i feel like i will be torn apart
how long can i stay here
dreaming about
what
i could be doing
how long can i sit here in this
cave
wondering
wondering
i want to be seen
to be known
to be seen and known
i know i am capable of more than this
how long can i
be buried
how long
14 Nov 2021 – Julliard Pre-Screen Auditions
Thank you for praying for me 🥰🥰🥰 I was worshipping and praying since 7pm, after I woke up from my afternoon nap. Went to cycle out and just played worship songs. Sat underneath this tree on a small hill, with the leaves rustling, in the moonlight, and just prayed, and worshipped. Prayed that I would give all glory to God, that I would be a testimony to the other participants and the faculty…
Building
So, what is Honest Bridges anyway? The short story is: I like finding out things and making things. Also, I like to share them, especially truths that I think people need to know. But how this blog finally became a reality is a long tale.
Honest
To set the baseline, I have been searching for my passion since the beginning of time, ever since I read books and saw movies about children dreaming of…
2nd–8th May 2021
a smiley chair and a sleepy cat
The back of my mind, my subconscious nonstop running, and I can’t get it to quiet down.
I had the least number of appointments and meetups ever, and without Instagram any more, I was constantly flicking back and forth waiting for messages to respond to, for chemicals in my brain to reward me. I slept early some days but woke up feeling like I…
I just finished reading Station Eleven by Emily St. John Mandel. It’s about a deadly flu that takes over the world and wipes out most of humanity, and the story follows several characters from before and after the collapse.
An ache for the old world fills the pages, but also a stark portrait of the weight and burden of fame and wealth, and of unfulfilled dreams. Collective trauma of the sudden…
Of hope on the horizon
Eternal life becoming within my heart
A seed emerging
Under the weight of fear insecurity questions uncertainty anxiety fear fear fear
But today tonight
A moment, where with the Lord I thought about what I would do if there was no need of comparison, no pressing needs, nothing around, no people demanding help – just me, with the Lord. What would I do?
I couldn’t…
It is the 25th of March today, and I have been off Instagram (deleted the app off my phone) for 25 days. It was oddly easy to just delete it this time, when before I had a bit of anxiety about it. I also felt God saying to not watch Kpop or Kdramas, so I haven’t been watching or listening to Kpop for maybe 3 weeks now.
It has been a very interesting, strange, and wonderful experience.
The first…
A little update blog of what I’ve been up to lately…
Honestly I’ve been going out too much and am WAY broke… my mind these days is also everywhere at once because I’m thinking about theatre school next year, a new career path post-June (when I plan to quit my current job), choreographing dances for an internal competition at Legacy studio, thinking about the theatre workshop in co-facilitating…
I watched this drama with my mom and siblings at least twice or thrice when I was growing up. Recently, because of the pandemic, we are all at home, together, and so we decided to re-watch this drama together. (This was written way back in 25 May 2020)
Honestly, there are just too many good things I am learning from it, that I admire, that I love about the story and the characters, and I am so…
A 500-word essay to the people in my life about why I have been late, absent, missing meetings…
As preface, this essay is written mainly as a reflection as to why I missed dance class last Monday; but I think it is a good one for me to make other apologies to other people I work with as well as a reflection on how I have been (not) handling all the various responsibilities/things/classes I said yes to, on how I’ve been feeling lately and how I plan to make it better in the future.
First…
God Gave Me My Mother Specially For Me
Seriously.
Today I came crying to her about my internal struggle about loving fashion and dressing up AKA desires of the world VS a Spirit-led life. And as always, she comes at these things from a totally different place and suddenly what felt like being trapped in four walls turns out to be me sticking my head in a box of my own making.
“You think too much. You are like, kombucha, but…
Episode 133
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