ALL THINGS ARE POSSIBLE ...

Love unlocks the heart caged in misery

Love frees the tormented mind

Love undo hurts and restores

Love overlooks flaws and put matters right

Love unleashes the power, potential and passion to start over again

Love makes a man a king

With love all things are possible.

PROFITABLE BUSINESS

It takes years to build a profitable business. 

Success doesn't just come by itself over night. 

People made sacrifices, toiled long and hard to make it happen. To sustain the growth of an organization requires more than wishful thinking, good intentions and foolish sentiments. 

There has to be strong leadership, wise management, competent managers and reliable staff to pull it off. 

Otherwise it's only a matter of time before the company folds up and such a pity and injustice that would be to the people who gave their all to build the company in the first place.

SAY WHAT YOU MEAN

With moral sensitivity and conscientious thinking, it becomes easier to say what we mean and mean what we say. 
The propensity to exaggerate and make excuses will only worsen an already soured relationship.
 
Don't have people pore between the lines and draw wrong conclusions. 
Never assume.
Let our Yes be Yes and No be No. Keep it simple.

Disputes, arguments and conflicts can be minimized when we take responsibility and accountability for our words.

ROLE MODEL

Everyone has different talents suitably bestowed on him/her for a unique purpose.

You may have the gift of teaching, public speaking, creating, acting, dancing, singing, writing, baking, cooking, organizing, building and a host of others. 

Everyone has at least one great talent that stands above the rest and when in use would be life changing. 

Gifts are not only for our pleasure but greater good of the community, to enhance our influence and impact the corner of the world where we are as parents, children, employers, professionals, care-givers, service providers etc.

You might not have signed up as a role model but you are one already...

ON HINDSIGHT

People may reject us because they consider us less than (their brand of) perfect and do not fit into their rigid mould. 

Although saddened by their rude dismissal, we can only grimace but can do little to reverse their thinking and action.

After all it is their prerogative to behave in that manner.

On hindsight, it can't be all bad. 

Imagine how it must feel to have your hands and feet tied, eyes blind folded and mouth gagged when you're around such people ... tragic! 

So instead of being frustrated and even angry, lets be glad for the 'rejection and dismissal'. 

We are finally free to be ourselves.

IN LIMBO

Words are powerful. 
They cause us to fall in love in an instant and transport us to a state of euphoria.
In reverse, they kill relationships just as quickly and leave us in limbo. 

Words carelessly uttered may cause irreparable damage that lasts a lifetime. 
In contrast when graciously delivered, words can lift our spirits so high we forget ourselves ...

CYCLE OF LIFE

When wrong relationships are removed from your life, right relationships will surface.
Often times the old, the obsolete, has to make way for the new.  That's just a natural cycle of life.

Rather than resist change, embrace it...

SPIRIT OF EXCELLENCE

An excellent spirit cannot be forged or bought. Neither can it be forced. 
An attitude of excellence can be adopted as a way of life. 
When harnessed and nurtured at an early age, the desire to do the best, give the best and be the best can become the driving force to excellent living. 

You alone set the standard.

PHENOMENAL WOMAN

by Maya Angelou

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

STILL I RISE by Maya Angelou

(4th April 1928 - 28th May 2014)

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you? 
Why are you beset with gloom? 
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken? 
Bowed head and lowered eyes? 
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you? 
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you? 
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs? 

Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.