Saturday, July 18, 2009

Living Assets

Show me what someone is willing to live for,
and I'll tell you their value on earth. Living
for nothing is like money stored in the bank
that will never be used to feed a hungry child.

What's the value of gold if it can't be used?
It's no more than a rock for display.
What's someone's value if the person doesn't
give purpose to their existence?
It's no more than a dust that comes and goes
with the wind.

We each have a value, we each have a purpose.
But it's our responsibility to discover what it is.
Now when I wake up in the morning I ask myself,
what will I be today, gold stored or bread to
feed the hungry? A pointing finger, or a helping hand?

I invite you to come out of your bubble,
and when you wake up, the world will be blessed
with talent that only you possess.
And when you make a difference in one life,
with your words, with your music, with your actions,
then ... you have changed the world.

What are you waiting for?

07/18/2009
The voice of my conscience

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Blog Birthday

After several rounds of Text Twist and Chuzzle, I finally perched myself on a stool anxious about the words to spill for my debut blog entry.

Apparently, this isn’t my first attempt to create an online coffer of thoughts ranging from fleeting to nagging, from cheery to disturbing, even from self-indulging to change-the-worldish.

I was always hesitant to be read by the worldwide web. Feels like bearing before a multitude of strangers what I would otherwise keep in the secrets of my pillow.

Yes, I have that romanticized notion of even my scribbles. In fact, the front page of my journal bluntly reads: I’m not willing to share.

Maybe it’s peer pressure. Maybe it’s emerging from the jurassic. Maybe it’s the dawning of purpose. Maybe it’s loosening up. Maybe it’s confronting fears. Maybe it’s premature mid-life crisis. But whatever it is, I say enough to mental constipation.

What deserves to be said will be said – unapologetically. What needs to be kept will be kept – unless it creeps in between the lines.

Ending first entry with 183 words, 7 paragraphs and 1 sure reader.

Saturday, May 30, 2009

Adversity and Courage

It's easy to be happy when life is easy going,
but adversity is how character and convictions are measured.
If we're beaten, we take rest and heal;
if we fall, we take strength and rise.
As long as we have breath and life, it is our responsibility
to fight and conquer, and to help each other.
Every cell in our body does this every moment of our life.
We shouldn't expect less from our minds.

As Swami Vivekananda said,
"He conquers all who conquers himself".
Those who cultivate courage will remain unshaken,
regardless of how strong the winds of life blows at them.

05/30/2009
2:45 pm
thinking bout Liz

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

But God knows best
I'm not depressed
I'm just not smiling at it
It's not sadness
It's just neutrality

5/5/09
1:20 pm
four times happier
I'm alone again
in this cold, cruel world
Trapped in the emotions of my mind
with no way out
Who's the woman
with the key to my heart?
Who will set me free?

04/22/09
around lunch
liz in Cebu

Monday, May 11, 2009

...among the many firsts...