Monday, January 9, 2012

Emotional Vent

The land was enveloped with loss and grief;
Dirt, mud and cries were but a few way to welcome strangers.
Destructions were much reason for distraction.
Such irreconcilable sight, no word can explain.
Devastating, dreadful, disturbing; putting them together will still be an understatement to the whole picture.

How to deal with a loss of a loved one?
No one will ever understand.
A hug and kind words of encouragement will never suffice.
At times, silence says all the message needed.

The eyes may not show how much pain the heart carries.
The skies failed not in communion with the mourning.
Each day, its cries are felt on the lands.

Many unsung heroes are concretely doing their share to ease other people's pains.
Simple acts of kindess that means so much at this point.
Yet, a number also err in making money out of the tragedy.

Where does moving on start when a large number is still missing?
When does acceptance come in when everything was too sudden?
When does hope take place when all else seem blur?

With angst, many claim that such a tragedy was a punishment from God.
At the peak of one's emotions, this can be the only thing true.
No. Our God is a loving God and no evil comes from Him.
No loving father can ever afford giving stones to a child who asks for bread.

Everybody surely wants to move on.
But the pace of it does not in any way lie to the outsiders rather to the ones who went through it all.
Back to normal life is a luxury that a handfull can afford.
To some, normal life will just be a fancy.
Losing loved ones will change everything for a lifetime, everything.

Faith has been a great factor in the pursuit to move on; transcending from the situation.
Now is the best time to be aggressive in helping.
May we not wait for another tragedy to show how much we are concerned of each other.

Approaching two weeks after Typhoon Sendong, I met two women trying to look for the missing bodies of their relatives. This was taken in Sitio Bayug, Brgy. Hinaplanon, the worst-hit area in Iligan City.

Saturday, December 3, 2011

CREDENDA from "The Gift of Acabar" by Og Mandino

Malou's Note:
For the past days, I was not really at my best. I went through life's blues that can be packaged in two words: Quarterlife Crisis. I have to deactivate my accounts from various social networking sites to have some peace and quite time alone. It proved helpful indeed.

Last November 25, before going back to Bacolod, I happen to drop by a bookstore in the Airport. I then looked for a book to read while waiting for my flight. I excitedly asked for Mandino's book, glad they have. :) I have read a couple of his books when I was in high school, but it is just now that I own a book of him.

His words might be very cliche to you. In fact, I have heard these so many times too but now, more than ever, the thoughts he conveyed in Credenda have so much impact in me. The book came right on time, just when I needed it the most.

Please spare some time to read. I hope this will be of great help to you to live life to the fullest and be the best gift you can ever be to the world! :) God Bless!
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Turn away from the crowd and its fruitless pursuit of fame and gold. Never look back as you close your door to the sorry tumult of greed and ambition. Wipe away your tears of failure and misfortune. Lay aside your heavy load and rest until your heart is still. Be at peace. Already it is later than you think, for your earthly life, at best, is only the blink of an eye between two eternities.

Be unafraid. Nothing here can harm you except yourself. Do that which you dread and cherish those victories with pride. Concentrate your energy. To be everywhere is to be nowhere. Be jealous of your time, since it is your greatest treasure.

Reconsider your goals. Before you set your heart too much on anything, examine how happy they are who already possess what you desire. Love your family and count your blessings. Reflect on how eagerly they would be sought if you did not have them.

Put aside your impossible dreams and complete the task at hand no matter how distasteful. All great achievements come from working and waiting. Be patient. God’s delays are never God’s denials. Hold on. Hold fast. Know that your paymaster is always near. What you sow, good or evil that you will reap. What you are is through your choice alone. Learn to live with honest poverty, if you must, and turn to more important matters than transporting gold to your grave.

Never meet trouble halfway. Anxiety is the rust of life; when you add tomorrow’s burdens to today’s their weight becomes unbreakable. Avoid the mourner’s bench and give thanks, instead, for your defeats. You would not receive them if you did not need them. Always learn from others. He who teaches himself has a fool for a master. Be careful. Do not overload your conscience.

Conduct your life as if it were spent in an arena filled with tattlers. Avoid boasting. If you see anything in you that puffs you with pride, look close and you will find more than enough to make you humble.

Be wise. Realize that all men are not created equal, for there is no equality in nature, yet no man was ever born whose work was not born with him. Work every day as if it were your first, yet tenderly treat the lives you touch as if they will all end at midnight. Love everyone, even those who deny you, for hate is a luxury you cannot afford. Seek out those in need. Learn that he who delivers with one hand will always gather with two. Be of good cheer.



Above all, remember that very little is needed to make a happy life. Look up. Reach out. Cling simply to God and journey quietly on your pathway to forever with charity and a smile. When you depart, it will be said by all that your legacy was a better world than the one you found.
~ o ~

Credenda...Latin word for matters of faith or doctrines to be believed. It's from the verb "credere", which means to trust or believe.

A Pact for a Lifetime

Today I gathered enough courage to get back on track.
From now on, I vow to face any challenge head on.
I will never turn away nor find sweet escape from adversities.
I will embrace crossroads as an opportunity to pause and get in touch with myself.
I will discern.
I will listen to where my passion leads me more than
the many rationalizations I and the others can come up with.
I promise to never resort to self-pity as there is a bunch of reasons to be optimistic about life.
I will never run out of reasons to love life and live it to the highest extent possible.
I will revel and celebrate my giftedness and other people’s gift of persons to my life.

Each day, I will welcome the invitation to be a better me.
I will overcome the bitterness within and turn it to be a better energy.
Every waking up, I will remind myself how blessed I am.
I will not let a day pass without exhorting God for all His wonderful deeds.
Today, I submit myself to what is best for me.
I will listen; listen intently to the voice within.
Even how loud the crowd is, I will not mind them for they do not matter as much as what my passion tells me.

Every day is a venue of proving all what I have expressed here.
This is a test that I have to pass for always.
This is meant to make me better and never to shun me from what is essential to life.

Yes! Today, my life REALLY begins.
I will consciouly live my claim that I love life.

Sunday, November 20, 2011

Overflowing

I may have my way on things,
I may have planned my life for the next years,
I may have my own desires and will,
I may have ironed out everything concerning my life..
BUT all those are futile..
When the master planner directs my life where it should heed.
He is all knowing..
I might have wanted the other way but He never ceases to lead me to where the best is in stored for me.
His ways are unfathomable..
He leads me from mourning to rejoicing..
I cannot contend to what He wants for me for all these years He has been consistent,
He has been there through and through..

This world offers endless struggles and challenges;
There are boundless of bliss, possibilities and opportunities..
We should not cease in believing the ideas we envision to realize..
Things happen when we believe and act on it..

Every day, there are miracles around..
Some are too mundane that we do not even bother to notice..
He works His miracles through you, through me..
Acknowledge it and see life beyond what our eyes can see..
Set this world through your heart, through your very being!
Trust His works..
I bet he never knows how to fail us..

Note: I wrote this blog 3-4 years ago and as I browse my files, I came across this. Hmmm, this is a reminder I truly need now. Yes, I JUST HAVE TO TRUST HIM :) Golden Days are coming ahead! :)

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Back to Fuji Maru as an ExPY

I have to take an hour flight to Manila a day before Fuji Maru reaches the bosom of the Philippine port.
On my way to see her, I had mixed of emotions.

I am very happy to see her again after a year and of course very much elated that I will have the opportunity to be with my SSEAYP Batchmates again, only this time we are no longer called PYs butEXPYs. Well I find it rather ironic to be called an EXPY as there is a popular saying amongst PYs that goes: ONCE A PY, ALWAYS A PY. Anyway my radical side was tamed as I come into terms with the tradition; when your journey has ended as a PY, your are automatically an EXPY.

Fuji Maru finally docked. The PYs went out from wherever they were to see the welcome program prepared for them. Down the Ship were the EXPYs, and I am one of them. I waved my hands as I was reliving those sweet memories we have everytime we docked in a Port of Call. Not long, I saw some PPYs whom we have been with in the past months. Seeing them again made me reminisce the times when I was the one on the Ship, one of the JASEAN youths being welcomed.

Few hours more, I and the other EXPYs were enduring the scorching heat of the sun. We were then called to go onboard. Every step on the gangplank was a walk down the memory lane of the flag cheers and all sorts of activities that required passing through it.

After a tight security check, we finally got on board. The door opened. Each of us walked slowly, it's as if we savor every step we take. Funny as it may seem, one common observation was uttered: "Oh, Fuji Maru still smells the same!" Yes, that distinct smell has the capacity to make all those bliss come rushing.

We took the stairs and not the elevator. We want to revisit the places that have been venues for us to forge the kind of bond we all share.

We finally reached a room on the 4th Floor. It feels like it was the first day I got on Fuji Maru. We seemed to have a race on who gets which bed. haha! I chose the upper portion of the double deck as I did not experience sleeping there before.

I heard the bell, a call to meal time. The same tune, the same excitement it brings. What will the menu be?!?

Going around was quite a struggle. It's a deafening silence I must say. Laughter and chats were not heard. The crazy rush in the aisle, the bumping when others are in a hurry, were never a scene. However, empty as it may appear, flashbacks came right on time. At a glance nobody is there, a second after, vivid pictures of noodle parties, SG/DG/Contingent gatherings come at once. Illusions it is. It helped me big time!

I walked some more, this time I went to places I did not pay much attention to before. I regret that I have only seen their beauty now, too late I suppose.

I am very fortunate that I do not have to wait for more than a year to sleep again on board.
I slept for three days in the cabin. The opportunity such as this can be likened to a lotto winning in the perspective of any PY. Yes, everything is almost the same. Had there been any changes, those were too petty to be noticed.

Fastforward:

The Send Off Ceremony is not something new to me. I did not also wonder why I cried for I am a crybaby through and through. However I did not expect that I will cry the hardest this time. A hanky will not suffice; thank you to an EXPY who brought a scarf with him which i used to wipe away my tears.

When ticker tapes were thrown down, tears were gushing non-stop. I might have cried before as a PY but those instances were easily offset by the life on board. However, the story now has a significant twist. There is no life on board to get back to after the hard cry. What's more difficult is - you send them off, look up to the direction where PYs line up in a row to throw those ribbons down; that instance, an EXPY realizes that the journey is over. This time, I am not the one who leaves others behind the port. Now, I am the one left behind in the port. I do not have any idea how it feels like until I experienced it firsthand today.

The Ship sets sail to another country. Fuji Maru gets smaller and smaller. How hard the cry was, that's immaterial. What matters is, how does one get the courage to accept that some things too great do not last forever; surprisingly though - a 53-day journey can change a person for a lifetime :"(


Fuji Maru sets sail to Brunei Darussalam :"(