JULY 8
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Posted:Jul 8, 2008 6:24 pm
Last Updated:Jul 16, 2008 5:16 pm 12625 Views
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July 8 marks a very significant event in my life. Its the time when my concept of bringing innovative service in facilating learning is actualized. This is the date when I experienced the bountiful blessings of friendship.I also met dedicated people who journeyed and still journeying with me until now.
This is also the period when the trust of several people in our ability to take care of their most precious possessions ---- their --- is manifested abundantly.
This is also the time when I took the greatest challenge of throwing all my resources (job, finances and skills) on air with a very vague vision that I can have them back.
This is the time ANGELS' GUIDE REMEDIATION CENTER opened its door for an entirely new trend of learning.
This is the time we celebrate our second year anniversary. I am glad we are making it in business and in education.
I always come with a joyoyus song in my heart and a great thanksgiving to God for the wonderful people He sent me through my team and our ..
I am looking forward to a bigger leap within this year. I hope God will grant our prayers and our second project will be realized within this year too.
THANK YOU LORD....
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TIES THAT BIND BUT GAG
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Posted:Jul 4, 2008 7:18 am
Last Updated:Jul 8, 2008 5:25 pm 12735 Views
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I am again experiencing a self inflected storm of worries in my life. I am trying to get through it but my capacity is just too limited to do so...
I spent sleepless nights trying to figure out some plans but seems nothing will work well on my favor.
I decided to find my way home. As usual mom and dad knew that I am into some sort of troubles because I found again my way to the place that could give me security and peace...I know that in our home I got people who will stand with me even if I am wrong.
I noticed some unfinished slices of cake and a pint of ice cream inside our fridge and I secretly asked our helper why they got ample foods around.
She looked at me with horror. Yesterday was dad's birthday.I totally forgotten it and I knew that I was the only one who had never greeted him. I was so embarassed and the guilt was too much. I learned that I am deeply affected of the trouble that I am in coz I totally forgotten this very special day in our family.
I told mom how I felt and I did not know how to approach dad. Instead, I started to cry and related to my mother my problem. Mom told me that there is nothing to worry and things will be fine. Inshort, she gave the affirmation that I will get what I want. I felt relieve. I kissed my mom and rushed to my dad to kiss and to greet him happy birthday. He did not question the delay but he told he was so happy to see me again.
My family is very far from ideal. My dad got so many frailties that would never qualify him to being ideal although I got a very loving, unselfish and persevering mom.It is because of our mom that we all grown up to the belief that dad is great so when the skeleton was unfolded we are already too old to lament. My siblings are already in the different parts of the world but distance has not succeeded to break the bond that keeps us close. I am always scolded and tagged as gypsy and aimless but I still enjoy the love coming from them.
I do not have an ideal family and never that it will be but I am always determined and daring to take chances and I am not afraid to fail because I know that there is always a home with its doors open for me. I am also aware that I have my parents and siblings who will always stand with me even if its my fault.
Now, people will always ask me why I am still single....I always smile because I know the answer.
The love that I receive from my family is always abundant and more than enough. I can not exchange my family for someone who is not worthy enough to accept them as part of me. If there is one question that I dont want to answer it is asking me to choose between a man and my family. My answer will always be my FAMILY (better not to ask me or else you will be frustrated).
I want a man who will love me and will accept everyone who molded me. I can not love a man who cant assimilate himself to become part of the most essential aspect of my being.If a man can not respect my roots what is my assurance that he will really respect me too?
I am always secured with my family and I cant simply bargain them by taking vague chances of an abstract love given in a form of promises from a man who has never proven me anything...
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JUST THE WAY WE ARE
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Posted:Jun 24, 2008 6:23 pm
Last Updated:Jun 28, 2008 9:14 am 12594 Views
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Lost in the ocean of people, I paused and found a nice place on the bench. I opened my bag to get the book that I started to read 2 days ago.
I thought that its better to get more pages while waiting for my companion to find me. I tried scanning few pages but decided to close it anyway. I can hardly understood a word while thinking of the possibility that I might not be found by my companion.
I did not bring my mobile ( my attitude of leaving my mobile in my drawer and go without it had worked on that day). I started to feel the irritation ad I must guard myself against it.
I adjusted my focus to the people who were moving to and pro. I looked direct to their faces to see facial expressions. They varied. Later, I found myself transfixed to the vast land of living storybook.
Each face reflected different story. Each feature was uniquely carved that it radiated a beauty of its own.. Unique and beautiful.
This is how huge divine love is. Amazing, unfathomable and abundant.
I was mesmerized by the thought of what might these people got in their minds?
How much worries they are carrying? How much joys they are experiencing?
Nonsense questions. I laughed at myself and even laughed louder when I thought of someone might be watching me from one corner and also thinking whats going on in my mind...
A tap on my shoulder...My companion...She noticed how I looked like insane form a distance for laughing alone.
I shrugged my shoulders. Told her that its the best joy I ever known...Being able to entertain myself by the idea that somebody else is also entertained by the way I am.
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TIMING
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Posted:Jun 23, 2008 9:06 am
Last Updated:Jul 16, 2008 5:17 pm 12986 Views
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Because I cant sleep, I do not have a choice but to open my PC and started to think of the thing that bugs my mind today...
A single answer is offered by my restless mind....I got to know and face the man introduced to me as the boss of my cousin just before dinner...I just have few questions for him to answer and for me to know...
I felt inferior and insulted no...not insulted but "challenged" that after my tita invited me for dinner after they "picked" my cousin's boss from the airport , i felt condemned for talking nonstop and excited while embracing her inside their car...was it my fault if I was very happy to see again my tita? I was trying to recall the events from the time I went down from the tricycle to transfer to my cousin's car,met by the scrutinizing look of a stranger who occupied the front seat (as if he owned the car) and got not even a single "hello" after the introduction...grrrrr...grrrrr...grrrr...
I was so conditioned that we will have a dinner when all of the sudden my suggestions were countered by an authoritarian voice commanding that they need to leave the soonest and the dinner proposal was totally dumped....
My good tita was so apologetic... I did not say a word when I resigned to the reality that my cousin got his "boss" with them....I led them back to my office to pick the things they left there before going to the airport that afternoon....I was furious when that "boss" went down to survey my territory and asked my cousin about the place....I refused the offer from my cousin to give me a lift...I choose to walk...
While walking, I gave a deep thought to what happened. Granting that that airy man was my cousin's boss...the fact remained..he don't own that car...just like me, he was just getting a lift and they were not on duty...(my narrow rationalization)...I just want to ask that man if whats with the rank? well, as what my tita told me through her text message maybe he just underestimated me because he was so consumed with the idea that he is the boss.....
Well, there will always be a second time...am sure our paths will cross again... as he makes series of flights and landings through our airport, I will really have this precious moment to get into his nerve...
Given the right timing, I wont let him spared from my sweet "resbak"...
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AMAZING
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Posted:Jun 20, 2008 5:22 pm
Last Updated:Jun 21, 2008 7:19 am 12628 Views
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The strong became weak...the genius became stupid...the brave became coward...it happens because of ONE thing....
"THEY FALL IN LOVE"!!!
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MINDANAO WARNING
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Posted:Jun 16, 2008 7:03 pm
Last Updated:Jul 15, 2008 7:46 am 13271 Views
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The latest abduction of TV host Ces Drilon with her cameraman has once again put my beautiful island in the limelight.
Travel advisory warning travelers to avoid Mindanao is once again on.
Mindanao as a whole is painted with shades of negative colors of bombings, kidnappings, rice crisis (this is questionable), etc.
Well, this is it...everytime I meet people and as soon as they learn that I am from Mindanao the reaction is always..."ohhhh!!"
Mindanao is really a beautiful paradise where culture is preserved."Occasional" insurgencies are natural part of life in Mindanao and for those who want to visit here remember this simple things.
* there is no safe place in the world if you do not have common sense. bring enough common sense when traveling to Mindanao.
* coordinate with the local government unit of any locality that you enter. consult the local tourism office or any authorities about the condition and the hot spot areas of the place where you are in.
* to get reliable information go to the local government unit for they are the most reliable people who can give you good information.
* let the local government know that you are around so that they can give you good security if in any case you want to come and visit some critical areas.
* follow their advise do not go with what you want and trust that you got local people with you unless those people are also credible enough in that particular place. I am referring to the influence of that people. If not, THERE IS NO GUARANTEE THAT YOU ARE SAFE".
* Learn at least the important words used of some common dialects like Ilonggo, Cebuano, Kapampangan, Ilocano,Waray and Muslim.You don't need to speak them but for your personal reference in case your companion or guide will speak in their local tongue.
Take note of these simple reminders. Come and enjoy Mindanao. Those people who messed up their lives here were in one way or another had forgotten these simple things and had never learned from previous experiences.
If you are the type who would like to do things in your own way...Forget about it if you are here in Mindanao...In doing so, you will surely enjoy the bounties of our Land of Promise.
Mindanao is a haven if you know how to deal with the life that it offers.
Infact, several foreigners are happily spending their retirements here because they succeeded to wear their armors of common sense.
Talos Kano (Welcome) everyone.
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WHAT ARE YOUR STORIES?
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Posted:Jun 14, 2008 4:25 pm
Last Updated:Jun 20, 2008 5:14 pm 12808 Views
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Today is a Fathers Day..
Just like what Bokie had said in his blogs father is often the most misunderstood person in the family.Personal experience and observation will tell that he is definitely right. Too many stories could be told and heard about father's negligences, irresponsibilities and abandonments anywhere. I am not very certain for sure but as I observed --- it seems that within the heart of a father there is always a longing and a silent message yearning to be heard. A silent message that --- they too do care and they do also love their most----. I know that this is true but to strengthen my observation, I noticed it from the animations that I love to watch.
Often, cartoon characters such as in nemo, wilds, lion king, kung-fu panda, sharks tale, incredibles, ratatouile and a lot more---the projection of love between father and is often the subject. My assumption is that: Majority of the creators of these films are also struggling fathers who would like to convey their silent yearnings of love and they want to show it to the on their younger years.
Aside from these animations, there are several serious films that also portrayed how the father struggled to show his love for his . Mrs. Doubtfire, American Beauty, Q, Pursuit to Happyness, Riding Alone for Thousand of Miles,Big Daddy (although its a comedy) and a lot more to mention. I noticed that among these films the rule of the father is heavier compared to the portrayal of mothers character in mother centered films. What makes the role heavier is that, fathers have gotten their personal struggles (of not too expressive) combined with their desires to show how much they love their families.They have to struggle to overcome the misjudgment of not caring much to "I too care for they too are my ". I empathize (even to my own father) with the fathers every time I see them in one corner watching their with an unconscious smile of happiness lined on their lips( am very observant). Often, I wish that they too could have enough strength to stand and express that love and happiness openly (although there are some who can do it). Just a thought....the manner and the intensity of expression spell the difference between man and woman
Since, today is a fathers day, I just want to say that even I am not blessed with an ideal Father( have just known it lately), I had known long ago that Dad in his own ways loves me too. I still treasured in my heart some moments which manifested his love for me. His simple gesture of buying me my most favorite pen when I was still in elementary, his acts of carrying me over his shoulders because I was too lazy to walk, his buying of ribbons for my hair for he don't want to cut it short,his patience to teach me how to ride a bicycle and later a motorcycle, his trying hard to be home every end of the school year to attend my recognition and graduation days and a tear he shed when I got my first bulls eyed blow from failure are some of the most vivid memories I am keeping which hold me to believe that he will always be a father to me.
He might not told me verbally that he loves me but I can feel it in my heart that he do.
Just like any other fathers, my dad, is also one of the most misunderstood person at home but he too deserves all the best of this occasion.
These are few best stories I kept about my dad and I hope I can share these best stories with my own in the future.
What about you? What story/ies you can recall about your fathers?
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PEACE
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Posted:Jun 14, 2008 2:38 am
Last Updated:Jun 17, 2008 4:37 am 12906 Views
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<<<<<< Salaam from Mindanao
HAPPY FATHERS DAY TO ALL FATHERS
PEACEFUL WEEKEND TO EVERYONE.
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