>> Sunday, February 8, 2009

By the River Piedra...: Just one of those Coelho Days

Everybody loves him for the exception of probably some who may find him a phony wise man. Everyone is wise i believe, being fooled and having stumbled along the way, one becomes wise beyond anyone's years. Because i said so...:)

My book shelf is never left without a Coelho work, the latest i finished was "Veronika Decides to Die". Quite mind mumbling, I hate it but for a moment I actually felt being one with those people inside their own world, which probably what Coelho was trying to point out in the book anyway - that in some ways, we have our own little bubble world of our selves.

Below are - not from the latter book - but some lines i culled from " By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept" . Having read the book twice though not my fave Coelho piece but something to remind me how Love ought to be - If it is unable to reconcile with your dream, its neither love nor a dream.

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Thy will be done, my Lord. Because you know the weakness in the heart of your children, and you assign each of them only the burden they can bear. May you understand my love -- because it is the only thing I have that is really mine, the only thing that I will be able to take with me into the next life. Please allow it to be courageous and pure; please make it capable of surviving the snares of the world.

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But meeting Him is not easy. The more God asks us to participate in His Mysteries, the more disoriented we become, because He aks us constantly to follow our dreams and our hearts. And that's difficult to do when we're used to living in a different way.
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Because God came to earth to demonstrate His power to us. We are a part of his dream, and He wants His dream to be a happy one. Thus, if we acknowledge that God created us for happiness, then we have to assume that everything that leads to sadness and defeat is our own doing. That's the reason we always kill God, whether on the cross, by fire, through exile, or simply in our hearts.
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The world is at a point when many people are receiving the same order: "Follow your dreams, transform your life, take the path that leads to God. Perform your miracles. Cure. Make prophecies. Listen to your guardian angel. Transform yourself. Be a warrior, and be happy as you wage the good fight. Take risks.
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At moments of transformation, martyrs are born. Before a person can follow his dream, others have to make sacrifices. They have to confront ridicule, persecution and attempts to discredit what they are trying to do.
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"We are our own greatest surprise," he said. "Faith as tiny as a grain of sand allows us to move mountains. That's what I've learned. And now, my own words sometimes surprise me.
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The apostles were fishermen, illiterate and ignorant. But they accepted the flame that fell from the heavens. They were not ashamed of their ignorance; they had faith in the Holy Spirit. This gift is there for anyone who will accept it. One has only to believe, accept, and be willing to make mistakes.

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>> Thursday, January 22, 2009

Thunder

A line of columnist Patricia Evangelista -whose being a 'clueless rebel' ive faved for quite a while now by the way - got me thinking of how i launched off to the brand new year. If there are few realizations Ive pondered on, this would probably be a major one.


"I learned that when the boy and girl walk off into the sunset, it never means happily-ever-after—the boy may turn out to be a lazy bum, the girl may turn into a nagging shrew. But there’s always another part of the story, where the boy still believes he’s a hero, still thinks the 40-year-old woman is a princess...some songs go out of tune, some poetry can’t be made to rhyme and some stories don’t have beginnings or endings, and sometimes never make sense...there aren’t good people or bad people, just people—with the possible exception of several who believe they are God."


I thought of the line as a phrase my mind was trying to say as I reminisce paying attention at the bright red-blue sky last New Year's eve. When splashes of lights glimmered at the dark sky as they danced and smiled for few good minutes then faded out of visibility, letting the moon and the stars take its place above the earth. Then smoke enveloped the streets like a ghost passing by before it eventually cleared and vanished. The next day, everything resumed to normalcy- the daily real life human programming.


As I told myself this year,i wont dwell so much on things that are suppose to be - and should be -way behind my a**. Goodbyes are goodbyes and although it gives us a bit of frustration to see something and someone leave, it only means two things: Its not meant to stay with you and you're meant to welcome another bright light in your life. As it sounds, i do have difficulty letting go like most of us. And what's harder is the thought that Im sometimes confined at living in a certain past when its really not that worth getting stuck in after all. I can only laugh later at my self for being so mushy at things I have to say goodbye to when its really meant to be discarded in my life. But you know, useless those things as it may seem to reminisce, at some point , perhaps they're worth the tears after all, at the risk of arriving at a stronger me.


I spent the last hours of 2008 with the church family before heading to the gathering for the the loud bang of the new year. It was such a fitting moment for me before I enter another chapter of my life's ride. Singing songs of praise in deep conversation with the Lord felt like surrendering and letting go of the toxics in my soul. At the same time, hoping that having welcomed back some things in my life, Id say that I did the right choice not just because it felt right at the moment but eventually still...will.


Hmmm...there is, a rather significant past made to present, that's why Im psycho babbling tonight. *Pardon the cheese and the riddle-ishness*


But oh well, as Pico Iyer puts it, 'none of the truest things in life—like love or faith—are arrived at by thinking. They come as suddenly as thunder.'

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>> Thursday, January 15, 2009

Hello!

Touchdown! I miss this sanctuary :)

I know. I owe this blog - and those who might have been visiting me here for quite some time- an explanation of my long absence. Just like most absent folks, I was pre-occupied. That's all Im telling. *grin*. Kidding aside, thank you guys for the visits even if Im out and about. Im grateful more than you know. I was half considering leaving out my life in the blogosphere but realized I could be absent for quite a long time but never get a written warning from my boss or get fired even. hehe. God forbid.;p This is my breathing space in a world full of infinite possibilities and to see it evolved through the years with me would be an achievement. lol.

Oh why does the Happy Holidays have to end. Yep, I still have the hangover.I had a smashing time last Christmas with my family, although I had to celebrate welcoming the New Year away from them because of work. But it was fun nonetheless. It always is with family even if I only busied myself sleeping and eating.

The New Year came in a snap I should say. Listed few resolutions, some repeated from last year (shame) and some new ones. I did'nt even get to check my cosmic calendar for this year.heehee.Or what this year holds for us. Some say its the year of strife , some of great challenges, but I say its another brand new year to be a better me!

Sinulog here in Cebu is on! The grandest festival in the country where sights , sounds and colors are in full blast . But I'm a bit halfhearted about the merriment of the whole festival due to the calamity that has struck my hometown in Mindanao. My family's safe so far but there are of course those who are struck heavily by the flash floods. My prayers to the affected families and friends.

This shall be it for now.

Cheers everyone!
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>> Saturday, December 6, 2008

December Attacks!

By the end of this month, I'm booked for another christening of a new godson. Wow! - they trust me that much - and Yikes! - could it be time's way of telling me something about responsibilities?

I dunno if its one of those signs of my 'what-the-future-holds-for-me' neurotic attacks but December has always been packed with events which makes me want to stop time for a moment and contemplate hard for a while. But stopping time wont still change anything, it just freezes then resumes, suppose it grants my wish for a timestop. December is the time when I need to assess everything that Ive done the entire year and to look back would probably cause me another attack. December Christenings, Birthday, End of year and then a New Year! Another cycle will end and I'll need to start another one. I have to. But heck!Im alive with loved ones and that's already a lot to be thankful for.

Perhaps,

...Scared of growing old?
...Responsibilities of having to raise my own child?

Who? me?

Im losing my train of thought here. Calm down Joan, enjoy the twenty something days while you can! Its December! 'Tis the season to be jolly! I love December. I just dunno honestly what it is that depresses me whenever christmas is fast approaching. hmmm...But its always been a happy christmas for me though eversince. Ive finished my lists of family presents and will buy and wrap them up soon.

One thing though, please take me home December... *wink :)


And all of these thoughts came when I browsed through some photos and found this one. My second inaanak or binata (godson) whom I've only seen when he was born and during his christening. Id always promised his mom that Id make up for the lost time. I anticipated us to finally have some quality time together this Christmas when Id be home but I found out last week that they've migrated in a far away place already. :(

But soon I'll conquer that place!
hah! I hope. In God's time.

Bring it on December :)




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