Saturday, June 30, 2012
Something Borrowed
It is a story of Rachel who was almost 30, successful yet overworked. A single lawyer and wondering about lost chances.
The movie opens with Rachel nonchalantly getting into a restaurant to her surprise 30th birthday party being thrown by her best friend since childhood, Darcy.
Rachel has forever been the best friend, even the mother, as Darcy claims to her. She even sacrifices her blossoming feelings for Dex, her Law school study buddy and friend because, Darcy set out to claim him for herself.
Rachel did not like to put up a fight so she bailed out even before the balloon had the chance to lift off.
Rachel later confides to Ethan, another long time childhood friend, " What Darcy wants, Darcy gets!"
So, with a little too many drinks, Rachel awkwardly finds herself making out with Dex at the back of a taxi, where the next stop was her home.
Rudely awakened by Darcy's frantic calls and voice messages the next morning, she finds herself in bed with Dex
In the mad scramble to gain back their balance, Dex and Rachel, slowly reclaim, what once was about to kindle...a romance based on a lot of similarities.
Darcy candidly admitted that if people do end up together based on this principle, then Dex and Rachel would have long been a couple.
Putting her foot in her mouth again because, if she did not intrude into their celebratory dinner, then surely, Rachel and Dex would have long been an item.
Darcy put her friend in a spot when she reveals that Rachel has been talking about Dex for the past 9 months. A dead giveaway to her friends feelings. Rachel quickly extinguishes the flames by declaring they were just friends.
Dex, volunteers to bring Rachel home to which she refused cause she already knew, her friend or maybe not so good friend, already put a stake on Dex when she challenged Dex to date her instead.
Dex tries to catch Rachel outside the bar, making sure it was alright. She said yes even though it made her die inside .
And thus, 4 years later, after her post birthday party blunder, she slowly acknowledges what has long been there...her desire for Dex. Who has and was always hers from the start.
The pre-wedding weekends in the South Hamptons were nerve wracking for Rachel. It pained her to see Dex frolic with Darcy and hear their climactic nocturnal activities together.
Dex had to first overcome his dad's pressure on him to act based on what is expected not on what he wants.
After their Labor day weekend together their yearnings and desire for each other thickens as the plot twists and lead to the week before Darcy and Dex's wedding.
I love this movie because it has made me laugh a lot of times even when the reality and pain of Rachel having to choose between being the eternal BFF or reclaiming what was lost to find her true love was chokingly difficult.
The actors were so perfect for their parts.
Ginnifer Goodwin as Rachel, evoked a charmingly sweet yet strong character.
Kate Hudson as Darcy was the perfect bitch that you love and so hate.
Colin Egglesfield as Dex has a close resemblance to Tom Cruise giving the movie the Jerry McGuire feel that made it a romantic comedy hit.
John Krasinski, as Ethan was the perfect best friend and confidante to Rachel. The confrontation by the beach during the badminton match was so hilarious it made my stomach cramp.
I vote 5 popcorn buckets for this movie.
Not so innocent but oh so sweet.
http://voices.yahoo.com/why-love-movie-something-borrowed-9126647.html?cat=2
My Religious Conversion
My Religious Conversion
Nominal Catholics? Devout Once or Ones?
Angelli Anne DL. Espinoza, Yahoo! Contributor Network
I was born a Roman Catholic in the year 1969. Does that automatically make me a religious person? Does that make me a real convert to a belief system that traces its roots to Jesus Christ? Not really
So, what does religious conversion really mean?
Wikipedia defines religious conversion as the adoption of a new religion that differs from the convert's previous religion.[1]
If that is the case, then definitely I am not a religious convert. I have been a Catholic ever since. It does not mean of course, I was an exemplary one all throughout. I had my doubts and questions and string of sins along the way.
But, the real question I would like to propose here is...have I really had a religious experience that has changed me to being a better Catholic?
I'd say, I am a work in progress.
The rites of baptism and confirmation and other sacraments do not necessarily bring about real profound conversion.
Our choices between good and evil do spell the difference in not so grand and outstanding ways often than not.
It is choosing not to throw your candy wrapper out of the car window not just because you might be caught.
It is choosing not to bring home some paper clips from the office because you want to respect yourself and others.
Or better yet, refusing another serving of rice, not because it will look unflattering later, but because our bodies are not just flesh and bones but is also a shelter to our spirit.
In 1976, a very strong earthquake shook my birthplace of Zamboanga City. The temblor made me realize that I could die anytime. Then what happens next?
Thus, at 7 years old, huddled and shaking to the bones with my parents and 8 siblings at the bottom of our long and dark staircase..I boldy required my mom, who was almost panicky and in tears...to lead us in prayer... she refused. No one else wanted to volunteer. Each to his own thoughts of what just happened...and so, I said, "Let us pray..." and have always been the moral compass and crusader of our family
There is the rub.
Exactly spelling the big difference between being popular & accepted or a devout Catholic consistent to it's teachings and practices.
Is that religiosity or spirituality?
Maybe or maybe not.
•1. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Religious_conversion
http://voices.yahoo.com/my-religious-conversion-9095443.html?cat=34
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Dog Scraps...Stumbling Blocks or Stepping Stones
DOG SCRAPS...STUMBLING BLOCKS OR STEPPING STONES?
In today’s gospel, the faith of a woman is expressed in the following words: “ Lord, even the dogs eat the scraps of food from the children’s food under the table.”
Hmmmm....
Very hopeful.
Determined.
Confident.
I have been avoiding FB like the plague lately because it can consume my depleting energy and time.
Somehow, I had to communicate with a friend regarding something urgent. The news that met me was a bit thought provoking.
I seemed pigued.
I felt empty.
I felt hungry.
I felt unhappy.
I still want to thank the Lord for this feelings of desolation cause I feel and believe that I am being emptied to be filled. I am made hungry so I can be fed. I am experiencing sadness to savour happiness fully.
Yes.
This are the temporary spells that will spell fulfilment in the fullness of God’s time.
Thank you.
Feb.9,2012
In today’s gospel, the faith of a woman is expressed in the following words: “ Lord, even the dogs eat the scraps of food from the children’s food under the table.”
Hmmmm....
Very hopeful.
Determined.
Confident.
I have been avoiding FB like the plague lately because it can consume my depleting energy and time.
Somehow, I had to communicate with a friend regarding something urgent. The news that met me was a bit thought provoking.
I seemed pigued.
I felt empty.
I felt hungry.
I felt unhappy.
I still want to thank the Lord for this feelings of desolation cause I feel and believe that I am being emptied to be filled. I am made hungry so I can be fed. I am experiencing sadness to savour happiness fully.
Yes.
This are the temporary spells that will spell fulfilment in the fullness of God’s time.
Thank you.
Feb.9,2012
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Pride & Prejudice
Binibining Hypokrita
That was my character in a high school play I was made to join. It was one of the baptisms of fire I experienced. You see, I detest being in the spotlight. I abhorred being on stage for anything. My fright was so sky bound.
Somehow, I managed.
Whenever I look back at pictures of the event, I still cringe in embarrassment.
My hairdo was terrible.
My slip was literally showing.
I was not comfortable at all. Maybe I was not able to be true to the character. I dunno. Perhaps to some, I was authentic. Depends on what glasses they were wearing .
Lately, I was admonished by my always disapproving sisters.
I shared to them about an incident where I let it all hang out again.
I said, I am a very revealing person. In terms of facial expression etc. Without a word, my thoughts and feelings do really shine through.
It would really be duplicity and super plasticity if I pretended otherwise.
So, I merely went on ahead and acknowledge that what had been experienced was unpalatable to say the least. Thus being said, these and these are my other thoughts and feelings.
Again. Perhaps, my sisters could not understand me. And maybe just shook their heads in desperation and frustration at me.
Queber.
It made me feel good to be one with what I felt, thought and said.
Yesterday’s readings had something to do with the hypocritical attitudes of the Pharisees who judged the people joining Jesus for a meal with unclean hands. Jews had so many rules in almost everything, washing hands and utensils included.
Hmmmm…
Yesterday was quite a challenging day. I had to deal with some pressing financial issues that head to be dealt head on.
Squarely.
Unfortunately, here came 2 people, one after the other, knocking on my door asking for help.
I dunno why I seem to be a magnet for mendicants?
Here I go explaining to them my predicament rather than shoving them away like pesky flies.
I was quite frazzled later on.
They somehow thought I was lying.
Well, I was sobered by the thought of last Sunday’s homily.
The priest said, it is better, that you are in the position of be able to help than of the person in dire need of help.
Actually, there is the rub.
I do need help. A whole lot. And these people think, I am not being true to them.
Hmmmm….do I need to put on tattered clothes to show them what I meant?
Maybe not so extreme. Besides these are some of the small stuff I should not sweat over.
Tall order.
How about people who ignore you and hurt you in the process?
Give them a dose of their own medicine.
Perhaps without saying a word, they will realize their folly.
Perhaps…maybe not, if they are so wrapped up in their prejudices and judgement.
With that, I breathe out.
Ah Ohmmmmmmm…..
That was my character in a high school play I was made to join. It was one of the baptisms of fire I experienced. You see, I detest being in the spotlight. I abhorred being on stage for anything. My fright was so sky bound.
Somehow, I managed.
Whenever I look back at pictures of the event, I still cringe in embarrassment.
My hairdo was terrible.
My slip was literally showing.
I was not comfortable at all. Maybe I was not able to be true to the character. I dunno. Perhaps to some, I was authentic. Depends on what glasses they were wearing .
Lately, I was admonished by my always disapproving sisters.
I shared to them about an incident where I let it all hang out again.
I said, I am a very revealing person. In terms of facial expression etc. Without a word, my thoughts and feelings do really shine through.
It would really be duplicity and super plasticity if I pretended otherwise.
So, I merely went on ahead and acknowledge that what had been experienced was unpalatable to say the least. Thus being said, these and these are my other thoughts and feelings.
Again. Perhaps, my sisters could not understand me. And maybe just shook their heads in desperation and frustration at me.
Queber.
It made me feel good to be one with what I felt, thought and said.
Yesterday’s readings had something to do with the hypocritical attitudes of the Pharisees who judged the people joining Jesus for a meal with unclean hands. Jews had so many rules in almost everything, washing hands and utensils included.
Hmmmm…
Yesterday was quite a challenging day. I had to deal with some pressing financial issues that head to be dealt head on.
Squarely.
Unfortunately, here came 2 people, one after the other, knocking on my door asking for help.
I dunno why I seem to be a magnet for mendicants?
Here I go explaining to them my predicament rather than shoving them away like pesky flies.
I was quite frazzled later on.
They somehow thought I was lying.
Well, I was sobered by the thought of last Sunday’s homily.
The priest said, it is better, that you are in the position of be able to help than of the person in dire need of help.
Actually, there is the rub.
I do need help. A whole lot. And these people think, I am not being true to them.
Hmmmm….do I need to put on tattered clothes to show them what I meant?
Maybe not so extreme. Besides these are some of the small stuff I should not sweat over.
Tall order.
How about people who ignore you and hurt you in the process?
Give them a dose of their own medicine.
Perhaps without saying a word, they will realize their folly.
Perhaps…maybe not, if they are so wrapped up in their prejudices and judgement.
With that, I breathe out.
Ah Ohmmmmmmm…..
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
To Win or To Win Over?
To Win or To Win Over ? To Eliminate the Enemy or to Eliminate Enmity?
The other night, my husband and I just quietly observed and rejoiced over our 10th year anniversary as partners for life.
The following day, yesterday, my youngest daughter turned 8 months.
My by line for my eldest was: Lilli is 8, Mari is 9, Dad & I are 10. We are 8,9 and 10.
Neat row of numbers.
But life is seldom neat.
Oh, how I wish it was always like a glossy cover of a Interior Design Magazine.
But, the snags and tears of day to day living do make us ragged.
In fact, physical stress is already taking it’s toll, what more for emotional issues that really burden.
Lilli woke me up early for her bottle.
And I thought of doing my Kerygma Bible guide and reflection. Only Jan.31 was available.
The skies in the horizon are cloudy and grey.
Tsk. A reflection of my harried soul.
This moments of “alone time” is quite a luxury.
My to do list is quite formidable. Baby care and house work do really demand time and attention…and the rest are relegated for the later when time and extra energy permits.
The pesky alarm turned on.
Baby Lilli is now crying for attention.
Let me try to ignore her a bit.
Last night, I brought her up early to bed as soon as she fell asleep.
Mari and I were sharing the laptop screen with some barney video and my backlog EDR 210 Lessons.
Lilli interrupted us with her groans and moans. She did not cry. She just changed her position and tried to beckon for us with her unusual sounds.
Okey. She has stopped cry. It wasn’t the full blown COME HERE NOW type anyway. Just the one two type that says where art thou?
Just in the next door room my dear.
Thanks for giving me this moments to clear my head and heart.
So thus here I go:
I forgive quite a number of people for playing with my emotions which has involved my young ones. I forgive you and forget this incident. In Jesus might name.
I forgive E for her snobbery and indifference. In Jesus mighty name, let the enmity be eliminated for the nth time.
I forgive P,J, D, W for ignoring my plea. I forgive you in Jesus mighty name.
I forgive M for being so unwieldy and stubborn. I forgive you in Jesus mighty name.
Finally, I forgive myself for my string of failures. I forgive you for not living up to my diet resolve. I forgive you for entertaining a mild health scare just for you to go on a regulated rice intake diet.
I forgive you for getting into a financial mess with a credit card company that finds ways to really skin you alive.
Thank God we are out of it.
I forgive you for being a little green, not the positive kind, and giving in to the gloating and jealousy targeted actions of some people that try to rub it into you that you are part of the “have not” phase. In Jesus mighty name, I forgive and let go.
The mighty glorious sun is once again streaming into this east window.
Wonderful!
Timing is just perfect.
I feel the Lord’s wonderful healing touch permeating into every pore of my body. Ridding me of tough psychic toxins. Enveloping me with his love and blessings as I let go and Let God take over.
Jesus let me win over enmity that has taken a thresh hold in my heart over my not so amiable relations.
The way of God’s kingdom is to win over by reason, dialogue and love. Winning over also “eliminates” the enemy because it resolves the enmity, and so the enemy is transformed into a friend.Fr. Joel Jason
REFLECTION QUESTIONS: In resolving your conflicts with others, do you try to win or to win over? Do you try to eliminate your enemy or the enmity?
Lord Jesus, Prince of peace, transform my heart after the pattern of Your own heart. Amen.(Kerygma Bible Guide and Reflection, January 31,2012)
The other night, my husband and I just quietly observed and rejoiced over our 10th year anniversary as partners for life.
The following day, yesterday, my youngest daughter turned 8 months.
My by line for my eldest was: Lilli is 8, Mari is 9, Dad & I are 10. We are 8,9 and 10.
Neat row of numbers.
But life is seldom neat.
Oh, how I wish it was always like a glossy cover of a Interior Design Magazine.
But, the snags and tears of day to day living do make us ragged.
In fact, physical stress is already taking it’s toll, what more for emotional issues that really burden.
Lilli woke me up early for her bottle.
And I thought of doing my Kerygma Bible guide and reflection. Only Jan.31 was available.
The skies in the horizon are cloudy and grey.
Tsk. A reflection of my harried soul.
This moments of “alone time” is quite a luxury.
My to do list is quite formidable. Baby care and house work do really demand time and attention…and the rest are relegated for the later when time and extra energy permits.
The pesky alarm turned on.
Baby Lilli is now crying for attention.
Let me try to ignore her a bit.
Last night, I brought her up early to bed as soon as she fell asleep.
Mari and I were sharing the laptop screen with some barney video and my backlog EDR 210 Lessons.
Lilli interrupted us with her groans and moans. She did not cry. She just changed her position and tried to beckon for us with her unusual sounds.
Okey. She has stopped cry. It wasn’t the full blown COME HERE NOW type anyway. Just the one two type that says where art thou?
Just in the next door room my dear.
Thanks for giving me this moments to clear my head and heart.
So thus here I go:
I forgive quite a number of people for playing with my emotions which has involved my young ones. I forgive you and forget this incident. In Jesus might name.
I forgive E for her snobbery and indifference. In Jesus mighty name, let the enmity be eliminated for the nth time.
I forgive P,J, D, W for ignoring my plea. I forgive you in Jesus mighty name.
I forgive M for being so unwieldy and stubborn. I forgive you in Jesus mighty name.
Finally, I forgive myself for my string of failures. I forgive you for not living up to my diet resolve. I forgive you for entertaining a mild health scare just for you to go on a regulated rice intake diet.
I forgive you for getting into a financial mess with a credit card company that finds ways to really skin you alive.
Thank God we are out of it.
I forgive you for being a little green, not the positive kind, and giving in to the gloating and jealousy targeted actions of some people that try to rub it into you that you are part of the “have not” phase. In Jesus mighty name, I forgive and let go.
The mighty glorious sun is once again streaming into this east window.
Wonderful!
Timing is just perfect.
I feel the Lord’s wonderful healing touch permeating into every pore of my body. Ridding me of tough psychic toxins. Enveloping me with his love and blessings as I let go and Let God take over.
Jesus let me win over enmity that has taken a thresh hold in my heart over my not so amiable relations.
The way of God’s kingdom is to win over by reason, dialogue and love. Winning over also “eliminates” the enemy because it resolves the enmity, and so the enemy is transformed into a friend.Fr. Joel Jason
REFLECTION QUESTIONS: In resolving your conflicts with others, do you try to win or to win over? Do you try to eliminate your enemy or the enmity?
Lord Jesus, Prince of peace, transform my heart after the pattern of Your own heart. Amen.(Kerygma Bible Guide and Reflection, January 31,2012)
Thursday, December 22, 2011
END OF THE YEAR, END TIMES?
END OF THE YEAR, END OF THE WORLD COUNTDOWN BEGINS TODAY?
After a period of writing inactivity, I decided to write a few lines on my blog. I wanted to put my thoughts on my end of the year thanksgiving and the start of my New Year resolutions.
I first checked the Yahoo Trending topics.
http://news.yahoo.com/blogs/abc-blogs/2012-end-world-countdown-based-mayan-calendar-starts-101657134.html
This really intrigued me.
The Philippines is again witness to the wrath of nature . Our southern countrymen in Cagayan de Oro, Iligan and Dumaguete are picking up the pieces of what typhoon Sendong left in its trail.
My heart is quite perplexed and saddened by the wide scale disaster. Reminding me once again, time is fleeting. Material things are so temporary.
My sister and I were talking about it yesterday. I told her I burned the midnight oil the other day trying to google earth the vicinity of our purchased house and lot. I was looking for signs of deforestation in the area. A quarry site close by is really giving me some anxiety. That is why I said, I do not like to relocate just yet. Maybe, let the 2012 doomsday predication prove itself wrong first. In the meantime, I wanna remain in my comfort zone. I wanna stay put in this apartment home of 9 years and counting.
The vision of logs piled one of top of the other scares the hell out of me.
Caking mud that has sealed families alive in their houses as their graves. Hmmmm....maybe not yet.
I still have to double check with www.nababaha.com and some of the experts in UP school of Geology etc. Give me some form of assurance that the location of my next home is not prone to floods.
And so...they say, having the end in view is wise.
So, they further say, live each day as if it were last...
So...for next year, here are my plans:
1. Laugh more.
2. Exercise more.
3. Eat more sensibly.
4. Earn while I learn.
5. Forgive more.
6. Let go of angst, irritations and angers more.
7. Smile more.
8. Be kind more to myself .
9. Be more loving to my daughters and husband.
10. Pray more.
Before, I refused to give blog space to my angst. Cause what you focus, you increase. I am really tempted to give it ample space and time in the letting go posture. So, it will clear up more pychic and emotional space for more positive energies to come in.
Example:
1. I will let go of M....who all of a sudden gave me the cold shoulder. We reconnected momentarily after so many years in FB. Then all of a sudden she ignored me. What was even worst, a common friend was in the country and wanted to meet up with all of us. Somehow, I was eased out of the invites. The guest of honor was quite apologetic. But, that is alright. I will let go of you. Bid you adieu. I still am clueless as to what happened...but...that will not be one of my cares anymore. LETTING GO YOU. Bye.
2. I will let go of E...you have a funny way of showing “ past is past, forgive and forget.” You told these lines to me lately. And yet, on the other turn, you ignore me in FB. What are the other issues hounding you? You don’t want some people to know we are civil? You want us to behave like what? Rude people? Hmmm...maybe not for me... I am LETTING GO OF YOU and all your ISSUES AND DRAMAS.
3. I will let go of N.... I was there for you when you got into snags and tears with some of our friends. But lately, I became the target of your bicker and nastiness. You picked a fight with me. You first pried into my private affairs. You guessed when I lost my virginity. Wow. You did not like to believe my truth. So, believe what you want to believe. I do not care. I do not need to explain to you also these details of my life. I AM LETTING GO OF YOU once and finally.
4. I will let go of J...you have this unusual way of ignoring me also in FB. Admittedly, I gave you the cold shoulder for very important reasons. I still have not gotten the chance to explain to you. I felt I did not another drama in my life. When you told me jokingly once “ Do no steal my post, ok?..I was not able to laugh right away. When you joked or said it a second then a third...I felt you were trying to tell me “back off”...and so I did. I just cannot believe that you thought I could do that to you. That I could target your position and ease you out? Wow! Is that how you view me...then we should not call each other friends. And so, I left and now, finally, I AM LETTING GO OF YOU.
Hmmm....this is so relieving. Wonderful exercise in de-stressing. Is there such a word? It sounds like distressing...hmmm. Does not sound good. What I want to say is...nice practice in exhaling. Breathe in the good, breathe out the bad vibes and all.
Thus, in doing these regularly...I may feel more lighter and happier. I somehow, cannot shelve it back in my mind and heart...it bears heavily still. This is more like throwing it out back to the universe. Freeing up more positive space in me.
Wonderful!
Maybe....THIS 2012 will just be so LIGHT AND BUBBLY after all... Like a good tall bottle of the sparkling champagne. Cheers!
Dec.21,2011
10:19pm
After a period of writing inactivity, I decided to write a few lines on my blog. I wanted to put my thoughts on my end of the year thanksgiving and the start of my New Year resolutions.
I first checked the Yahoo Trending topics.
http://news.yahoo.com/blogs/abc-blogs/2012-end-world-countdown-based-mayan-calendar-starts-101657134.html
This really intrigued me.
The Philippines is again witness to the wrath of nature . Our southern countrymen in Cagayan de Oro, Iligan and Dumaguete are picking up the pieces of what typhoon Sendong left in its trail.
My heart is quite perplexed and saddened by the wide scale disaster. Reminding me once again, time is fleeting. Material things are so temporary.
My sister and I were talking about it yesterday. I told her I burned the midnight oil the other day trying to google earth the vicinity of our purchased house and lot. I was looking for signs of deforestation in the area. A quarry site close by is really giving me some anxiety. That is why I said, I do not like to relocate just yet. Maybe, let the 2012 doomsday predication prove itself wrong first. In the meantime, I wanna remain in my comfort zone. I wanna stay put in this apartment home of 9 years and counting.
The vision of logs piled one of top of the other scares the hell out of me.
Caking mud that has sealed families alive in their houses as their graves. Hmmmm....maybe not yet.
I still have to double check with www.nababaha.com and some of the experts in UP school of Geology etc. Give me some form of assurance that the location of my next home is not prone to floods.
And so...they say, having the end in view is wise.
So, they further say, live each day as if it were last...
So...for next year, here are my plans:
1. Laugh more.
2. Exercise more.
3. Eat more sensibly.
4. Earn while I learn.
5. Forgive more.
6. Let go of angst, irritations and angers more.
7. Smile more.
8. Be kind more to myself .
9. Be more loving to my daughters and husband.
10. Pray more.
Before, I refused to give blog space to my angst. Cause what you focus, you increase. I am really tempted to give it ample space and time in the letting go posture. So, it will clear up more pychic and emotional space for more positive energies to come in.
Example:
1. I will let go of M....who all of a sudden gave me the cold shoulder. We reconnected momentarily after so many years in FB. Then all of a sudden she ignored me. What was even worst, a common friend was in the country and wanted to meet up with all of us. Somehow, I was eased out of the invites. The guest of honor was quite apologetic. But, that is alright. I will let go of you. Bid you adieu. I still am clueless as to what happened...but...that will not be one of my cares anymore. LETTING GO YOU. Bye.
2. I will let go of E...you have a funny way of showing “ past is past, forgive and forget.” You told these lines to me lately. And yet, on the other turn, you ignore me in FB. What are the other issues hounding you? You don’t want some people to know we are civil? You want us to behave like what? Rude people? Hmmm...maybe not for me... I am LETTING GO OF YOU and all your ISSUES AND DRAMAS.
3. I will let go of N.... I was there for you when you got into snags and tears with some of our friends. But lately, I became the target of your bicker and nastiness. You picked a fight with me. You first pried into my private affairs. You guessed when I lost my virginity. Wow. You did not like to believe my truth. So, believe what you want to believe. I do not care. I do not need to explain to you also these details of my life. I AM LETTING GO OF YOU once and finally.
4. I will let go of J...you have this unusual way of ignoring me also in FB. Admittedly, I gave you the cold shoulder for very important reasons. I still have not gotten the chance to explain to you. I felt I did not another drama in my life. When you told me jokingly once “ Do no steal my post, ok?..I was not able to laugh right away. When you joked or said it a second then a third...I felt you were trying to tell me “back off”...and so I did. I just cannot believe that you thought I could do that to you. That I could target your position and ease you out? Wow! Is that how you view me...then we should not call each other friends. And so, I left and now, finally, I AM LETTING GO OF YOU.
Hmmm....this is so relieving. Wonderful exercise in de-stressing. Is there such a word? It sounds like distressing...hmmm. Does not sound good. What I want to say is...nice practice in exhaling. Breathe in the good, breathe out the bad vibes and all.
Thus, in doing these regularly...I may feel more lighter and happier. I somehow, cannot shelve it back in my mind and heart...it bears heavily still. This is more like throwing it out back to the universe. Freeing up more positive space in me.
Wonderful!
Maybe....THIS 2012 will just be so LIGHT AND BUBBLY after all... Like a good tall bottle of the sparkling champagne. Cheers!
Dec.21,2011
10:19pm
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Nov.13 Thanks
I am so happy...here are my thank you list:
1. Marina surprised me with reciting the Litany of the Blessed Virgin Mary from memory. Wow. I was floored. It was so unexpected. I thought she was reading from the guide. Upon looking at her...she was sans the booklet. O wow! She missed several. But, it is alright. The novelty of it being unexpected is worth it.
2. Banana cake with almond toppings from Victoria.
3. A beautiful, heartfelt letter from Marina.
4. Taking a long, restful nap with Marcelina.
5. Early morning Vitamin D exposure with Marcelina. Cool air. Cordial neighbors.
6. The “suman” vendor. Breakfast with Swiss Miss hot choco with mallows and the suman malagkit and kamoteng kahoy. Delicious.
7. The first taste of Tamales. It was ok. At least, now, I know what it is.
8. Phone call from Chubby. He was verifying if I would watch the Pacquiao fight.
9. Bag of stateside pasalubong from another neighbour.
10. The welcoming attitude and gestures of the Vergara family from Los Angeles CA.
1. Marina surprised me with reciting the Litany of the Blessed Virgin Mary from memory. Wow. I was floored. It was so unexpected. I thought she was reading from the guide. Upon looking at her...she was sans the booklet. O wow! She missed several. But, it is alright. The novelty of it being unexpected is worth it.
2. Banana cake with almond toppings from Victoria.
3. A beautiful, heartfelt letter from Marina.
4. Taking a long, restful nap with Marcelina.
5. Early morning Vitamin D exposure with Marcelina. Cool air. Cordial neighbors.
6. The “suman” vendor. Breakfast with Swiss Miss hot choco with mallows and the suman malagkit and kamoteng kahoy. Delicious.
7. The first taste of Tamales. It was ok. At least, now, I know what it is.
8. Phone call from Chubby. He was verifying if I would watch the Pacquiao fight.
9. Bag of stateside pasalubong from another neighbour.
10. The welcoming attitude and gestures of the Vergara family from Los Angeles CA.
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