the door and shoved my mother/his father towards it, saying GO AWAY. Again, i alternate between being nonchalant and worrying that little boy is becoming an inconsiderate ill-mannered child. Seriously considering getting those CDs with affirmations embedded in the music, probably the ones on manners first!

Of cos, together with these acts of defiance which really shows his wanting to be independent, there are also many adorable endearing moments too.

He has learnt a wonderful repetoire of songs and enjoys singing to himself together with his little piano. His repertoire includes I love you (Barney’s classic), Baa Baa Black Sheep, Old MacDonald (of cos, he only knows the EIEIO!), Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, Happy Birthday to You, ABC (i was very impressed by his rendition, with the close enough melody and lyrics), London Bridge (though instead of “falling down”, he sings AIYA-PAS which i don’t know where it comes from), This Old Man and Mary Had a Little Lamb, and i think a couple others that he may have learnt from childcare cos they sound like there might be a melody, which i can’t recognise. I just got a new phone and now my sms ringtone is a “Hello hello…Papa” from him, while the phone call ring tone is his London Bridge rendition. Now it’s a delight to receive phone calls and smses! (which means, in the past, not always :P)

When he is aware of something happening, from a cry of shock or dismay from any one of us, he will ask with concern, what happened?

His non-stop, HAR? When i reply him, he HAR? again. When i repeat, he HAR? again. When i explain in a different way or elaborate somemore, sometimes he still HAR? Sometimes i feel like i’m talking to an old man who is hard of hearing. Worse still, i get influenced by him to HAR? in my responses to other pple myself. :/

On our way to school, he loves running down the tracks meant for the blind on the way to the MRT control station. His running speed is incredible, and one of his hands would be waving in the air, which makes me think of Nemo and always makes me laugh.

When i record him singing or making funny noises and play back to him, he would chuckle with great amusement and ask me to play again. So far i haven’t gotten my “perfect” recording of him singing yet… but i got a lot of funny little recordings. One is “I love you, you love me… (and here i was crossing my fingers, hoping he would finish the 3rd line which would make this pretty good and suddenly…) RECHT!” Huh??? I was asking him, where did that come from, and he giggled at me. When he heard the playback, he laughed his head off at the RECHT and wanted to do more RETCH renditions, so now i have RECHT 2 and RECHT 3.

I am  getting angry at Mr Gua Gua a lot less recently thanks to EFT, but once i blew up at him for returning late on a Sunday afternoon without prior notice and delaying our Botanic Gardens outing. I’m not one to believe that we cannot fight in front of children (of cos, must also resolve in front of them) so little boy was there looking very concerned. He lectured Mr Gua Gua in his little boy language, as if scolding him for making me upset, and then imitated Mr Gua Gua in talking to me in an apologetic way, as if he’s sorry that i’m angry. How could i stay angry for long? He’s a natural peacemaker, my dear boy.

He has learnt to negotiate. Mr Gua Gua bought a computer game for him (which was very courageous of him cos he knew it would mean facing my anger!) and i have allowed them to play a max of 4 games a day, 2 in the morning, 2 in the night, which shldn’t take longer than half an hour in total. While he doesn’t know the game, i think he enjoyed sitting on Mr Gua Gua’s lap and watching him play, as Mr Gua Gua explains to him what’s going on and ask him to look out for enemies to shoot down. When he ask me, play game? Sometimes i give in and say, one more. Sometimes he will say o-hay (okay), sometimes he will say, two more. When he’s really lucky, i give in but Mr Gua Gua knows that these 2 games shld be ultra short ones which will effectively make it only a bit longer than one game… of cos, now we can still fool little boy, we outwit little boy when we can, before he grows up and starts outwitting us!

Recently the button on the control thingy went missing, and little boy understands that without the button, the game cannot be played. Nevertheless, he still tries his luck and asks us everyday, play game? - in an ever so hopeful manner. Again, this evening, he asked, play game? with his hands crossing each other like punching the air, and i don’t know where he learnt it from (together with a whole lot of other things!) but it’s so cute.

He must be going through many exciting things in his life with school and new adventures everyday. During this entry, i heard him laugh in his sleep. Few minutes later, he started crying and i had to go in and nurse him, and do some tapping on him, so he settled down in less than 2 min. A while later, as he turned over to lie on his back, he raised his hands up in the air and clapped! Haha… talk about being temperamental, it applies to even when he’s asleep!

Well, whether he is sulky rude little boy, or cheerful charming little boy, i love him all the same! And I think that’s where the power of EFT lies. Yesterday it was a particularly bad day as he cried when i didn’t allow him computer games in the morning cos we were late in leaving the house, and he wanted to wear his slippers instead of shoes (which i’m ok with if the slippers didn’t drop everytime i carry him), and i had to threaten to leave without him (which i know it’s bad). Then when we reached school, he cried cos i unlocked the gate and he wanted to do it (which he couldn’t!), and he cried even more when i left him with his teacher, perhaps cos he knew he wasn’t a very gd boy that morning.

Well, to be honest, that was considered a rough morning, and it wasn’t really THAT bad, and it rarely happens. Little boy IS a really gd boy, and as we nursed, i decided to do some EFT for all the happenings of the day. Ideally, EFT shld be done everyday to keep him cleared of any emotional stuff as much as possible, but i don’t. Yesterday, i thought it was really needed, so i said stuff like the following:

“Even though you don’t listen to Mummy, you’re a gd boy and Mummy loves you. Even though you wanted to play computer games and i didn’t let you…. and you didn’t want to wear your shoes but wanted to wear slippers and Mummy didn’t let you… and even though Mummy was angry at you and scolded you, and wanted to leave without you… even though you refuse to share, and you don’t say hello or bye to pple when you see them, you are a really gd boy and Mummy loves you very much.”

I said those while tapping him consistently and i knew he was listening intently, but i didn’t have any expectations of seeing any change cos i didn’t do more than a round for any of the stuff mentioned.

Yet, today, he was perfectly angelic and he followed all my instructions. He even said bye to our neighbour (he used to do that all the time when he was young but stopped in the last few mths) and i was even more surprised when he said good morning teacher when i prompted him, cos he has NEVER done that yet. Basically he was coorporative and cheerful and listened to everything i said. I really think that it was the effects of the very brief EFT i did with him the night before.

The only exception was the sharing part… but heck, i have not yet seen a toddler who shares willingly without being coerced or prompted in some way, so i’ll just EFT on MYSELF for my worry on that. Think that will prob work much better. Hurray for EFT! 

Btw, we will be going to Hong Kong Disneylang this Thursday and coming back on Sunday. We are ALL very excited about it. Mr Gua Gua keeps talking about it, and when we tell little boy we are going to Disneyland, he would cheer with a YEH or start singing Hot Dog Hot Dog Hot Diggly Dog (one of the main songs of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse).

Talking abt that song, Mr Gua Gua agreed that it’s one of the evil Disney plots to tempt children to think hotdogs shld be their main staple..and of cos, they have hot dogs in Disneyland. I was demonstrating to Mr Gua Gua how this song could be changed to Broccoli… or Carrot… or Radish… and he insisted, it just doesn’t sound the same. I agree about broccoli and carrot, but i thought radish sounded pretty good. Radish Radish Radigly Dish…  *shrug*

Anyway, if little boy ever wants to eat hotdog, i’m going to tell him it contains dog meat and do a few woofing sounds… who knows, maybe it will deter even Mr Gua Gua from eating hot dogs too. I can be very evil too. Hiak hiak hiak…

Aside from the hotdog scheme, i’m a fan of Disney too and still enjoy the Disney magic, so yes, i’m looking forward to this special trip too. Disneyland, Mickey, and the rest of the Disney gang, here we come!

Today was the 2nd session of my EFT Level I workshop. The bad news is, i lost about 5 pple from 1st session… and i know at least 2 of them are occupied with other activities which i have no control over. Not sure about the rest, and what i plan to do is to email them to ask for reasons why they didn’t come, get their feedback on the workshop, and invite them to join the 2nd session of the July run so that they can get their certificate of completion.

The gd news is, it was another fantastic session today! Some participants were able to share reports of how they used EFT for themselves and others. One managed to incorporate as part of her yoga daily practice and noted improvement in her chronic neck pain. One was daring enough to use it, albeit for her daughter and not herself, in public - despite strange glances from other pple, kudos to her! Another, who is a school counsellor, have been using EFT on her students all week, even doing it in groupwork, and aside from having shorter sessions with students who actually say they feel better and are ready to leave the room, she also noticed that by the end of the day, she feels less grouchy and more cheerful. That’s the wonderful thing about being an EFT practitioner - with all the tapping you do on yourself while accompanying your client in the process, you can’t help but balance your own energy system, and feel very good even after a long day of seeing clients!

I’m very glad that i managed to share a lot of my personal experiences with them, cos i think that is one powerful way to connect with the audience as well as show them that i’m a living example of how EFT works. In fact, i passionately advocated to them that EFT should be spread to the public. Of cos, not everyone may find EFT suitable for them. But at least pple would know such a tool exists and can have the choice of whether they want to use it or not.

There were plenty of nods in response to my wish that more pple learn EFT, so that they can use it to find inner peace. And i do hope that they will share EFT with those around them, either by teaching them directly or recommending my workshops to them. I truly believe that when more pple knows what EFT is about and that it’s more than a strange tapping technique, together we can bring about world peace, starting from ourselves.

As i told Mr Gua Gua, even though i feel pretty drained by the end of the workshop, because honestly, public speaking isn’t something that comes naturally to me, i also feel tremendously fulfilled. It’s a great satisfaction to hear participants report how they have found EFT useful and how they intend to use EFT to help themselves and other pple in future. It’s also a great satisfaction to share some of my learnings from personal experience and my counselling practice, such as why some of us may choose to keep our problem (i wrote an entry specially on this, in How can EFT/therapy help you), because it happens to so many of us. And educating many pple at once on this means that i can help to raise their awareness and help them clear their own issues more effectively.

As Mr Gua Gua aptly puts it, i’m teaching pple how to fish for themselves…. and what a tremendous blessing it is for me to be able to do that! I’m seriously considering doing EFT workshops on a monthly basis, perhaps every last 2 Sundays of each month, perhaps 2 Level I workshops which will focus on self-help alternating with 1 Level II workshops which will focus on achieving personal dreams and helping others. There are only benefits to doing workshops. Income is only one of the factors. Another huge benefit is that i get to truly benefit so many pple at once, and those pple will get to help those around them as well, creating a wonderful ripple effect that will result in much healing being done. It makes me smile to think of that. The thing about workshops is that most pple already come ready to learn, ready to help themselves, and of cos, because they have paid a sum of money to come, they would be motivated to get the most out of it. Compared to counselling, where sometimes clients are forced to come or just want to come and complain, workshops can definitely a much more effective way to make a real difference.

Of cos, now that i’m asking the universe to send me only those clients who are ready to change, i believe that counselling is a way to help the client define their healing journey so that they can move in the right direction for themselves. As my EFT reputation grows and pple come to me having learnt EFT already and just need professional support to access deeper issues, i am sure i can support them much more effectively, compared to clients who are not ready to use EFT yet and are more used to talk therapy. Overseas EFT practitioners sometimes have the advantage of working in a community where EFT has already been popularised, and there is not much need to explain EFT and some of the concepts to the client, saving a lot of time and increasing the rate of clearing of issues. Nevertheless, i have already been through the difficult phase of introducing EFT to clients who have never heard of it before, which only steepens my learning curve, and that’s a gd thing too, but i am still looking forward to specialising in EFT therapy and encountering clients who already know what EFT is all about.

I’m also very blessed to have such a supportive Mr Gua Gua. Initially, i was in a dilemma whether to do EFT workshops on Sundays or Saturdays. Sundays would be mean cutting into family time. Saturdays would mean cutting into my counselling time, especially working clients who can only make it on Saturdays. When i told Mr Gua Gua about my dilemma, he said i can just go ahead with Sundays and he would support me all the way. In fact, he was adamant about taking care of little boy on his own today (though my MIL still came later in the day cos she doesn’t quite trust Mr Gua Gua herself!) and i think they got some quality father-son bonding today.

For these 2 Sundays, Mr Gua Gua has been bringing little boy to my office after his nap, which nicely coincides with my packing up time after the workshop, and i have had the joy of hearing little boy calling out for me Mee-MEEEEEE, and watching him bend over to peer through the transparent part of the glass doors. After i let him in, he would happily pitter-patter in and help himself to the water dispenser, leftover bananas from teabreak, and make sure he tries out all the things on my table e.g. phone, computer, pen and paper. The day gets even better as we go off to East Coast Park. ECP has developed a lot since the last time we have been there (as Mr Gua Gua reminded me, on our very first date 6 years ago!), and now there is a wide range of eateries, carnival rides, booths, etc. For these 2 Sundays, little boy has enjoyed himself at the rides and MacDonalds’ playground, and both Mr Gua Gua and i have been pleasantly delighted by his total enjoyment of the claypot porridge at the Hongkong cafe. Seldom do we see him finish his food at one sitting, and not only that, he would pause every now and then to look at us and exclaim with a thumbs up, VERY GOOD! Wow… The food is slightly pricey, but with such a nice and comfortable ambience and great food, and such rare rave reviews from little boy, we are definitely going to come here more often.

Today i also took him down to the sea and to my surprise, he wanted to dip his feet into the waves. What a long way he has come, since his younger days where he would not dare to go into the sea - today, even with the stronger waves splashing onto his shorts, he would laugh excitedly. Little boy is not such a little boy anymore!

Another bonus benefit of going to ECP… little boy would be totally drained out by the end of the day. For the first time, he fell asleep in the car and i had to carry him up to the house. I left him on the mattress and he hardly stirred. After my shower, i got him undressed and gave him a really quick shower. Even as i was dressing him, his eyelids were closing, and once i got him to nurse on the bed, he was back in dreamland in less than 10 min, so i got to catch up with Mr Gua Gua (who is getting back on track with his own life purpose too… hurray!) and blogging. The perfect end to the perfect day. And we may do this on all EFT workshop Sundays…. great!

Even though I was tired, just like the previous Sunday, I couldn’t fall asleep as my brain would be buzzing with memories of the workshop and my excitement about upcoming ones. Already, i’m getting invites to do EFT at external organisation, and i think i’m gonna have to EFT myself to calm the excitement a little! Finally, i’m fulfilling my dream of doing EFT workshops, and perhaps, my dream of bringing it to schools, hospitals, etc is just around the corner. Imagine, if all nurses, parents, teachers and counsellors are trained in EFT. Wouldn’t that be something?

Well, let’s see what the universe brings along next… i have been telling the universe to “use me” (inspired by one of the Journey practitioners) and asking “how can i serve” (inspired by Wayne Dyer), and i believe opportunities will come knocking on the door very soon.

What all those books and teachers say are true. Once one is living his or her life purpose, everything starts to fall into place and life becomes a joyful dance, where you just need to go with the rhythm… indeed, this is becoming the case for me. And my journey has barely begun… WOW! Filled with gratitude right now… THANK YOU, UNIVERSE!

Mr Gua Gua has been diagnosed with a gallbladder infection, with more than one stone in his gall bladder. The other night he told me he dreamt that his stones became diamonds. My personal interpretation of that, which i didn’t share with him, was that they would teach him certian spiritual lessons, which are worth their value in diamonds. Not sure whether Mr Gua Gua would agree!

Few moments ago, he made the Freudian slip of calling his so-called gemstones GERMstones, which i thought was pretty apt - as most Freudian slips usually are. He insisted that he pronounces gem as germs - we all know better.

I really have very little sympathy for Mr Gua Gua’s germstones. Call me a heartless pragamatic new-ager, cos i believe that’s truly what i am. Especially after reading and attending The Journey, where Brandon talked about Deepak Chopra’s findings about the body. Our cells renew themselves over a period of time that can range from 2 days to 6 weeks. So the question he posed was, how is it that a liver that is diagnosed with cancer in Jan still remains as a liver with cancer in June, when the liver is completely renewed in 6 weeks time. The answer is cellular memories, that get passed on from the parent cell to the child cell. However if we are able to neutralise the cellular memories and break the intergenerational patterns of the cells, we ARE able to heal ourselves completely. That’s one of the basis of why The Journey can have such a powerful transformative effect, both physically and emotional.

And that’s what i told Mr Gua Gua, that if he were to do enough emotional work, he can have a completely healthy body by next year. Understandably, he was skeptical and i don’t blame him. Still, knowing what i know, it’s hard for me to buy into his “oh poor sick me” ranting when he is at the same time cursing the government and all the other sinners of the world which is only injecting more poison into his own body.

Well, gallbladder infections are supposed to be dangerous, and the doc has certainly implanted enough fear into Mr Gua Gua and his folks, by saying that the gallbladder can burst at any time, and that would be the end of Mr Gua Gua (he finally gets his wish of “bi bi bo bo” - the funeral trumpeting - way before his projected age of 50!). I’m not exactly too worried about it though because i have this feeling that Mr Gua Gua is going to remain in this world for a few more decades, and this particularly painful health issue is merely a wake up call from the universe - “hello, is this enough for you to start clearing your bagful of trash now, and start doing what you are here to do?”

In fact, that’s definitely not his first wake up call, and i hope that it would be the last. Mr Gua Gua is not dumb either, but he does need a gd kick in the butt! Anyway, being a garung guni man who can’t even bear to throw plastic bags away, he declared that taking his gall bladder out of his body is going to be a no-no for him.

Coincidentally, i met up with my naturopath doc friend yesterday who had, earlier in the day, met a group of clients who also had gallbladder and liver problems and treated them using some kind of gallbladder cleanse. According to him, gall bladder problems indicate resentment and bitterness. I thought that was hitting the nail on the head, and so did Mr Gua Gua, when i relayed that to him. My friend was very nice and could have just allowed me to ask Mr Gua Gua to look for him for consultation and treatment. Instead, he recommended me to try a DIY potion of pure lemon juice + olive oil + epson salts, which is supposed to break up the gallbladder stones so that it can be passed out either through the anus (ouch!) or uretha(double ouch!). Apparently just one dosage is enough for that to happen, so Mr Gua Gua is definitely going to give it a go soon.

Of cos, i would have loved to try The Journey with Mr Gua Gua, but being typical i-don’t-need-help Mr Gua Gua, he said he has his own ways. The unexpected gd news from that is that i found myself getting minimally agitated by the fact that he doesn’t want my help, when the old me would have gotten pretty pissed at him. Guess all the work i have been doing on myself via The Journey, EFT and chanting have helped me develop much more detachment, clearing my ego’s need to be the saviour of anyone. At the end of the day, we really do choose our own paths, and as we walk our paths, we also respect and honour other pple and the paths they choose to walk on. This is a realisation that has recently deepened, thanks to a family constellations session that i tried out with the same naturopath doc friend. I’m very fortunate to have such a wise and spiritually advanced friend.

Well, i’m also aware that my rather callous response to Mr Gua Gua’s suffering is in part due to my upbringing, as my mum can be callous at times too. I am past the stage of blaming her, and now just wish to do more work on myself so that i can uncover more of my true nature, which is of unconditional love. One of the things that i’m currently practising is the “Who am I” meditation, as taught by Brandon. During The Journey Intensive, we got into pairs and keep asking our partner “Who are you”, thanking our partner for whatever reply he or she gave, including non-responses. During sharing, a lot of us eventually experienced Source towards the end of the exercise- the feeling of vastness, love, peace, stillness, etc (Source can come to each of us in different forms at different times) - after we have used up all the labels that the ego can come up with. Brandon said that in Buddhist retreats, practitioners can be meditating on this question for up to months, and because we have all already experienced Source during the first day, it was very easy for all of us to dip into Source again through this “Who are you” exercise, in a matter of minutes.

A DIY variation would be to ask “Who am I” which is what i have been doing on MRT/bus rides. I found this to be a much deeper exercise than to observe the breath or do mindful meditation. Because the question actually invokes thoughts, it’s as if the thoughts eventually run out of steam, and one is left with a feeling of nothingness, which once explored and expanded even further, develops into a feeling of deep peace. While i can’t really access the very deep and rich state of Source that i experienced during The Journey Intensive, i’m usually able to feel rather peaceful and calm through this meditation.

Talking about The Journey, i’m still wondering whether i should take up the Practitioners’ Training, which would require 6 more workshops/retreats, which would be almost 3 weeks in total, and unless they are bringing it back to Singapore, i would have to travel overseas very frequently to complete this training. The biggest motivation for me is my own enlightenment. If The Journey Intensive is this powerful, i can’t imagine how much changes i would have undergone by the end of the entire training. And of cos, the 2nd motivation is a much more expanded capacity and ability to serve others. The interesting thing is that even though EFT, PLR and The Journey are separate healing modalities, the experience and learnings that i receive from each one provides me with the skills and capacities to practice the other modalities even more effectively. For e.g., EFT could help me to prepare the client for PLR, by easing whatever anxieties or resistances the client may have; The Journey helps me to open my heart further and to be even more present with my client, whether i’m doing EFT, PLR or The Journey process. I believe the universe actually set it up for me to be learning all these at almost the same time, and somehow it will all integrate together so that i can assist other pple in their healing in a more powerful way.

So there is a huge part of me that desires to be trained as a certified Journey practitioner. Perhaps i can send this request to the universe now, and pray that all the resources i need - time, money, proper care for little boy - would be made available to me so that i can attend the training. Geez, wldn’t it be great if even more of the other Journey workshops/retreats come to Singapore! But i think i would still prefer to travel overseas for the retreats, as i think nothing can compare to the countryside, where Mother Nature is right at the doorstep.

Well, let’s see. This is the biggest manifestation for me so far, and i must say i’m not 100% confident it will happen in the end, mostly cos i have to be away from little boy. Then again, there was this Caucasian lady at The Journey Intensive who was away from her boy for the first time, for these 3 days, and he’s only a year old. But i really don’t know if i can do it myself. Sigh… talk about separation anxiety - looks like i got it as bad as little boy!

Talking about little boy, he’s definitely enjoying school these days. When we arrive at the place, he would turn around to wave goodbye to me, even before i am ready to leave. I’m the one who actually wants to hang around, make sure he has his checkup, keeps his shoes, and most importantly, get a big hug from him before he runs inside to join his friends. Yesterday morn, i hung ard for a lil longer to peer through the windows, and as i saw him walking into the centre, one of his toddler group mates cried out, Ian is here! I believe he should be quite popular with the other children.

Well, with my schedule getting busier and busier with work and my own stuff these days, i’m grateful for the opportunity to send him to school every morn. While it’s tiring to take this 1 hour journey (and the hardest bit of the journey is to lug the stroller up and down the bus while carrying him and his bag and my own bag at the same time), it’s also precious time for me to be with him. To be able to talk together, even read a book on the MRT, sing songs, point to things along the way. One of our fave activities is to touch the mimosa (a.k.a. touch-me-not) that is growing on along the pavement on the way to sch. Amidst the mimosa are pink dandelion-looking flowers that always attract bees, and he would always point to them saying, bees…honey!

These are the small things that i cherish so much… and as the time i get to spend with little boy becomes less, such moments become even more precious to me. I’m thankful for the fact that he spends the large part of the day in this place where children get to play and sing and listen to stories and make up their own fantasies… where childhood remains a time of freedom and magic and dreams. Today they actually baked their own organic red bean buns in the morn and had it for afternoon tea! I sure wish i got the chance to do that at his age. :P 

I guess i’m also glad that after childcare, he gets to be with his adoring grandparents… i guess for a kid of his age, 2-3 hours of pampering can do more good than harm! When i come back, it’s less than half hour of play before it’s time for bed, and i guess that’s one reason why i’m not in a rush to wean him off the breast, cos at least it provides us a few more precious moments of closeness and nurturance for us both. While i’m pretty caught up with my work and now, with the EFT workshops, and very soon, past life regression work as well, i want to be sure that i have at least quality time with little boy, and i pray very hard that he knows how much Mr Gua Gua and i love him, despite the limited time spent with him.

The recent bout of busy-ness is partly why we are planning for a very long overdue family holiday in July, and we are going to… Hong Kong Disneyland! Mr Gua Gua has recently been there on a business trip, and took many pics to show me, some of which brought back fond memories of our Europe trip where we also visited Disneyland. Well done, Mr Gua Gua, you managed to get me all excited about going to Disneyland now! Really, i can’t wait! Can’t wait to see how little boy is going to ooh and aah over just about everything - the life-size Disney characters, the rides, the fireworks, the Disney-themed restaurants, etc. I myself is probably going to turn into a kid again… Disney still works its magic over me.

Hopefully Mr Gua Gua’s germstones go away in time for our Disneyland holiday!