The beauty of silence

We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature - trees, flowers, grass- grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence... We need silence to be able to touch souls.
Mother Teresa

1. I learned that silence can be deafening. It may even render more damage than a loud litany of woes.

I once fought with my step mom. But I never really said a word. Just stood there looking all pissed while she was yelling at me. Though I cried after, I think it was her who got all the wrinkles and hypertension (We’re ok now, don’t worry).

2. No body wins a debate. Both parties usually loose in arguments. And people usually win by mere silence.

Arguments only create a competitive environment. Everyone wants to win. No one would want to heed, nor stop to consider the other’s point and reason. I never really liked confrontations. Maybe because, more often than not, nothing is really resolved. Only a big gap, a chasm of awkwardness is created.

3. One appears smarter and wiser when in silence.

More words spoken, more mistakes. Might as well, think first before you speak. “Pakitang gilas” never really gets appreciated. And I hate “epals” who speak so much with never really anything in it. Just a waste of time.

4. People do not really need advise, they just need someone to listen to them.

People would often know what to do in situations. They just need an audience to support them.

5. One hug is just the loudest of all advices. It can create the Niagara in each of us.

When you see a friend in pain or in anguish, a silent one minute hug usually does more than an hour of counselling.

6. The clearest expression of Love and Lust is made in silence. The eyes usually do the talking.

Even strangers in malls can attest to this… not that I’ve done it. Just an observation. LOL

7. The saddest parts of movies are mostly done in silence.

Real life doesn’t really involve much dialogue. Telenovelas usually are exaggerations of how people converse while in anguish or in love.

My movie crying moments are usually those done in silence. I cried when Ellie and Carl in Up were silently living their lives as they silently bade goodbye to each other. Either that or the background music was superb.

8. A kiss, a hug, a smile, a pat, a touch, a wink, a nudge… are the silent ways of saying… you are cared for… you are loved.

No need to explain. Try them to experience.

Blessings of Friendship

A shoulder to cry on is not usually your own shoulder but someone else’s. A pat on the back would usually require a second person to do it for you (unless you’re a schizo or a contortionist or an itchy monkey).

No matter how we tell ourselves that we can live alone without the help of others, definitely someone’s presence can make our lives less lonely and more bearable.

Whoever you are, the old, the young, the grieving, the bereaved, the religious, the spiritual, strangers and thinkers… we all should not be alone in this world.

It’s not much of a need… but as an herb to a dish, it ads spice and flavour to a very bland dish. A friend is your rosemary and your basil leaf.

And just like a simple little cake… a cake is only a cake when eaten alone, but it is made more fun when eaten with a friend.

Thus sidekicks were invented. Solo heroes are just too lonely at times. And just for clarification, I’M Batman, YOU’re Robin.

We are encouraged to give out our time, space, hearts and mind to those who need them. Even to strangers.

But of course, we can only give out to those who are willing to receive. A lot would still want to tread all sorts of hardships alone. Some may do these to satisfy their machismo for strength, others… just because.

I just wonder how some of my friends would opt to go through life on their own and not share their woes to trusted friends. One friend would say that it wasn’t his thing, another said that he’s probably not comfortable showing a weaker side.

A friend loves at all times, and a brother is born for adversity. –
Proverbs 17:17

But a friend becomes a friend when he starts to get a peak of who’s behind that shell, don’t you think?

My Phi Chai once wrote that one wish he has as he goes through life is for him to leave a beautiful mark on each person he passes by. I once vowed the same. To be able to touch lives and share the goodness that this world seems to hide in sight. I found this to be one of my purposes in life. I may not be so rich as to be able to fund a big charity, but still I find joy being just a tiny speck of sand trying to cover as much shore in this salty sea.

But with friends whose egos and pride are higher than the highest tower and thicker than the thickest wall, I would have to find ways to reach out, even if I would have to do them secretly.

And with friends whose IQs are higher than my caloric intake, I would have to stop giving out my two cents worth of advice. They really won’t seep in through their thick oily heads. Thus, I now would resort to a mere simple hug. Love is, after all, the best cure for a worried heart. Love when given “in arms” heals.

Thus, to you, my friend(s), who I give out this post to… I would want you to know…

You have friends who care for you. You are not alone.

You have friends willing to share your troubles and help you out as much as they can. You just need to open up.

And definitely… with all conviction, truth and assurance… remember this…

You are loved.

A man who has friends must himself be friendly, but there is a friend
who sticks closer than a brother. – Proverbs 18:24

*Super duper power hug* !!!!!

P.S. Don't just smell the tissue we gave you... there's a note inside it. Open it when you feel sad. :P

Gravity

Gravity by Sarah Bareilles


Something always brings me back to you.
It never takes too long.
No matter what I say or do I'll still feel you here 'til the moment I'm gone.

You hold me without touch.
You keep me without chains.
I never wanted anything so much than to drown in your love and not feel your rain.

Set me free, leave me be. I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity.
Here I am and I stand so tall, just the way I'm supposed to be.
But you're on to me and all over me.

You loved me 'cause I'm fragile.
When I thought that I was strong.
But you touch me for a little while and all my fragile strength is gone.

Set me free, leave me be. I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity.
Here I am and I stand so tall, just the way I'm supposed to be.
But you're on to me and all over me.

I live here on my knees as I try to make you see that you're everything I think I need here on the ground.
But you're neither friend nor foe though I can't seem to let you go.
The one thing that I still know is that you're keeping me down

Top 10 Reasons ng Mga Single

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10. Walang magkamali

- walang naglalakas ng loob manligaw, magparamdam, mangakit, o kahitmakipagtitigan man lang sa mall. LOL

So... asan ka dito?

Blogger's note: thanks to patrick's facebook for posting, thanks to http://www.kaththecrapout.tumblr.com/ for the pic.

Random Holloween thoughts...

First of all, happy holloween. Though I really don't celebrate it, i guess I'd just have to greet ya'll who does. Plus I think it's rather cute seeing all those kids dressed up in outrageous costumes... pft! parents! I'm lucky I only get to wear Spiderman/ superhero costumes on my bdays. haha!

I went to Davao and one of my doctor friend told me that they decorate their house for holloween and have kids and other invited guests do some 'trick or treating' stuff. i went back to Manila and reialised that same thing is being done here. I wish we could do this in our village. Even our supposed Halloween kada party didn't push through. im such an inggetero. hehe. and wow, I never realized Holloween became big already, specially in malls. I guess we reallyu are too westernized afterall.

I'm not going to the provinces right now. I need to relax at home a bit. Plus i never really enjoyed going to the cemeteries, I only get rashes and my allergic rhinitis would just act up like crazy whenever i go. Plus they're all dead. I don't think the dead really cares if we visit them in their graves really. it's just their bodies. O well, we all have our own doctrines, and I guess I might just create debate if i try to discuss this here.

Plus I'm trying to do a lot of reimbursements, that's horryfying already as it is.

Oh, and I'm tryign to look for "Paranormal Activity" on torrents or something. But i guess I need to install the freaky program first. Bset, can you do this for me? pleaseeeeee. haha! kidding.

Speaking of friends, I'm not hearing a lot from usual friends who used to text like 24/7, day and night. What happened? Magparamdam kayo! Sure sure, i may be a bit busy and cranky at times, but I need your constant text! sayang lang Unlitxt ko! haha!

Oh well, toiletots signing out.

Stress

Stress

That confusion created when the mind must override the body's basic desire to choke the living crap out of some idiot who needs it!

Thus, I apologize to those people whom I've snapped on lately. I'm kinda back on track na. Peace tayo. :P

Dahil impraktikal daw maging romantic

Pero aminin nyo… masarap at nakakmiss ang feeling ng kinikilig.

Kelan ba ung huling beses na napangiti kayo sa kawalan dahil bigla nalang bumulong sa inyong utak ang pamilyar na boses ng isang tao hanggang sa sumilip ang kanyang mata at tuluyan na ngang dumungaw at natanaw ang mukha nya sa iyong alaala?

Diba ang saya?

Naalala ko lang ang komentong ito nang sa limang besses ngayong araw (na umabot hanggang gabi) galing sa limang magkakaibang tao ang nag tekst sakin ng mga kalungkutan nila. Me isang galing sa isang failed date (kasalanan ko ata at pinakilala ko sila). Ang pangalwa naman ay nagsasawa sa buhay mag isa kahit na tuloy tuloy ang magagandang pangyayari sa buhay nya.Kabaligtaran naman ang pangatlo sa pagkakaroon ng masasaklap na mga pangyayari at wala syang kadamay. Ang pang apat ay kakabreyk lang sa kanyang irog. At ang pang lima ay hinahanap ang walang closure na ex.

Napansin ko lang… minsan kasing umikot ang mga mundo nila sa isang tao, o sa isang ideya. Namimiss lang nila ung ideya na me kaakap, kadamay, kausap, kasangga, at ung isang bagay na di ko pwede banggitin sa napaka wholesome kong blog. Basta pag nakalimutan nyong nabuhay kayong magisa, at minsan lang nagkaroon ng kasama…

Dito siguro nagiging impraktikal ang pagiging romantiko.

Wag nyo lang sana paabutin dito at paikutin ang sarili sa ganitong pag iisip ay magiging ok naman kayo.

Sa pagiging romantikong impraktikal sinisilang ang mga Emolords. Madami akong kilalang mga batang Emolords. At hindi sila masayang kasama. Nakakdrain ng dugo.

Pero sa tamang timpla, ok maging romantiko. Nagbibigay ito ng ngiti sa iyong mga labi. Wag lang sosobra kasi mapagkakamalan kang baliw.

Pero tandan, hindi lang sa BF o GF o asawa pwedeng iapply ang pagiging romantiko. I-channel ang pagiging romantiko sa pagiging sweet sa mga kaibigan. Mahirap kasing kinikimkim ang pagiging romantiko, nakakabaliw lang talaga ito.

Ano ba ang gusto kong sabihin? Ay wala lang naman. Gusto ko lang mag ipon ng mga positive energy dahil naubusan ako ngayon araw. Limang oras ako nagtytype ng mga pagcocomfort. Kinonti-an ko nalang dun sa mga alam kong mature naman. Dinamihan nalang dun sa mga tingin ko’y me suicidal tendency. Sa huli, para nalang matapos, nag book ako ng kadate dun sa isa. Pwede nako magtayo ng speed dating service.

Basta… ano ba alam ko sa mga bagay na ito. Di dapat yata ako ang tinetext nyo, si Ewik siguro dapat. Mas madaming alam un. Katawan ko lang ata ang kaya kong i-offer na solace sa kalungkutan nyo. Di ko kayang magpayo. Mas madami pa siguro akong pagkakamali sa pagiging romantiko ko kahit pagsamasamahin nyo pang lahat ang kaeklatan nyo. Kaya di nako magpapayo, makikinig nalang ako.

Pero para sa mga naiinip na sa kakaantay… pakinggan nyo nalang si Michael Buble… “I haven’t Met you yet.”

(next week na ulit ako magpopost, trabaho muna)

Things I never liked till you came

i never liked numbers until i watched you do math.

and somehow between the derivatives and the way you made the calculations dance, i fell in love with the logical precision of how they added up, the poetry you weaved on graphs with a pencil behind your ear and a slow smile curling your lips. and when i sat on your lap, counted the kisses, multiplied the desire, divided the distance and subtracted the inhibitions, i decided i might be mathematically inclined after all.

i never liked roller coasters until you took me on one.

and somehow between the buckling down and the gripping your hand as the car shook forward, i fell in love with the stomach-dropping, jaw-aching beauty of letting go and finding yourself flying instead of falling. and when i looked over and saw your grin stretching your face and your quick laugh getting stolen by the wind, i decided that i might like losing control and free-falling after all.

i never liked the rain until you danced with me in it.

and somehow between the getting soaked and the holding you close as your breath steamed against my ear, i fell in love with the passionate way it bulleted against the ground and the way i could fling my heart in the sky and watch it shower down around me. and when you dipped me low and caught my mouth, i decided i might like the way the storm raged around us and the way we were completely and utterly alone after all.

and i never liked falling in love until you dragged me down.

and somehow between the tripping and the falling on my face, i fell in love with the way you caught me before i scraped my knees and the way you made it the most beautiful thing i’ve ever seen. and when you spun me out into the star-studded night, when you swept me off my feet, when you kissed me boneless, i decided i might enjoy breaking myself apart for you after all.

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Blogger’s note: I don’t have the luxury of time to write a new post, thus, whoever wrote this one, thank you thank you for putting into words what my heart longed to say.

And as for laughing and dancing in the rain, that’s one thing I so wanted to do with someone. Sana magawa ko minsan. Kinilig lang ako ng sobra hahaha! Kiddin’

Darn! I’m such a romantic loser! Haha!