inspiration – Stephanie Loo

𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧’𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲’𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬

As 2025 comes to a close, I’m reflecting on a year that stretched me in ways I never anticipated. This year reminded me that progress is uncomfortable and it pushes you beyond your comfort zone. There were moments of momentum and moments of pause, and both played an important role in shaping my journey. 2025Continue reading “𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧’𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲’𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬”

Walking The Painters’ Path

Of endless wheat fields,Rolling hills,And coloured daffodils. 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨. Splitting the horizon—Skies in painter’s blue,Gardens—Lush in green hue. 𝘈𝘴 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘥. At each step,As if I’d been taken backTo a time once his—As far as his eyes could see,This 𝘖𝘪𝘴𝘦 would beHis canvas—Laid out endlessly. 𝘞𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘫𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘵𝘰Continue reading “Walking The Painters’ Path”

Over The Rhône

As night descends,The skies take a different hue,I sit atop some steps,Perched for a perfect view.The hum of the river,Choral of voices to my right -The cold wind sends a shiver,As day dissolves into night.Stars slowly show their glimmer,Materializing across the night sky,No photo can do this scene justice -Now captured in my minds’ eye.WithContinue reading “Over The Rhône”

In The Corner

People running,Streets bustling,Quiet in the corner.Trams stopping,People alighting,Watching from the corner.Coffee machine humming,Cutleries clinking,Seated in the corner.The world going,Never stopping,Me in my corner.- 𝘞𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘝𝘢𝘯 𝘎𝘰𝘨𝘩 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘶𝘮 𝘤𝘢𝘧𝘦 (May 2024)As I sat in my corner, witnessing the constant motion of life around me, I foundContinue reading “In The Corner”

Like An Ocean

Like an ocean, uncertain,Weather affecting current,Courses chartered led astern,How lives could be lost – In a fleeting moment. Black of night and hope for shore,Guided by a distant light -Perhaps nothing more;Though fear reaps through everyone’s core,With the ocean song, spirits soar.Come the dawn, the ocean mends,A victorious journey in the end;The folly of forecastContinue reading “Like An Ocean”

Daddy

The sound of cries,Made hush by lullabies,The dark of night,Made bright -When bedtime stories alight. Early AM school drives,12 years of 20,000 miles,Homework of art and equations,Made easy -By his infinite patience. Because for Daddy,Love and family,Are not two words -But synonymous;A compass that guides us,In daddy’s universe. 𝘋𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘰𝘳,Continue reading “Daddy”

Not all storms come to disrupt, sometimes they clear your path

If I could sum it all up, 2022 for me would be like an ATV ride. There were times when the roads were smooth; and the path ahead clear, And at times when you least expect, The road ahead begins to disappear. As darkness looms, Before that unpredictable climb, Hardly able to brace, Zero gravityContinue reading “Not all storms come to disrupt, sometimes they clear your path”

In The Gallery

12.49pm | 26th May 2021 | National Gallery, Singapore Footsteps Aircon vents Antique tiles Escalator hums, stops, then restarts. – Silence – Distant ringing Children giggling Muffled whispers Door closing, reopening, then shuts. – Silence – As I pace From one exhibit to the other I seem to get distracted; By sudden wafts of coldContinue reading “In The Gallery”

Finding ‘Me’

“When you are curious, you learn. When you are desperate, you discover” – Mooji Author’s Note: Let’s try something new this time around. Here, I have uploaded the audio excerpts of me narrating my blogpost for each section. You may choose to read or listen to this entry. 🙂 Have fun! It’s been almost twoContinue reading “Finding ‘Me’”

Cloud Forest

When our thoughts are clouded,With worries or problems lying ahead,We miss out on the bigger picture,Staring right at us instead – We try to maneuvere,Calculating every step,Hoping we would survive The Falls,Emerging determined, unwavered, perfect. But sometimes –Clouds can be overwhelming,The Forest ahead unnerving,The path, dark and neverending,Fear, depleted confidence, creeping. As we continue toContinue reading “Cloud Forest”