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That moment you wake up, open a window and faintly you hear Pinoy Christmas songs playing in some neighbor’s house….priceless. You get a little nostalgic thinking of Christmas past when celebrations were more focused on attending Simbang Gabi, nine days of novena masses until Christmas eve. Yes,today is the beginning of our traditional Simbang Gabi.  It started last night in our village chapel but it was raining hard because of the typhoon so I was not able to attend.  I have clogged nose the past days and it is hard to breathe especially at night.

It pains me to see those places affected by the typhoon, people who lost their homes, damaged roads, uprooted trees and it has not left the country yet. Our weather bureau says that there is another one coming.  Typhoons that visit us late in the year are usually strong and destructive.  I hope next week would not be a rainy one for us.

My PC is weird. Is that even the right term for it? Yesterday, I woke up earlier than 3am, a perfect opportunity to check my blogs and update our daily Gospel readings at our Catholic page on Facebook. You see, for the last five years I help manage a page with a priest friend and another friend who is a lay minister in their parish.  I was able to post Gospel readings until the end of the year then my PC practically crashed on me.  Gosh, perfect timing but you can’t quarrel with an almost ten-year old PC nor get mad at it. You just shake your head in frustration while taking another sip of a tepid cup of coffee by your side.  Like right now it is running well and I am listening to Christmas carols while I blog (keeping my fingers crossed).

I found a wonderful book on Padre Pio but I don’t want to read it in just one go, a chapter or two every day until I finish it. I also bought a copy of the Daily Gospel 2016, a collection of all the readings for the coming year, a helpful guide for my online apostolate. Speaking of books, a friend who is coming home for a short break bought me two lovely volumes of Richard Paul Evans books, one was just published last month while the other one is the 5th  and final installment of The Walk series.  Wonderful gifts from a wonderful friend.

Did I say it’s nine days to go before Christmas?  This might appear on my wall dated December 15 but it is December 16 now  and it’s 5 am. The cold winds bite but the rain has stopped. May I share another inspiring Christmas quote?

It is Christmas every time you let God love others through you… yes, it is Christmas every time you smile at your brother and offer him your hand. – Mother Teresa

 

 

 

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It looks like I have a lot of catching up to do, not only to get updated with what some of my online friends have posted but I think it is also time to update my blog. I haven’t posted anything since the start of December but thank you just the same for those visits. I noticed that some even read my earlier posts years ago.

I recently read a comment posted by one of my readers. He was searching for the name of his father’s urologist and found my earlier blog post on the latter. He was glad  and inspired that the same doctor did  my kidney bypass five years ago. You know that feeling of confidence that you have because of some people’s affirmation that he is good  and his patients have faith in him. Years ago,  I was also surprised when this same urologist learned that my surgical oncologist in another hospital was his mentor when he was in college.  You’d think they are coincidences but deep within you know that the connection maybe ways in which it makes you feel that you’re not alone. There are people who are traveling the same road with you and traversing life’s journeys the same way that you do.

Some people may find it uncomfortable reading about illness, believe me though, when you are the one in that predicament, you’d rather share your woes and fears even if no one empathize, even if some people don’t really understand how you feel. Reaching out, trying to accept everything  the best way you know how. Maybe that’s the reason why my older posts about being a cancer survivor still make it the most read entries in my blog.  I am still of the belief that if I could reach someone out there who needs a bit of inspiration, my efforts of maintaining this blog is not in vain.

These are actually busy days for me,  trimming our carabao grass, changing curtains for the Christmas season, hanging Christmas decor here and there, planning on what recipes to prepare for our noche buena, wrapping gifts and catching  up on my reading when I can. Having an unreliable (and moody)  PC does not help though and boy, the slow internet connection is such that I rather read than visit my blogs. I finally found a lovely book on the life of my favorite saint, Padre Pio and discovered new authors too.

Here’s something for  you to ponder on.

“I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year.” – Charles Dickens

 

 

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Gosh, where have I been the past few days?

I don’t want to whine since it is the beginning of the Christmas season but apart from the endless shocking news in our part of the world, our internet connection has become oh so slow, slower than an aging turtle on the move. I could not even see those photos attached to several blogs that I follow and to think that is not enough, my old PC is acting up again.I am grateful though that I haven’t lost all those people who visit my blog. I have now reached a total of 375,260 hits as of this writing. I know, for some bloggers, this would not matter much but it’s okay, at least I know that even if most of them are not my followers, they visit my blog and read what I write. For a blogger, that means you’re not alone in cyberspace ranting or sharing your dreams. I treasure so many online friends here who also share their thoughts with me, they are the reason why this blog still exists.

Life has become such that a day won’t be complete without visiting at least one social media or reading news online.  It makes me a little sad that for some people, texting is more acceptable than actual conversation and updating your wall on Facebook about the daily happenings in your life is more the “in” thing to do than calling or conversing with your loved ones. I know, I know, you would say, it can’t be helped because getting in touch  with them through this medium is faster and easier too. We are enslaved by time and that’s a fact. We worry that a day won’t be enough to do all the things we want to do. I know, sometimes I am guilty of this.

Josef and I usually linger at the dining table updating each other about anything under the sun. We talk about politics and he keeps asking me why I don’t blog about it.  I told him I might not be able to control myself and say things I’ll regret later. We talk about sports, basketball especially since we are both excited for the championship win between our alma mater, University of  Santo Tomas and Far Eastern University. We talk about his training at JP Morgan Chase and how different it is from his previous work. Oh yes, we talk about Christmas past and how we will celebrate it this year. With Nate around, it would surely be a blast no matter how simple it is.

I welcome December with so much anticipation and hope for better days ahead. My little sparrows are back, greeting me each morning with their lovely songs. What more could I ask for?

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Yes, you read it right. I have just updated all my blogs at WordPress. You may click the links and be updated too, if you have the time to visit, that is. I will surely appreciate it very much.

I created another blog sometime last March but I have only updated it after a few months. This morning, I finally finished customizing it using the Mystique theme. I love uncluttered and clean lines in a blog so it took me so long to find a free theme to my liking. It’s still a work in progress.  When I get to consume my remaining free 30% for Dreams and Escapes, I’ll switch to that new blog but will post now and then for updates.

May I invite you to visit Dreams Never End and follow it too? Would love to see you there. Thank you so much.

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Coming to this

I learned  that

Life ought to be lived

The best you know how.

Just sometimes –

You swim not knowing

when to reach the shore

But flowing with the tide

Has its rewards,

A rich blessing of

Coming to terms with yourself

Once more.

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It’s been some years since I did this. I have planned to do a third part but I didn’t just have enough time to go over my previous blog posts and do it again. WordPress says that my latest entry was my 1,724th post, add that to some random writings that I deleted because they were too long. I must admit, 500 to 600 words are the ideal length which are convenient to read, beyond that, it gets a little boring unless of course you are writing a short story, but that’s just me talking. We each have our own style of writing and our own subjects to write about that you can’t just limit them to short paragraphs.

Four years ago, I painstakingly summarized a line or two of some of my earlier blog entries and posted links for easy access.  This is the third part. Let’s see how this goes. Just click the links to read the full posts.

It’s never too late to dream of something that would lift up your soul. It’s never too late to weave dreams again and make it a reality. Who says you can’t write about your journey towards happiness?  Who says you can’t share the times you felt so low but  still can smile?  We must treasure moments like these, those times when an old dream emerges as something new, dressed in hope and faith, a promise of a new day. Going Back To Old Dreams.

There is something so nice about waking up in the morning to the sound of bird songs and the fresh touch of raindrops barely hanging on the leaves.  It magnifies the soothing color of green all around.  I’ve always dreamed of taking  pictures of raindrops. I love those crystal clear water captured in photographs. Maybe this is how poets see the beauty of a morning after the rain – the sudden burst of color, the green countryside, the fresh dew of the morning.  If I were a poet, I would paint them all in different colors. That’s how we see life sometimes, we associate how we feel with colors. Color me happy for today. I see everything in a bright rainbow shade.It Rained Last Night.

One hello is worth a thousand goodbyes.I Love Sundays

Being alone does not mean that you are lonely, it just gives you ample time to do things at your own pace and leisure. Sometimes, solitude gives us that perfect excuse to just be. Solitude.

Life is good. It is an interesting pathway of several journeys. Christmas In June

I guess writing is sometimes synonymous with befriending silence.  When you write, you are alone in your thoughts. When you write, you are listening to the silence in your heart. Befriending Silence.

Do you think first impressions last? I do believe that a possible friendship begins with the first word you utter. And I do believe that sometimes, just sometimes, first impressions last.Oh Me, Oh My

And when you are presented with life’s choices, just live each day as though it were your last.Life’s Roadblocks.

Last night, I had a long chat with Lovell over the phone and he asked  how I am. I told him I had bouts of urinary tract infection lately. I was struck by what he said that God must love me so much to entrust me with all these  pain and sufferings because He knows I can carry them and I have enough faith to go through life without being bitter about it. My answer was simply this, ” I lift everything to God and I am offering it all to Him.

There are times when tears flow when I think of  the days I went through the past two years. I am lucky and  I am blessed that God gave me a second chance at life.  Everything is grace. Moment of Truth.

How one acts in public speaks so much of one’s personality. Do you agree?Life As I See It.

Do we freely give our time and effort without counting the cost? Because this to me is a perfect example of being generous. A Bit Of Laughter, Here And There.

2011 – the year when I dared to join Post A Day challenge.

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September came and went like lightning,  a dry September if you ask me because the days were just like summer, so hot with  thunderstorms in the late afternoon or early evening. I can’t recall any particular event worth-remembering except Nissa’s birthday and having Nate around over the weekend.  And yes, the endless gardening task  trimming the grass, deadheading my Gardenia and Crossandra  and replanting some Ruellias. Gardening is sometimes a bit boring if you have to wake up early in the morning while the sun is still in slumber. It gets too hot even at seven in the morning.

October started with early morning drizzle then at exactly 3 o’clock this afternoon, the heavy downpour drenched our garden and our garage. Manila Water chose to replace our water meter today (of all days) and according to the contractors, they replace water meters every five years. The new gate valve has to be connected to our existing water line, bringing in a spray of mud and water that reached our car. The pressure was too strong.  The rain has stopped a while ago but they haven’t cemented yet the concrete that they have to break up  earlier to change the meter.  There is a storm coming although we are not in its direct path but it would surely bring monsoon rains until early Saturday morning.  What a start for a new month.

Still and all, I welcome October with joy and anticipation. It is my birth month after all. I am always thankful for all the graces and blessings  that came and will come my way. It is a celebration of another year ahead, a celebration of life, a celebration of  joys and pains that give life its meaning.  Even in times of adversity, even when we feel sometimes that we are alone in this world, it is always a blessing to feel that inner strength, that unshakable faith that all would be well in the end. We learn through tears (sometimes) and we embrace gladness in our hearts. Growing old has its rewards.

Happy new month. a blessed October to all!

Yesterday is not ours to recover, but tomorrow is ours to win or lose. – BT Bradford (Hidden)

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