The Invitation by Oriah Mountain Dreamer

some stuff to think about...

It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.

It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain.

I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it, or fade it, or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own; if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself. If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see Beauty even when it is not pretty every day. And if you can source your own life from its presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand at the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, 'Yes.'

It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done to feed the children.

It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire with me and not shrink back.

It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.

Lazy Ass

I have been such a lazy.
'nuff said.

Huwow, Technology!

It is how amazing how technology works. Now I get to constantly communicate with my 7 year old cousin who in the US through email. I know, she is only 7 years old and she is already computer savy.

I just got an email from her. She said how much she misses us and how she hopes to come back and visit the country on her vacation.

Isn't she a sweetie?

:)

Unbelievable

No more Glorietta for the time being.

Unbelievable.

How could anyone do that? At first I thought it was some lpg of some sort that exploded. Sadly, it wasn't. Based from the damage it looked like some explosive chemical whatsoever was used. Insane. What was the motive behind all these?

I pray for the people who lost their limbs and lives in this unfortunate event.

Nawawala

Ako ay nawawala muli sa aking landas. Hindi ko alam kung ano na ang nangyayari sa aking buhay. Pakiramdam ko na ako ay isang robot. Natutulog, naliligo, nagtratrabaho at kumakain. Liban sa mga bagay na aking nabanggit, ewan ko ba, hindi ko alam kung ano ang gusto kong mangyari.

Ako nga ba ay nabubuhay o nagpapadala lamang sa agos ng buhay?

Ito ba ang tinatawag nila na mid-life crisis? Haha, baka is-tress lang ito.