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Back
Back at it again. This time, dwelling in the good, the happy, the genuine.
choose the one whose love feels like becoming clean. like their heart washes the back of yours
Donte Collins (via wnq-writers)
There'll be days like this, my momma said. When you open your hands to catch and wind up with only blisters and bruises; when you step out of the phone booth and try to fly and the very people you want to save are the ones standing on your cape; when your boots will fill with rain, and you'll be up to your knees in disappointment. And those are the very days you have all the more reason to say thank you.
Remember
Remember. Not the falling outs but the moments you found yourself falling in love. Remember. Not the tears that dropped from your eyes that speak of adoration. But the lines in your face when you we smiled and laughed our hearts out. Remember today. For it will be yours for all time.
And in the many million times it ran away from the shore, it always ends up kissing it.
When waiting is a choice. When you think you should take things slow because fast is not always everything. When I-think-this-is-it should be Maybe-it-isn't.
That list
I made a list. It ain’t really a long one. I can even count it using my fingers. I made a list. This and that, should be like that, needs to be like this, would be able to. From the superficial to the depths of the soul. From the specifics to the vaguest of them all. I made a list. And then there’s you. And then I saw my list again. Somehow, it didn’t made sense at all. I ticked a few, left a lot empty. Funny. Why can less make you more happy than many? It doesn’t make sense at all. So now, what about throwing the list?
Let everything happen to you. Beauty and terror. Just keep going. No feeling is final. - Letters to a Young Poet, Rainer Maria Rilke
Everytime
A prayer or two.
Today
So we laugh. We giggle. We bathe in mirth.
2015
Gratitude. For the year that has been and for the days that will be. Strength. For acceptance of the things in the past and to carry on to the future. Compassion. For seeing in the perspective of other people. Patience. For waiting, waiting and waiting. Hope. To never lose hold of the past, present, and future.
Ben Thanh Market, Ho Chi Minh, Vietnam. January 2013.
Almost 31
To be here is hard work. To go beyond is to work doubly harder.
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Amazing it is when you think a lot about how things are doing, how people are treating each other and how you manage to survive each day.
Living is hard but experience brings us a lot of strength.
Sans words
Ahh really. When you have a lot of things to think about, or you got lots of thoughts running in your head, you seem to run out of the words to write. Putting them into words seem to be the proper way of reducing their immense effect to you but ahhh, you just can't figure out what to write.
Choices
I was struck by what my favorite priest said on his sermon last Sunday. He was talking about giving God a choice to affect your life. That perhaps when we feel that nothing is happening in our lives, maybe, we aren't giving Him much of that choice needed to make a change.
Looking back at the life experiences I've had, I couldn't stop myself from nodding and agreeing to what Fr. Jun said. I am a stubborn young lady who always clings on to the moment I am in. Despite its absurdity sometimes.
Yes, there were really times when I didn't gave Him that choice. I was too adamant, even too proud to fight for what I think is for me especially in terms of relationships.
That sermon last Sunday encouraged me to make a resolution that it is time now for me to give it all to Him. A life wholeheartedly offered to the Creator. I believe that through this, I will always make it a point that my words, the things that I do, the thoughts that come in mind and everything of me is of His doing, His choice. Giving God a choice to change your life is total surrender. Whatever happens to me, whoever comes my way, whatever I do, everything, all of it, is what He has chosen for me.