Weekend.  Mornings mostly spent catching up with chores. To spice up domestic activity, I pumped the music volume with Taylor Swift's voice filling up the room to get in the Valentine mood. I'm having guests over tonight and I'm cooking early before heading off to my paradise- my Art Class.

While I was driving home yesterday, I was thinking about the word 'Success' and what it means.  I think each one of us have different definitions.  I'm sure one point or another, we have experienced it.  As long as something we feel significant happens, I think that attributes to success. May it be passing that exam we've worked hard studying for  or making something happen and making a difference.

My own definition of success is this:  Finding our gift, harnessing it, and sharing that with others.
I haven't reached that point yet.  Someone quoted, '' Success is not a day job.."  Possibly true, but I beg to differ.  If my day job is something I'm passionate about and are able to touch lives, then I have found success.  Otherwise, then that quote would deem true.

Often, I wonder if those climbing the corporate ladder really enjoys what they're doing.  I think I have yet to ask them.    I'm happy for them if they find happiness in this pursuit.  It's just a thought that puzzles me because I'm currently in that world.  I'm still aiming to perform my absolute best to achieve goals, but it's merely to prove a point for myself so that one day I could finally take the fire exit and start living my definition.

I wonder what success means to you.  Just some random thoughts to ponder this weekend.



Contemporary patio design by SF Architect Sutton Suzuki Architects

Ah Bonjour! With a view like this, what more can we ask for?  Waking up to a sunny morning next to the one you love and having a romantic brunch al fresco.   Wonderful way to spend the pre-Valentine weekend with that special someone.  Add fresh flowers, the scent of grass and sound of birds playfully chirping is enough to  enjoy tranquility and be in the moment.  This is pure happiness.

Have you ever had that feeling once you wake up when you wished you were in the dream instead as reality washes over you? Two nights ago, I had a dream.  I was swimming at night out into the ocean far away from the shore.  The farther I swam, the better I felt.  I was with a companion, a man I never met in my lifetime and he was warning me not to go beyond the safety barriers that I was daring to cross.  It was dark, and I was aware that the water is deeper than I could ever imagine. 

Until I reached the edge of a breakwater where two females were throwing stones which hit me in the head and lost consciousness.  The next part of the dream was waking up cast away alone in a deserted island.  Sand, driftwood, algae on the shore. Surprisingly, what I felt was relief instead of feeling scared.

I tried to google what this dream meant.  I didn't find my answer.

After long meditative silence, I realized that it meant being cast away in an island means freedom from others' expectations and swimming in the ocean is immersion within the self, looking inwards.

If there are dream analysts out there..maybe you could share your wisdom too.