There are times when the smallest things leave the deepest impressions on our hearts. Recently, I attended an alumni event at NUS JustCo, where I experienced something unexpectedly refreshing. The Chief Alumni Engagement Officer was warm and hospitable, expressing her hope to see me again and sharing her intention to organise more alumni events. IContinue reading “The Keychain That Reminded Me to Rest: Finding Joy in the Little Things”
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Sculpting the Unknown: Trusting God While He Shapes My Next Chapter
At around 3 a.m. on 18 October 2026, I had an interesting dream. I was in a museum, sculpting an artwork while my coursemates watched. I cannot remember exactly what the artwork looked like, but I remember how I felt. I was peaceful, focused and happy as I worked on it. There was no senseContinue reading “Sculpting the Unknown: Trusting God While He Shapes My Next Chapter”
The Purple Rods in My Dream: Releasing the Stress of an AI Journey
When an unusual morning dream brings me back to the challenges, lessons, and uncertainties of a new season. A Strange Dream After an Intense Season After completing an intensive Artificial Intelligence Specialist training course and capstone project, I had an unusual morning dream. In the dream, I discovered solid purple rods embedded in my arms.Continue reading “The Purple Rods in My Dream: Releasing the Stress of an AI Journey”
The Lilies of the Field: When Rest Becomes an Act of Faith
What if I don’t have to strive for every opportunity? Recently, I shared with my cell group that I felt it might be best to rest instead of constantly striving to get my next job. It was not an easy thing to say. For a while, I had been trying to make sense of myContinue reading “The Lilies of the Field: When Rest Becomes an Act of Faith”
From Maps to Minds to Machines: My Accidental Curriculum
If you had asked my younger self where life was headed, I probably would have pointed at a map. Geography fascinated me. I loved understanding how mountains, rivers, cities, and people shaped one another. Every place had a story, and every border raised another question. It taught me that the world is wonderfully interconnected. ThenContinue reading “From Maps to Minds to Machines: My Accidental Curriculum”
From Fragments to Chapters: Embracing a New Season
There are seasons in life that are defined by responsibility, and there are seasons that are defined by renewal. Looking back, I realise I have been quietly living through both. For the past few years, my days were filled with commitments, routines, and the steady rhythm of work. Like handing out small scraps of paper,Continue reading “From Fragments to Chapters: Embracing a New Season”
Small Exits, Big Relief: What Stress Teaches Us About Space
I remember a coach journey back where my body felt unusually unsteady. It wasn’t dramatic at first—just a quiet sense that something wasn’t quite right. My energy felt low, my head slightly light, and everything around me felt a bit too loud, too close, too fast. I realised later it was likely low blood pressure,Continue reading “Small Exits, Big Relief: What Stress Teaches Us About Space”
Two Doors, Still Learning to Choose
Sometimes life doesn’t feel like a single road with a clear direction. It feels more like standing in front of two doors, both slightly ajar, both quietly inviting you in different ways. Right now, I’m in one of those moments. Two possibilities are opening at the same time. Two different environments. Two different rhythms ofContinue reading “Two Doors, Still Learning to Choose”
Finding My Green Slippers
Finding the right job can feel a bit like trying to find the right pair of green slippers. At first, you think you’re looking for something impressive — the right title, the right company, the right path. But over time, it becomes less about how it looks and more about how it feels. You tryContinue reading “Finding My Green Slippers”
The Greenhouse Dream
This morning’s dream felt quieter than the others. No gravity-defying malls.No museum of preserved memories.No surreal spectacle demanding interpretation. Just a greenhouse. And somehow, that simplicity made it feel even more meaningful. The dream began inside a vast glass conservatory filled with soft morning light. Sunlight filtered through panes overhead, scattering warmth across stone pathwaysContinue reading “The Greenhouse Dream”
