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Day 49: Back to the Grind

30 October 2017 Monday, 18.02 GST

It’s this lady’s first day of corporal life and I go back to what I have always known to be a lifeline - affogato! The workload is a bit daunting but I’m an inner wide-eyed girl whose perspective is set on adventure as default.

The dream is coming to life, albeit slowly, but it’s forming flesh and bones, one step at a time. I take life as it is, from moment to moment, I am savouring the difficulties and I take a big bite of learning from each one.

My eyes are set on what is important. I take heed and then I fail, but I get back up each time. If there’s one thing I’d like to tell myself, both to the old and new, is that one can never go wrong with growth.

The best place to be in in life is to be at the centre of one’s storms, where everything may seem chaotic, but the soul is at peace and all energies are spent on knowing one’s hurts and troubles and then from there, conquer, soar and thrive.

Everything’s taking shape from here,

Maui S.

A life lived offline #week1

Day 48: Theory

26 October 2017 Thursday, 10:12 GST

DAY 7 of DETOX!!! Maaaaaan, that was long but worth it. I’m excited to know what’s up with the world and my friends from all over it. Lol

I figured that not having the convenience to open them social media apps in my phone allows me to think twice before giving my time and energy to mindless scrolling.

I might not download them back anymore and simply access them through laptop computers, once or twice a day. That should be enough. Perhaps, one after my morning routine and another one after dinner.

As of the moment, I’m working my way through this book and would be taking the theory test a few hours later. I hope I ace it at first try!

I don’t write as much as I did anymore, but uhhhh, writing what matters is a task I cannot escape. I’d be back to it in no time, for sure. It only takes time before my heart explodes into written words so… I’m just waiting 🤷🏽‍♀️

Signed,

Maui S.

Day 47: Offline

24 October 2017 Tuesday, 20.17 GST

This is my second attempt at writing before I go out for dinner. Ughhh! After more than a hundred words written and then I lose it to an app error. Whyyyyy

DETOX DAY 6!! Wohoo! Almost a week off of social media and I wonder if the world has something that I do not have by opting out. Nevertheless, I keep my eyes on what I gain by losing the superficial.

It’s more arduous than it actually seems to be stripping off oneself of life’s inessentials. I’m actually excited to check on my accounts on Friday.

It’s true that what you get in small doses, you find more pleasure in having or doing. Same goes with the pleasure of the World Wide Web.

In the long term, I guess I wouldn’t be able to keep up living life offline. I have to face it, I live in a world anchored in the virtual reality - duh, it’s 2017!

But just as that is true, it’s also damn true that I still have a choice. I can control what I give and take from this world. So as to make sense of the efforts to live life offline, I guess the sole purpose of the detox days is to train oneself not to be connected automatically.

As is with other habits, I’d like to be offline habitually and in turn being online would take more effort - more than what I would be willing to give just so I could mindlessly scroll through a social media feed.

I’m glad I still have tumblr to upload some offline stuff where I would want to see them online after some time. An online time capsule, perhaps?

Again will I say it, in losing, I gain, and so it goes,

Maui S.

The end of a thing is better than its beginning; The patient in Spirit is better than the proud in spirit.

Ecclesiastes 7.8

Sorrow is better than laughter, for by a sad countenance the heart is made better.

Ecclesiastes 7.3

As for that which is far off and exceedingly deep, who can find it out?

Ecclesiastes 7:24

18 October 2017 Wednesday, 23:30 GST En route home in ze desert

Slowly, do it slowly. Somehow, you’ll get there. Albeit slowly.

#gif #selfportrait

13 October 2017 Friday, 3:46 GST A room in the midst of a desert

It’s been like this for weeks now. Restless nights and fuzzy head. Sleep only comes with the dawn. My mind is everywhere except with me.

#gif #selfpotriat

When my heart is overwhelmed; Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.

Ps. 61.2 (NKJV)

You are an ocean And I am your mermaid Delightfully, I dive deeper And deeper into you Thoughtlessly Effortlessly Inevitably I'm yours 🌊

#gif

A broken and contrite heart - These, O God, You will not despise

Psalm 51:17b (NKJV)

Satisfy us in the morning with your steadfast love, that we may rejoice and be glad all our days

Psalms 90:14

Twenty-forth I go. / Birthdays are essentials for they force us to see life with wide eyes. Candles, confetti, and smiles. It's the smallest things in life that make the biggest impact. 💛

For our soul is bowed down to the dust; Our body clings to the ground.

Psalm 44:25

Day 5: People are adventures

21 July 2017 Friday, 14.53 PHT

Writing gets harder and heavier the more I try to put things as they are. Honesty is never easy, but always worth it. So, as it will be with this entry. No more will I try to hide behind inconsistencies and generalities. For then what is the point of all these? Didn’t I start this writing journey to strip myself off of the crowns and masks I put on everyday? To let people see me, down to the bear essentials?

So shall it be, I say. True and vulnerable, I go.

What has been the week like? I say too honest, too real, and too risky. I wore my heart on my sleeve - confessed my deepest and darkest parts to another soul, spent 3AMs in long conversations over each one’s dilemmas, and started my days in fleeting, superficial exhilaration. I won’t lie, won’t try to make it deep either, I loved every minute of it.

What can I say? It’s always fulfilling and satisfying to have come to know another soul. i always say people are adventures, on their own. They are quite their own universe waiting to be explored, if and only if, one is willing to sit quietly and listen intently.

Only then will one find out that stories never really end and that the learning and unlearning of another soul is a back and forth process which one repeatedly and deliberately takes.

Then, I realize that these are things I’d like to take a hold of at the end of my days - the collection of people I’ve met; the stories I’ve heard and got to tell; the dents I left on, who knows how many, souls I collided with; and finally ‘words’ that I left as seeds in conversations, no matter how random, humorous, witty, foolish, or deep it was. I use my weapons daily. I speak life into an unforgiving world.

I try daily, in small doses, to be full of life. And so will I continue to do so, no matter how life goes.

My heart embedded, Maui

It was the 22nd of February Year 2017 when this photo was taken at Nagbintana Arc, Bataan, Philipppines. I see the the raging seas pummeling against seasoned rocks but this pocket at the corner of the scene sits quietly, waiting. So at the top of my lungs, I instructed Yua to reach in for the space where background meets foreground.

This must be one of the few photos I was too giddy to take. I was in the right place and at the right time. Those kind of moments are rare. So when you see it coming, unfolding right before your eyes, you take the chance on it. You fasten round it with brazen defiance. Never let that (your) moment go.

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