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Are You An Old Soul?


For some time now, it has been playing in my head. Am I an old soul? So I took this test  at playbuzz.com and the results seem to be true.

You’re what we call an ancient soul… too old to even be defined as- well, old! Ancient souls were born hundreds of thousands of years ago, and have seen hundred of centuries and millenniums pass by! Your soul is extremely unique and rare to find these days, as rapid advances in technology have forced a lot of people to “move on”. But you still cling in the past- the VERY past- and you’re content and accepting of who you are. You are so mature and wise beyond your years that it is indescribable! Being an ancient soul may make you feel very weary, and it may even feel difficult at times, but don’t forget… ancient souls form very special and rewarding relationships with other people. It is a bond that is so true, so faithful, and so giving beyond any other soul could imagine… So next time you talk to a close friend, just think about how lucky they are to have met a special soul like you!

I am an old soul.

Maybe so. There was a question there if you enjoy being alone. I do. Being alone does not necessarily mean that you are lonely. Being alone  gives you that “me” times that other people don’t seem to find in this crazy world. Being alone, doing what you want to do, enjoying your own company and thinking sometimes of those days long ago.

Mature? Yes, At my age, that goes with the territory. I think I am that kind who think not just twice but several times the repercussions of what I do in life.  There are people who have  aged biologically but are still immature in their decisions and the way they act.  There are people  who like to stay that way – happy-go-lucky, carefree.  Life sometimes gets to us in a way we never expect. Life sometimes is just that, hard. Who says it is easy?

Unique? I’d like to think so but each one of us is unique in this world. Maybe the difference lies in one’s attitude and how one does things. Or maybe attitude spells the difference.

Wise? That I agree.  We acquire wisdom with age. We tend to be more realistic about things as we grow older.   Sometimes, we don’t only accept but we question too.  what is wisdom? It is the soundness of our actions and decisions. It is common sense, good judgment.

I am an old soul. Are you?

I am always touched by this quote from Langston Hughes:

“Hold fast to dreams,
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird,
That cannot fly.”

Today’s Quote


Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined. – henry david thoreau


Contrary to what WordPress says, I celebrate my anniversary here at the time I actually  published some posts and not the date when I opened an account   which was about a year before I’ve  been actively  blogging here.  Tomorrow would be my 8th year on WordPress. Hooray.

Have you ever thought of blogging about “blogging”?  Did you ever make a post about blogging?

It was a bit awkward opening an account here and not even knowing how to choose a good theme and customize your site. It was a bit awkward to post something to an audience (if there was even one) you didn’t know from Adam.  It was more awkward filling up a blank space on your computer screen thinking of what to write about. When I started here, I published some of my posts from my Multiply site. Back then, I had a premium account at Multiply  I am just a little sad, that site has to close a few years ago.  I was not so happy at the start here because no one commented on my earlier posts except for a few friends I met  earlier at Multiply. The “like” button was only introduced in WordPress last August 2010,  more than a year after I activated  my account here.  Introducing that “like” feature was an awesome way to meet new bloggers.  You get to see their Avatar on your post. I could not remember now the first “like” I received and which post earned it.

A friend introduced me to WordPress. I didn’t know about it until nine years ago when I tried opening an account here.  I’ve stayed with it ever since.  I earned a total of 469,162 stats as of this writing with 1,988 blog posts to boot. Yes, 12  more posts to go before another milestone on the 2,000th post.  If I were to summarize my total posts on  WordPress with four other seldom visited blogs  I created, I’ve reached more than that number already.  Did I say I still have 28% more to go on my free space here? I eventually cut down on posting high-resolution photos. In the past, that ate up  a lot of free space posting them right from my camera.

It is easier now to interact with online friends. It is easier to appreciate and make comments on blogs you like.  It has become a joy to blog about the daily happenings in one’s life, things that makes one happy, daring enough to share and be accepted in the blogosphere.

How’s your blogging journey?

Happiness


She was there so early watching the dawn breaks. It is quite lovely just to hear the sounds of chirping birds  and the early morning songs of a new day.

She knows she has to water the garden plants.  The sun would show its face in  a while and she needs  to do her task.   She took hold of the garden hose, pointed it at some shrubs and let the water do its job.  For a  few minutes she was focused on watering her plants, noticed  some new shoots and early summer blooms. She thought, I must take photos of these but for strange reasons, she never gets to do it, taking those pictures. She pointed the water hose at first on her face, the drips of water rapidly cascading to her toes.

Bliss, what bliss to feel the cold of the morning.  And the sun is slowly rising. It’s another day and she is happy.

Starting Them Young


I can’t believe this….haha 🙂

It’s McDonald’s  summer  workshop promo. One of the kiddie crew for five days starting today, two hours each day. They get to experience on-floor  restaurant training. They will be taught burger-making and sundae-making too, but for all we know, it would be more on playing than actually serving meals.

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He is growing up fast and learning responsibility in the process.

Good Morning World


For the past several days, I  was not inspired enough to blog and share my thoughts.  I don’t know why. These are those times when I prefer finishing the books I have started on my e-reader, just quiet moments listening to the noise of the day, the usual hustle and bustle  of  city life.

Finally, we’re done trimming the carabao grass (as usual) over the weekend. I love the nice clean look of our small garden. I counted the fruits of our langka (jackfruit trees)  in all stages of growth. There were more than twenty of them and small shoots are still sprouting like crazy. Our  two calamansi trees are in their flowering stage too. I just love the lemony scents of their flowers.  They  delight the senses in such a big way.

Have you ever experienced starting on a new book and a new author and  having that big smile on your face because you found it? That feeling of bliss and well-being because you were inspired by the story? That feeling that everything is okay and you wish the story would go on?  But such is the sad part, a story always has an ending. It may not be something  you expected, it may not be something that you ever thought of, it may not be something that the story calls for, but precisely the ending sometimes leaves you breathless with that silly smile on your face because of such a moving encounter with a good read.

Some books I prefer reading slowly like Upstream  by Mary Oliver. Taking those words in small doses so to speak.  I  always look at the dust jacket of the book and I  smile because I have  a copy. It’s actually my third book of Mary Oliver.  Lately, I started reading Write It Down, Make It Happen by Henriette Anne Klauser, a sort of self-help book.  There was a time during my college years when I got engrossed reading Psychology and  Philosophy books. That waned  over the years until lately. The latter speaks of writing down your goals and achieving them not in the spur of the moment perhaps but through the  blessed days of your life. We speak of miracles, we speak of coincidences but I guess it’s  God’s way of telling us to go on  because He will never abandon us.  Have faith in all you do.

Oh, I can’t believe  it, I am on my 89th book  in my Goodreads 2017 reading challenge.  It’s about  59%  and  36 books ahead of schedule. So glad of this.

Good morning everyone!

 

 

He Is A Big Joke


I seldom do political blogs nowadays. I am not just disappointed by what is happening in my country but I am disgusted with some of the elected officials of the land.  I wonder how they still manage to stay there. Or  people somehow  have become just indifferent that this could pass up as a  joke? As they are fond of saying here, “joke, joke, joke”.

There was this senator who is a member of the  powerful Commission On Appointment.  They were on the verge of finally confirming the appointment of  Social Welfare Secretary Judy Taguiwalo the other day when he casually asked about her status as a single mom in such a derogatory way that it became viral on the internet.  Gosh, the nerve of this well-known plagiarist.  Clearly, he has no respect for women.  He drew flak on social media and he was asked to apologize publicly but he said the social media can’t take a joke. My goodness, such sensitive issue should not be taken as such. It is offensive.  He apologized later but said it was meant as a joke.

He said: “In the street language, when you have children and you are single, ang tawag lang ay na-ano lang. Thank you, you have my 100 percent support, Madam Secretary”.

What is exactly the meaning of na-ano? It probably means having children without the benefit of marriage or the marriage  has gone  kaput or just something like “so, so” if you know what I mean.  Any which  way,  I don’t find it shameful if someone is single  but is taking  care of  her kids. I wonder if he has even thought of his own daughter who is a single mom as well.

Taguiwalo replied  saying: “Senator Sotto, I teach women’s studies in UP so we respect all kinds of families, and that include solo parents. Thank you.”

Just the other day, I blogged  about the gift of being a mom, a   precious gift  that all of us moms, sons and daughters and even husbands should appreciate.  I repeat, there is no shame in being a single mom.  There is no shame in telling the whole world that you are both a mother and father to your kids. There is no shame in providing for their needs and seeing to their  welfare. I  would rather prefer being single than to have an irresponsible and  philandering husband in the process.

I admire solo or single mothers.  The responsibility of  being a single parent is enormous. Such  emotional effects on the children. The  weight of single-handedly  doing the job of parenting. Salute to all single parents out there.