Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Monday, July 27, 2009
Ah, can't wait for Friday once again:D
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
That's a very good attribute about my husband. He makes me laugh. And when I remind him that sometimes it's too much for a sensitive me, he'll just say "Did you know that it's a sign of intelligence?" Oh well, I couldn't agree more:D
Have a great Wednesday all:D
You know, when we were kids- we used to collect spiders. We name them according to their colors. We usually put them in a matchbox with a very creative kind of compartments that will separate them all. Each spider has their own hole (made of cardboard) in that small matchbox. We always go out hunting for spiders in the trees. We all brag about how fight masters our spiders will be. Then, the next hour we let them fight. That is, letting the spiders crawl on a stick (broom stick from coconut) and whichever is killed- the owner of that spider will be the loser. Then, loser will give one spider to the winner as an award. Well, when you grow in a place that has a shortage of toys- playing with spiders is so much fun, lol!
Anyway, when I came back from Taiwan- I was so shocked when I saw a group of adults circled together alongside the street and they seemed so serious about something. Curiously, I joined in and found out that they bet on the spider fights. What? I thought those were kid’s games. So much astounding when I found out they have real money for that. Geeezzzz, they make it like a cockfight. Hmmm, I wish I could send these big spiders from the yard just so my little brother can win money from it. Seriously, my brother did win money from that spider fight. So strange!
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
One of the greatest truths about life is- it is difficult.
What makes it difficult is the very process of facing the problem.
It is the most difficult of all because it means pain.
Problems depending upon its nature
Cause us in sadness, disappointments, regret, anger, despair or fear.
Too complicated feelings, always uncomfortable;
Most people are unwise to confront it.
Oftentimes, we procrastinate,
We hope that it will just go away,
We pretend it doesn’t exist,
We ignore and forget about it,
Some even take drugs in hopes of forgetting about it.
We seek to avoid the reality rather than confronting it,
Yet, the alternative solutions ultimately become more painful.
Day unto day has its own rewards and unusual challenges.
Everybody has its own distinct worries and responsibilities,
We are not being separate from one another,
Some have greater worries than the others.
I just love reading inspiring stories of people who survived from cancer,
Or people who accomplished a lot despite poverty,
Or people who are very happy after eating one good meal in days.
The moment we look at the world in the larger view,
We can see ourselves so small, how tiny our worries are,
We feel so grateful we are alive.
We have the whole world in front of us,
We are given the gift of time
That allows us the endless opportunities.
Monday, July 20, 2009
The story was quiet unique and a superbly creative plot. It’s an unusual and a peaceful look at a sacred part of Japan's cultural heritage.
Friday, July 17, 2009
Thursday, July 16, 2009
--- No Man is an Island, Thomas Merton
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
I hope you guys have a wonderful week!
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
I thought being a Catholic is just about saying the rosary everyday and going to church every Sunday. I thought being pliant will lead me where God would want me to be. But how could you be pliant enough when an overwhelming pain could get in the way? How could you go on when you don't even know where it will lead you to? How could you continue on a journey where you don't even know you are making any progress? These being considered as traps on spiritual growth that made many creations turn away from God because they don't simply understand their own pains.
It happened that God in His wisdom does not cuddle the beginners. Rather, He uplifts and challenges the soul and force the beginner to grow in faith.
Friday, July 10, 2009
Happy weekend, everyone!^-^
When we were young, we always have a garden in our own rice field. Both our parents are very interested in planting and growing some crops and rice. Most of our weekends are spent in the ricefield- playing, helping our parents and enjoying the fresh wind. Our property is not that big but my Dad makes it a point that there’s no vacant lot. We had a variety of veggies along side the rice farm. While we were never able to sustain ourselves with what we grew, the care and the amount of cultivation of our produce taught us to be patient.
At young age, I was able to learn that there is no such thing as easy success. There is no such thing as money that grows in trees. As what my Mom kept reminding me that “there is no impossible under the heat of the sun”. I have learned to stand on my own feet and value money the more. Maybe my parents didn’t realize the very impact of the labor we did in the rice fields. It was a very humbling experience and I’m very proud of myself to have experienced that very basic notion of being a gardener. As a gardener, the harvest of a life enriched in abundance of patience, humility, kindness and compassion was worth every sweat.
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
I hope I’ll catch up tomorrow.
It was funny when my friend’s husband (American) bought her a few cans of coconut milk. He thought Filipinos drink that coconut milk, hahaha! Actually, we do drink water that comes with the coconut called “coconut juice”. The old people said it’s good for the kidney.
When I was a kid, every time our neighbor had coconut harvest, I’m always excited. I loved looking at all those coconuts rolling around the grounds. We just patiently wait for the farmers to come down then we can gather the young coconuts and they gave it to us free. Our neighbor used to have this big hole where they make a slow fire with the charcoals and on top of it (about 6 feet) is a floor made up of bamboo. All the coconut meat are laid and have it cooked slowly or they literally make an oven out of it. That’s the easiest to way to dry the coconut meat especially when it’s rainy season. After it’s dry enough then its brought to the trader to be weighed. It’s called “Copra” and is further processed become a coconut oil.