I have always been a character that appears to be independent, tough and competitive while actually I am very emotional, and dependent on external things. I have always had supportive parents and extended family giving me all kinds of things I needed and wanted; always involved with a boy, either a "brother" or a "buddy" in high school or a boy friend in University. I was single for 4 months and a bit this year, but was constantly going on dates or going out with friends. Never have I seriously thought about the alternative of truly being with myself and feeling happy doing it.
So many things have triggered my interest to start a blog, with the most direct trigger being Riley leaving for school after we dated for 3 months. I found it very hard to comprehend my feelings when I had to say good-bye,and I couldn't stop crying before he even left. I know it was because I would miss him a lot, as we spent so much fun time together; more importantly though, I was scared to be alone. I was at a loss when all of a sudden I needed to figure out what to do on weekends on my own. Maybe that is the reason why many girls can never be alone after being in relationships for years. They lost their ability to think of the sole joy of their lives on their own. I am simply one of those girls.
After feeling at a loss being on my own for a week, I decided to do something about it-branch out into new independent world. I have always enjoyed cooking and always wanted to be more artistic. Voila! Here I am writing this first post on "Color and Spice"- sharing my self-exploration process to whomever you might be.
My blog will be based on the following three books:
1. Joy of Cooking: a cooking dictionary
2. One Zentangle A Day: creative drawing for meditation inspiration and fun
3. The Art of Loving: psychology on love
I didn't spend a long time looking for these books to write my blog on, they simply came to me after I decided to restructure my life. An incident at work inspired me to live elegantly. The other day, I was walking really fast in small steps on my heels at work, one MD asked me why I was rushing so much and recommended me to walk slower with bigger steps to show maturity and elegance. I was intrigued. Indeed, elegance is not about fancy outfits and branded handbags. Elegance is an attitude of living in the moment. Whether it is cooking or painting or loving, elegance is the key.
