13 January 2009

New Year Blog

It is a Sunday afternoon, with the sun happily giving the brasileros a doze of what they define as a good weekend, I am here, inside the comforts of my "own" room -- towering a little above the praia, enough to give me a little bit of inspiration to write something about random thoughts circling.Two thousand and Nine. The universe is that old. And I could only imagine how he could have written a million blogs in his lifetime. Last year was well.. I am running out of words to describe.For me, it was a year of struggle, of crossroads, a roller-coaster ride wanting anybody to make it stop and get-off in the middle. It was a year of total surrender, of letting go, and of a leap of faith.I started 2008 in the middle of east, just going on with the flow, surviving and getting lessons along the way. And then it brought me to the land far far away from home, struggled a little more, encountered big tests of faith and principles, stumbled and got up along the way, with too much learning to take note off. And then I went home, overwhelmed with my comfort zone, got myself a little time to take things slow, hibernate a little, drown in my own thoughts. I gained and lost a few pounds, lost and gained people in my life, fought and lost battles, let go, surrendered and saw things fall into places little by little.My dear friends had their own battles to take too, and I witnessed and saw in their eyes how we all fought all through these, how we manage to still share cups of coffee and endless stories until daybreak, how we never stopped loving each other. One of my bestfriends got married, and for us, it was the best gift 2008 had to offer. Her wedding was more than a one-day event. It healed us all, in its own ways.2008 has given me a lot of assignments, exams, recitations and essays. Though there were days that I flunked them, I think I managed to get a passing mark at the finals. I think I aced on the essay part.And with the new year just had his jump start, I was brought back here, a thousand miles away from home again, with a lot of new things to learn. With all of my dear ones back at home, all anticipating what this year has to offer, crossing fingers, I know we will all be fine. And so I realize that we all just have to play our part. To live, to love, to learn -- with faith, with trust and with a solid belief that even if things will not be easy, they will fall into place. Play our part, and heavens will take it from there.Cheers to 2008, you deserve a gold medal from me. Two thousand and nine, here we come.
::Re-posted. original posting @ 01/11/09 Vitoria Espirito Santo Brasil

Christmas blog

I will never ever forget the feeling of having spent Christmas away from home. Last year, at Christmas, I was in the middle of the east, exhausting most of my energy spending time with people who are around, just to get my mind off the loneliness of being away from home.
Today, I am here, savoring every time spent inside the comforts of my home, with mom, with apple, with sunshine, and with the rest of my friends -- effortless.
Maybe its true, that you can only appreciate something more if you were given a chance to live without it. Heavens answered my prayers, and my heart shouts out with bliss.
Last night, on the way to mass, I asked my sister, Do you smell Christmas?
Because I do. I don't know if it sounds weird, but the scent of Christmas has always been different for me. Maybe its the cold air, or the sound of laughters, or the different aura of most people around. It is crisp, the coldness brings warmth, and the pureness of scent is a combination of melancholy and peace. It is something I might never be able to describe in my lifetime, but something that will never cease to amaze me. The scent of Christmas. Nostalgic.
Christmas is subjective for most people. For people who are hurting, today is when you "rub" it in. For people who are away, today is a challenge on how to just make it ordinary. For some, this is just another ordinary day with people trying hard to make it extraordinary.
But for me, Christmas will always be my most favorite time of the year. Hurting or not, Away or home, Christmas will always be a raw and tangible chance for remembering and counting the blessings. Thank God for Christmas, hope becomes alive for most people.
Celebrate this day. On hope, on faith, on love and on sharing.
::reposted. original posting @ 12/25/08