Mid life crisis?

I remember one of my friends once declared in his loud voice..."Life is NOT easy!"

To some people, life is easy but I'm sure to a whole lot, life is NOT easy. For one, talking is easy and doing it, is another.

Depends on how we see life and how we want our life to be.

What happens when someone reaches a point in his or her life whereby it's the turning point and feel lost? Am I lost?

What is the meaning of life? Do I know?

Is it mundane & repetitive? Do I like it?

Do I want to live like others do?

Where am I going?

Is the sun setting on me?

Do I want to keep chasing never fulfilled dreams?

Am I impatient with the Lord when my prayers of petition are not answered in the ways I wish or not within the time Iexpect?

It's tough...and I struggle...

I must pray and be faithful in these trying times...

One of my favourite songs now is by Lenny Kravitz. No puns to runners of 10km, half marathons, marathons, ultramarathons...whatever the distance.


Where are we runnin?

Fast lane
High speed
On the grind
24/7
No time
Always runnin' here and there
Chasin' the money
So much jibber jabbers
Cloggin' up our soul

Where are we runnin'
We need some time to clear our heads
Where are we runnin'
Keep on working 'til we're dead
Where are we runnin'
Oo wee oo wee oo
Where are we runnin' now

In style
Profile
Got to buy
The new Cavalli
Keep the skin tight
And the booty in the air
Don't stop the party
The road is paved but narrow
I hope we all get home

Where are we runnin'?
We need some time to clear our heads
Where are we runnin'?
Keep on working 'til we're dead
Where are we runnin'?
Oo wee oo wee oo
Where are we runnin' now

Where you runnin’ girl
I SEE YOU UP THERE
OH YOU UP ON THAT STAGE
YOU UP THERE
I SAW YOU

Where are we running
We need some time to clear our heads
Where are we runnin'
Keep on working 'til we're dead
Where are we runnin'
Oo wee oo wee oo
Where are we runnin' now

Yeah Yeah

Where are we running
We need some time to clear our heads
Where are we runnin'
Keep on working 'til we're dead
Where are we runnin'
Oo wee oo wee oo
Where are we runnin' now

YEAH!

Please help!!

Still Small Voice

Keep listening for the “still small voice”

If you are weary on life’s road

The Lord will make your heart rejoice

If you will let Him take your load

To tune in to God’s voice we must tune out this world’s noise

Team Hyper Gila - Mt Kinabalu 29 Apr - 2 May

Day 1 - 29 Apr

Michelle, Soi Fung, Shih Ming, Saya, Dr Ray and yours truly were the final group departing for Sabah around 11am. The other two groups, twenty in all left on earlier flights. Half were already busy shopping in Kota Kinabalu and half still crusing in the sky. Reaching Kota Kinabalu airport at half past one on a beautiful sunny afternoon, my heart pounded faster as we drew closer to the four thousand ninety five metres high mountain. I’m sure the rest were equally excited as well. After a light lunch and grocery shopping, the journey to Mesilau was slightly less than two hours.

Before talking about the drive towards Kundasang, let me mumble a wee bit on lunch. I had a vegetarian murtabak. Ring any bell? It’s either vegetarian or the meat pieces were in microscopic sizes. Quite delicious actually, except for the chilli sauce flooding over it. My drink was slightly different from the usual as well. Zam Zam Cola! Produced somewhere in Batu Caves, never seen it in supermarkets and found in Sabah. Guess this cola is targeted out of the Klang valley, don’t you think? Zam Zam Ala Ka Zam!!!!

In Peninsula Malaysia, we see billboards after billboards of advertisements along highways and trunk roads but along the way to Kinabalu Park, we passed by signboards after signboards of churches by the roadside. Indeed the people there were blessed. Alleluia! Names of Kadazans or Dusuns may have bin or binti in them but majority of them are Christians.

We pit stopped at Pekan Nabalu for photographs and at the same time admired kids having the utmost fun by just clinging on a tree branch. Gymnasts in the making!
There's no need of amusement centres, computer games, PS2 or 3. Besides, Olympics do not have medals for those, am I right?

Final stop was by the roadside just before turning into Jalan Kundasang Kauluan – Cinta Mata Mesilou. Air fresher, cooler and obviously the mountain seemed larger. Mesilau Resort, our “base” camp at the foothills of Mount Kinabalu was where we headed. “Big daddy” Tony has arranged the more challenging Mesilau summit trail for THG.

Reaching late in the afternoon, the six of us unloaded our backpacks, checked in, met up with the rest of Team Hyper Gila, refreshed ourselves and gathered at the resort restaurant where a fabulous steamboat was waiting to the noisy tummies of twenty six.

Temperature was hovering around 13 degrees. Crisp & cold, what a perfect night it was. Sad to say, the chill did not have not many hanging around to gaze stars in clear skies. Everyone hustled back to their warm dorms right after dinner.

Lights off 10pm after packing the necessary for our climb the next day.

Day 2 coming up...soon....

Finally!

Finally, after all these years of dreaming, I climbed Gunung Kinabalu, 4095.2m, the highest mountain in South East Asia.

My mind is still there so gimme some time for it to come back and hopefully I can blog about our climb.