Archive for May, 2007

Ogres and aliens!

{ May 31, 2007 @ 4:12 am } · { a day in the life of... }
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Bells were ringing! I was at the beach…. why do they have bells at the beach or were those chimes? I was eagerly running towards my man looking like a greek God, smiling and reaching out his arms to me. As I almost reached him…. I suddenly felt myself being shaken so hard… 

“Sofia! Sofia!”  

From afar came a familiar shrilly voice. Hey! What are you doing? My prince is waiting for me! I looked back at the smiling man of my life and he was fading… fading fast…. NO! no…no…no! Don’t go!….

“Sofia!” Came the voice again…

It’s the wicked witch! Yes! She’s trying to ruin my happy ending! With arms flailing wildly I tried to ward off the witch…. go away…. go away….  

Splack!  

And my eyes shot wide open! Was it a dream or was I just being slapped by a witch! I looked at the blurry figure looming on top of me and as my sleepy eyes tried to focus and as the looming figure became clearer I almost jumped out of my skin! An OGRE!

“Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!! There’s an ogre in my room! eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehhhhhh….. Shreks sister is in my room!!!!!!” 

Splack! Splack! “Wake up you idiot!”   That familiar voice again! Who was this green monster by my bed talking to me and speaking my language! Aliens???!!??? “ALIENS!!!! We have been invaded!” 

Teeteeeteeeteeet  I was shaken so hard my teeth were chattering so badly and threatened to break! Now I was really awake!  

“SOFIA! Get your _ss off the bed! Your alarm has been snoozing for the past hour!”  Alarm? Oh my! I bolted out of bed like a flash of lighting and almost blacked out when all the blood drained from my head at the sudden movement. I suddenly remembered I set my alarm coz I had an appointment with clients set in…. I looked at the bedside clock and almost choked to death!….in an hour! I looked around my room disoriented and found a green hand holding a towel. The ogre? I thought that was just part of my dream? Was it? I was afraid to look! 

“Oh for goodness, Sofia! Why are you staring into space again! You know how I hate to be disturbed during my weekly routine but your alarm is just so irritating! Now, if there is anywhere you need to be I suggest you hurry or better yet stop using that so loud bell ringing of an alarm! I’m going now and don’t let me come back here!” My mom! I turned around as my mom covered in orange and green from head to toe was just leaving my room. Thank goodness! It wasn’t an ogre or an alien invasion after all!  

I hurried to the bath and dressed in record time. I managed to go thru my day without any more glitches but I could feel something was terribly wrong or changed with me… I had this wierd sense of someone watching me from behind my back and it went on the whole day.  I never really understood how I was feeling the whole day yesterday… until I woke up today!    

A warning and plea to mothers who are planning to wake up their daughters….

Please don’t wake up your daughters or anyone for that matter wearing bright orange shower cap on your head, red ear covers, white cream around your eyes and having on green mud pack all over your face to your toes! It may cause severe psychological damage! 

Though if you really have plans of giving someone permanent hallucinations and never ending nightmares… Try it! So they’d know how it is to kiss an ogre by the beach! Aaaaargh! 

Ambition

{ May 26, 2007 @ 8:46 pm } · { stern face stuff }
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I was listening to the news about the mayhem that has been happening in provinces all over the country that the recent election caused… I asked my sister sitting beside me on the sofa…. “If government pays so little….why do these people fight for such positions in government?” “Power and ambition” she simply said. I once met a friend who told me that if it’s not for her ambition, she wouldn’t be here today. I say, she sure is right about that…for every one of us. In my years in my business, I have learned it is not where we start, but where we go. However, how we get there and what we learn along the way is ultimately the secret to success. 

Getting to where we are going entails us to be ambitious. It is my conviction that ambition, fueled by compassion, wisdom and integrity, is a powerful force for good. It will turn the wheels of any industry and open the doors of opportunity for us and countless thousands of people.  But fueled by greed and lust for power, ambition is a destructive force that ultimately does irreparable damage to the individual in its grasp and to the people within its reach. Just look at our politicians…. (sad sigh)  It is more than just a cliché to say that ambition can either make or break us. There is a more superior ambition than merely to stand high in the world. It is to stoop down and lift mankind higher. He who helps another up climbs the highest.  For us, to do something, however small, to make others happier and better is the highest ambition, the most elevating hope which can inspire a human being! In the midst of our ambitions, let us always remember “Success is determined not by what we get for reaching our destination, but by what we become by reaching it.” May our country’s leaders find it in their hearts the ambition to be of service to mankind.  God help our country.

How will I be remembered?

{ May 26, 2007 @ 8:30 am } · { Mirror Image }
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Death and loss.  

 This is my first entry in my site and it seems a pretty morbid topic. But then morbid as it may seem… we can’t deny that every day we are faced with a fact of life which is death.   I’m talking about death or loss right now coz i just recently lost one really good person in my life…. my ”Tatay”. He was my uncle.. though the word “Tatay” in our culture usually means father, but considering the fact that he was like a father to me and my sisters… he was appropriately named Tatay.  

But i’m not going to talk about my Tatay’s death here… instead, I want to share how his death and the deaths of so many loved ones struck me with a certain realization of my own. 

Well, death is a part of our life cycle… we just have to accept that. They say, we don’t really have to take life too seriously coz in the end, we all end up dead anyway.  But what really is death? It has been said that death is actually just the beginning of eternal life. That it is a time to rejoice. Some believe it is the beginning, for most it is the end. Yet for others it’s just plain morbid or sad when the topic about death comes up in a conversation.  The death of a loved one is something one cannot fathom. Grief is deep. 

Why, is the question that goes through our minds. We don’t understand and we refuse to accept. When someone we love dies, there is no distinction whether it’s a natural death due to old age or death by accident or death from a terminal illness. It’s just plain DEATH! We say it’s unfair. But then what can we do? Their time has come, we are consoled, yet even though we nod in agreement, inside it still hurts and our hearts still bleed. 

Loss is something we all experience at different stages in our lives. How we cope with the extent and effect of such a loss depends on how far we have come to understanding how life actually works. No matter how deep the pain, we always realize that time only heals when we learn to understand and accept without question and finally learn to let go…….. we will heal in time…  

BUT… What if it was my turn to die? Whenever I’m faced with any aspect of death, I can’t help ask  myself this question. I look at the grieving faces of those who are left behind and I feel total sadness…. but unexpectedly my heart shifts and I feel utmost pain for those I would leave behind grieving when it would be I who would leave this earth. And the real questions begin. Would they grieve for me? How will I be remembered? Have I lived my life well and fully? Or have I just been existing all this time… going thru the basics of breathing in automation like a robot doing its chores.  

I literally shiver at the thought of leaving behind all those who matter to me. Suddenly I have this overwhelming urge to say what’s in my heart before it might be too late. Who knows what may happen in a second?  A friend once asked me this? Have you ever wondered what hurts the most? Doing something and wishing you hadn’t or not doing anything and wishing you had? A thought to ponder indeed! Perhaps if we only knew when our times are up.. then most probably we can heal old wounds, restore broken friendships, ask for forgiveness and live as our best… then the end would be perfect. without the frustrations of what ifs.

But then, it would take away the experience of living our lives and learning from it all. For life is the journey and the fulfillment in finding it’s true meaning. It is not how many breaths we take, but how many moments which take our breath away one day at a time! 

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