When people think of philosophy, they often imagine ancient thinkers discussing questions that have puzzled humanity for centuries. What is truth? How do we know what we know? What makes something right or wrong? These questions have not changed. But the world around them certainly has. That is why the Ministry of Education’s refreshed KnowledgeContinue reading “Why Philosophy Needs to Keep Evolving: Reflections on the New Knowledge and Inquiry Syllabus”
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Applying Agile Principles to My New Assignment
Starting my new assignment, I decided to approach it as a project rather than simply another piece of coursework. Instead of jumping straight into the tasks, I wanted to apply Agile project management principles to help me stay organized while remaining flexible enough to deal with uncertainty. The first step was defining the project’s scope.Continue reading “Applying Agile Principles to My New Assignment”
The Book Voucher I Almost Forgot: A Lesson in God’s Timing and Beginning My AI Journey
About a year ago, I received three $10 Kinokuniya book vouchers. Like many gift vouchers, I told myself I would use them “one day.” But life became busy, and before I knew it, almost a year had passed. The vouchers remained tucked away in my wallet, waiting for the right opportunity. I didn’t realize thenContinue reading “The Book Voucher I Almost Forgot: A Lesson in God’s Timing and Beginning My AI Journey”
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”
A Bruise on My Thigh and a Lesson in Trusting Time
There are moments in life that feel small on the outside but surprisingly loud on the inside—like noticing a bruise on your upper left thigh and suddenly becoming aware of your own body in a new way. It’s just a mark on the skin, maybe from bumping into something you barely remember. And yet, itContinue reading “A Bruise on My Thigh and a Lesson in Trusting Time”
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”
Hunt for Green Shoes
Sunday arrives like a soft exhale. In the dream, it starts simple: I’m at home, or what feels like home, though the walls keep quietly rearranging themselves whenever I look away. There’s that familiar Sunday light—the kind that doesn’t quite commit to being morning or afternoon. It just… lingers. I realize I’m barefoot. Which isContinue reading “Hunt for Green Shoes”
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”