You see the big picture

Before it even unfolds . . .

clearer when your eyes are closed.

Bury pride

Dead or alive!

The vile

Murdered that once simple woman

Contented with one like

Now in twenties or more-

With some comments and follows–

And the pompous is still in dire.

Bury pride

Dead or alive!

That wicked started

A hell deep inside.

Ember of her dreams

Juggled in flames-

It is such a shame!

Own me, Humility–Own me!

Coz I have nothing to hide–

I’ve been paying the price.

Bury pride

Dead or alive!

What I want for Easter

Is faith, is hope, is you,

And this solemn prayer inside:

Let me start all over,

Let me make it right,

God, let me start a brand new life.

“Forever is composed of nows,”
Emily Dickinson.

Recommended Song:
When You Know
Shawn Colvin
(From the Soundtrack of Serendipity)

(Inspired by Amras888 – something to live by)

We are born

to live

In love

In hope

In faith

In humility

Not fear

Nor hate

Neither retreat

In doing

The right things.

Fear is our only enemy.

We can stand

While in tears

We can speak

Through our minds

Stronger than

With our lips.

We are wiser

Than our worries think.

No mirror

Can ever show

The beauty

Of not living

In fear.

If you have been blogging with me since mid 2000, probably you’d wonder, how on earth did I get this condition? Being verbally tortured at work by ruthless skeptics, while being challenged domestically, battered financially (as I opted to be in American school)–there are countless of factors, which have brought me into this mental state. But, the fault isn’t with the factors–as I take full responsibility for who I am; no matter how flawed or ruined I am.

Because, folks, I denied that I was going through depression perhaps for long. I could have gotten help and establish a support system to beat it. But because, I was in denial–it worsened.

Regardless of all the mess, my only regret, is my failure to inspire you, my amazing readers, who have been so generous lending me your ears. Forgive me.

The good news is, I am a new person. I accepted my flaws and is determined to overcome all the adversaries in front of me. I am even willing to participate to clinical studies to achieve something good out of this. Because, I am never after any crown nor victory neither applause. Just to stand and to live meaningfully; to courageously live with hope and faith–this is more than enough for me. Arnel and my kids are my glories.

I still thank God for this wonderful life He has given me.

May the Almighty bless all of you and your families!

Our bodies face north:

They speak purpose.

Our eyes look ahead:

They see something not around.

Our hearts and lungs work hand-in-hand:

They collaborate for our greatest sustenance.

Our feet are grounded:

They bring us to places, stand and balance.

Our heads are above all else:

They set tone to tell our tales.

We then dare to be alone;

If past is the only choice for companion.

We then move forward;

Faith says, we’re covered.

Then we pause.

Then we rest.

We hope

And hope.

We hope

And strive.

We hope;

We thrive.

Recommended Song
Rainbow Connection
By Debbie Harry

In a photo album named happy truth,
sepias of two
are carved up the sky so blue.

Candid shots of tenderness
are subduing down the ocean
from aurora ’til noon.

Blazing scenes of yesterday
are blending with the red horizon
from sunset ’til the day is through

The sky keeps my greatest treasures,
these wonderful moments
I spend with you.