It’s been raining these days and I don’t like it pour any longer; one, because it affects the bearing of mango trees in our farm. We don’t want to lose of course. Two, though I don’t like the hot of sunny days, it’s worse going out of the house when the rain doesn’t stop or pours even harder. It gets me wet no matter how my petite physique hides under an umbrella and I can’t get off from dirt that gets into my pants and my shoes, perhaps I just don’t know how to carry myself under the rain..hahahaha I don’t know how it came into my system that every time it rains, I just can’t define my mood. I remember nothing but the loneliness I felt when I was 4. I wasn’t schooling yet then or I am not so sure if it was school days. I don’t even remember why of the 4 kids (pepet wasn’t born yet) I was the only one left. It must have been Docky and me if it was school days or perhaps, mama brought him to school because he was a very friendly, always smiling, jolly and jovial kid. Probably, it wasn’t summer because ate keket and kuya kokot weren’t there to play with me. I was left home with our manangs. Strong rains were not inviting without my siblings to play with under the rain. Although we had our neighbors, but I was shy enough to invite them out. I was an introverted, bashful girl. I think I have developed confidence when I was 6, when our teacher in kindergarten asked us to read ABAKADAs and its sorts on the board and gladly, I made it excellently. It was nice knowing that I have an edge from my classmates. Hehehhe… Anyway, at 4, I didn’t have the talent of bringing our neighboring kids out to the rain. I wasn’t as friendly as ate keket. She was very smart, chatty, and very friendly. All our neighbors, young and old, couldn’t resist her cute and invented stories as well as her very inquisitive and “prophetic” personality. I always enjoy the rain with her and kuya. Both of them were playful enough to lead us and our neighbors to gira-gira, pusil-pusil, tago-tago or tibon-tibon or pinpin de sarapin, ps-ps, jolin, skipping rope, takyan, libon-libon, patintero, langit-lupa, balay-balay, bal-bal bal-bal, bahug-bahug, kon dise kum buko, chinese, halap-halap, 77 up, chinelas lata, tarak-tarak, exhibition sa ligid, taksi , among others, rain or shine. <<sigh>> I used to always get deserted on rainy days without them. Rainy days were dull and dreary without my siblings. Today’s rain fiercely dropped as it did when I was 4 and I feel the same degree of loneliness. Indeed, we’ve grown a lot older now and we are at an almost infinite distance away from each other, except with pepet, who is just 7 kilometers away, and docky, who is just two deep seas away. I don’t want to see the rain because all the more I would miss them. Surely, this loneliness will get more intense that I could burst in tears. Yet, I need to be strong. I need to be firm before everyone here in the house. Likewise, I need to grow a healthy paradigm out of the rain so that when it pours the hardest, I could enjoy it fall on my own.  | GiVe! | Apr 17, '08 7:03 AM for everyone |
 gIve mE
d cOnfIdeNce tO aPpeAr bEfoRe hUmAnitY
d pRidE To StanD bEfoRe d tHroNg
d eLoquEnce tO sPeak bEforE rIch mInds
d fReEdom tO oPt whAt's jUst
d dIscErnMent tO sEnse eViL
aNd
d wIsDom tO pUrSue rIghTeouSnesS...
and
hElp me "Live by fAith and nOt bY sIgHt"
and I wIll sOar tO fUlfILL yOuR dReaMs
iN tIme
iN TimE
IN TiME
UPON HIS WILL!!  bRIng mE tO yOur horIzon aNd Let mE bE yOur tOmoRroW. Let mE crOss d sTreAms aNd drInk upOn yoUr waTer fOr in tHe veRge of tHis wOrld liEs thE sHadoW of fEat..  read my eyes... and from my teeth, dig my innocence..  Upon the shadows of quandaries
point to them the lights
poison not their minds
have a heartbeat of their sighs
there will be joy..
there will be joy...  I wish I had not ticked at something although I think I did one good thing.
I could no longer recall the episodes I had been to confronting truths and realities. All I can remember is the motto of the university I once attended “veritas liberabit vos.” This line stayed behind my memory for so long. It was just a must that I did remember it and then it was extended by ads, billboards, and published articles. So, the statement seemed to land at my yawning dimension as prefaces, events, and cycles of existence satiated around some spaces.
Now, it seems like its beckoning me that I had already passed the overtures of it and that it’s now blocking a cavernous space in my head. In a sense, I have to welcome an unsought something that is known to have existed. In a sense, the truth was here; And, in a sense, the truth upsetted me. However, “veritas liberabit vos.”
I am challenged by the thought that I once was intensively educated about cogent reasoning. It was easy then for I was pretty afar from the world of forms. Today is different. I am to live a cogent, yet, passioned reason in order to keep the state of being prompted by the laws of energy in an optimistic pace. I must accept the truth (veritas) and that even if it hurts; I need to know how to profit from it, to develop a logic that will help me stand still. It will set me free (liberabit vos)! In a sense, it freed me. It freed me from the many wanders this thought had gone. It did answer interrogatives this thought had entertained.
And now, I have to replenish the loses my body incur out of this inner flounder. I miss my life in MSU. It was where i finally decided to change ways and accept that I am a lady, that I am a woman, and that I will always be a female even if i would insist my musculinity. It was where I have accepted my weaknesses and limitations as a person. And, I have learned to profit from it to move forward. Even then, I am still undecided whether to go back or not. by going back, i mean, staying their for quite longer, i mean, teaching. Although I have not applied yet and i am not so sure of being hired, the idea of being seriously considered by the department brought me to the idea of pushing my brain's perpetual decision-making cells to decide fast and to do some action. So much needs to be considered. So much needs to be prayed. Calm down koko. A calling is a calling. If I am really called to work for something and i know that i am called for it and I do it, then the work becomes a ministry. Opportunities must not move me fast to act directly on it but must drive me fast down to my knees. I don't like job hopping and I thank God that i never did. One truth about me is that, i easily get bored, that is why I need to deliberately consider things or simply ask myself, "will i get bored in the academe?" after acting upon my idealism through the Institute of Environmental Science for Social Change (ESSC), i was discouraged by the mindsets of todays' prime movers. I thought I could somehow inspire (i dont wanna use "influence" because it's too attached to "power") them through the many trainings and planning i handled. I thought I could help deconstruct their old paradigms. HHmmm.. a little bit, I did, but they're sap already in the system. Of course, I dont want to give up and i dont want to give in to their system, so I thought of leaving ESSC (after 3 years), find a greener pasture for my passion. (or perhaps the green-ness of green is up to me..hmmmpp) The crossroads were never easy. Doors were open and i liked them all because I see myself and Me before the Lord. I don't know if my desire is heavier, yet, i am pretty sure that i once wanted to join the academe. The idea is driven by the fact that it is one better venue to inspire minds, while young/younger, for the "betterment of our society" (wahahahaha.. OA kaayo ko.. oppss..comment lang mo if u like..this is my page..weheheheh). Some predecessors told me that i am still young that is why i am socially idealistic. I did entertain their thoughts but i don't know until when will i end this childhood-birthed desire. In fairness to me, i grew up as a leader and i know i had so much flaws. I once settled to my flaws that was why for quite longer I evaded from responsibilities. However, I cannot deny that within me is a struggle to stand and make a difference, to keep inspiring, to keep encouraging, to keep hoping for a brighter system. It may not be me up their, but, at least I am a part of a better change. The academe is one great venue. I admit that i dreamt of becoming a teacher (see our high school souvenir: Roxanne Jul C. Lumactud - to be a teacher.. wahahaha). This desire sprouted from my desire to inspire and help others (most helpful mn diay ko..hahahaha) just as i did since then. I am just writing spontaneously now, wishing that along my way of expressing these voices within, I could gauge my thoughts, which may help me better in decision-making. for one, i realized that my drive of going back to MSU is not just a mere feeling of missing the school, but of a noble desire to inspire others for better. Everything I desire is a "means" to a desired end. My ultimate end is to magnify my God and give Him all the glory. I want to magnify Him through the thoughts and wisdom i may pass. And, I want to glorify Him through the accomplishments I may get. an October 13, 2005 write-up .. i just love to post this here (from my friendster account) It has been my utmost desire to write but it seems like writing doesn't like me. it has been my wish that i could put into words how my thoughts run simply because i wanna let others know how beautiful and worth-the-adventure this small yet wide world; that there is so much in MINDANAO worth traveling to; that peace is not elusive; that there is much hope in the countryside; that there is peace in the mountains; and that there is much JOY in finding yourself everyday with God and with His wonderful creatures. everytime i travel long distances or walk 6 kilometers or more, my spirited and invigorating thoughts usually fills my senses. Today, while walking, I was so overwhelmed by the butterflies and flowers in different colors, in various classes, and in refreshing sizes and blooms. Today’s experience isn’t new as I have long been crossing mountains and creeks in the countryside in vehicle or feet. But it’s only today that I got the courage to write (than paint) what it is that made me glad and thankful. (indeed, I was inspired by one book that I never thought would stimulate my being-in-this-world –the alchemist by Paulo Coelho. This book had long been standing before me not until last night that I gave it a chance to prove its essence..huh!! I did not want to sleep, but, I need to….) I am really thankful to God that while others on earth are in chaos, there I was walking calmly, listening to the sound produced by my respiration while my left foot took another step following my right foot; that while others are disturbed by the noise of traffic, there I was entertained by the dancing of butterflies and the swaying of wild flowers in yellow, orange, red, white, and lavender; that while others are disquieted by the coming and going of things before their being, there I was experiencing His presence in the tranquility of nature. (Today is different. Yet, this isn’t happening everyday. I mean, being in His presence with my TOTAL being. I am like you, too. More than sometimes but less than oftentimes disturbed by everyday schedules, deadlines, targets, and concerns.) I felt tired while walking, but I realized that even if I had walked 21 kilometers this isn’t an eighth or fourth to the distances traveled by pilgrims, travelers, merchants, or shepherds who crossed the dessert to fulfill their spiritual vows, transport their goods and products, do mission works, practiced their faith, etc. The distance I took isn’t even a third from that of a child who carries herself along with her used notebook, bits and bits of crayons, and very short and knife-sharpened pencil to school that is creeks and mountains away from home. thus, there are so much happy and fortunate moments worth thinking than complaining..hehehehe.. i know i dont always have that moment i had in the countryside, but, it is a great challenge to myself, as a Christian, to find His Highness, His Holy Presence, His Majesty, and experience His Holiness in the midst of the messy city and daily courses. because, i know that it is only in His Presence that i can see the good, better, and best in things amidst crises, corruption, and terrorism. i know it is never an easy struggle to balance one's self everyday. we all wanted to have a well-being, yet, human as we are, we are often tempted to conform to the world or compromise to the lies of the enemy. this is very true to my fellow youth.. this post-modern era has exposed us to the non-conventional and non-structural and we often think that our rebellion at home, in school, and in the church are but acceptable..AND, we waste so much time wandering, as we have had. BE CAREFUL OF THE NEW AGE MOVEMENT!!! IT IS AROUND US.. the wisest of wise men in Paulo Coelho's "the alchemist" said: "The secret of happiness is to see the marvels of the world, and never forget the drops of oil on the spoon." "A shepherd may like to travel, but he should never forget about his sheep." in my own language, let me interpret it as: -- a Christian may like to enjoy his everyday life, follow the fashion, the fad, watch movies, go joy-riding, enrol fitness programs (like ga-gym ka parts??), stroll or witness night cafes, sip some coffee at Park Cafe (wala koy commission ani!), go mall-wandering, enjoy the beach in swimming suit, laugh with barkadas, enjoy travels and adventures over waters and mountains, BUT HE MUST NEVER FORGET THAT HE IS A CHRISTIAN, and that HE HAS A GREAT COMMISSION TO FULFILL; THAT HE IS HERE FOR A MISSION; THAT HE OUGHT TO PROPERLY REPRESENT GOD IN HIS LIFE. ABOVE ALL, he puts in his heart the gospel of salvation that he ought to share to all toungues, nations, and tribes: "for all have sinned and fell short in the glory of God" "for the wages of sin is death" "while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us" "for it is by GRACE through FAITH that we have been saved, not by good works so that no one can boast. we are God's workmanship called to do good works that He prepared for us to do." "for God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son. whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have everlasting life." the Lord said: "Behold, i stand at the door (heart) and knock, if any man hears my voice and open the door, i will come into him, eat with him, and he with me." GOD BLESS US ALL!! 
|  | these are photos not usually taken. i see art in them. they're so so simple, yet, meaningful! |
 | healing | Apr 2, '08 9:26 PM for everyone |

|  | life..oh..life...oh liiiiife..oh life!!
pixies of me, my sister, my boyfriend, friends, countrymen, and others |

Sometimes we wanted to listen, yet, we could not hear.
We wanted to feel, yet, we could not sense.
We have so many questions, left unanswered.
We are always in search for something which we oftentimes do not know what.
LONELINESS
Loneliness
is just a state of the mind. If you think you are lonely, then, you
are. Loneliness is one best moment where you could discover
happiness from within. it is a state of being with yourself, a
sense of listening to the music of silence, sensing the
voices within. it is a wonderful moment of listening to the
traveling of the oxygen inside the body, feeling the circulation of
the blood and imagining the mechanism inside the brain.
Loneliness is one best moment of feeling the coolness of every breath
that comes in and out of the two holes of the nose.
Loneliness is an opportunity to count the distance of the heart
from the head. A moment of just being conscious of how the heart
pumps when one thinks of something pleasant, noble, and good.
It's
all in the state of the mind. Our negative paradigm often results
to depression. Are there a lot to be depressed about?
While it is true that being or
having someone else (special) other than yourself is one great
happiness, it is also true that we first must learn to appreciate every
moments of loneliness in our lives.
One best thing is: MISS NOT TALKING TO GOD IN MOMENTS OF SOLITUDE!
Note: You are a wonderful friend to me and i'm sure to many others around.. 
  Who can say for certain Maybe you're still here I feel you all around me Your memory's so clear
Deep in the stillness I can hear you speak You're still an inspiration Can it be (?) That you are my Forever love And you are watching over me from up above
Fly me up to where you are Beyond the distant star I wish upon tonight To see you smile If only for awhile to know you're there A breath away's not far To where you are
Are you gently sleeping Here inside my dream And isn't faith believing All power can't be seen
As my heart holds you Just one beat away I cherish all you gave me everyday 'Cause you are my Forever love Watching me from up above
And I believe That angels breathe And that love will live on and never leave
Fly me up To where you are Beyond the distant star I wish upon tonight To see you smile If only for awhile To know you're there A breath away's not far To where you are
I know you're there A breath away's not far To where you are
  I have been blind, unwilling to see The true love you're giving. I have ignored every blessing. I'm on my knees confessing
That I feel myself surrender Each time I see your face. I am staggered by your beauty, Your unassuming grace. And I feel my heart is turning, Falling into place. I can't hide Now hear my confession.
I have been wrong about you. Thought I was strong without you. For so long nothing could move me. For so long nothing could change me. Now I feel myself surrender Each time I see your face. I am captured by your beauty, Your unassuming grace. And I feel my heart is turning, Falling into place. I can't hide Now hear my confession.
[bridge:] You are the air that I breath. You're the ground beneath my feet. When did I stop believing?
Cause I feel myself surrender Each time I see your face. I am staggered by your beauty, Your unassuming grace. And I feel my heart Falling into place. I can't hide Now hear my confession. I can't hide Now hear my confession. Hear my confession

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