Showing posts with label life lessons. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life lessons. Show all posts

Friday, February 14, 2014

Priceless Pearls

You might find it strange, but my most memorable Valentine's Day is the saddest one. Many VDays had flown by and I still vividly remember how anger, sadness, hurt streamed down my cheeks and wet my pillow. I can still remember the searing pain of my broken heart. Only now, I can stare at it in the eye, laugh at it and embrace it. Pain has become a friend. It has made me the woman that I am now---better, stronger and not to mention, more beautiful. 

Just as a a pearl is born out of suffering, we too can become beautiful in the face of adversity, heartache and suffering. Tormented by a grain of sand against its soft flesh, the oyster has to find a way to endure the pain. It responds by embracing the sand and transforming it into an object of great beauty. Over time, the unwelcome pain and suffering becomes a precious gem. 

God doesn't waste a hurt. He will turn every pain and bitterness and use it to mold us to become priceless and beautiful.



If you feel heartbroken this Valentine's Day, and/or any other day don't despair. If you don't give up, God will develop a priceless pearl in you too! 



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Friday, September 17, 2010

If I Had My Child to Raise Again


I'd build self-esteem first, and the house later..

I would finger paint more and point the finger less.

❤ I would do less correcting and more connecting.

❤ I would take my eyes off my watch and watch with my eyes.

❤ I would care to know less and and know to care more.

❤ I would take more hikes and fly more kites.

❤ I would stop playing serious and seriously play.

❤ I would run through more fields and gaze at more stars.

❤ I would do more hugging and less tugging.

❤ I would be firm less often and affirm more often.

❤ I would build self-esteem first and the house later.

❤ I would teach less about the love of power and more about the power of love.


~ written by Dianne Loomans


I often get caught in life's fast pace, and I tend to forget to give my children words of encouragement or praise, tell them how much I love them, and sometimes it would only just take 15 seconds. :(






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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Recession or Depression

No pessimist ever discovered the secrets of the stars, or sailed to an uncharted land, or opened a new heaven to the human spirit. - Hellen Keller

"It's a recession when your neighbor loses his job," Harry Truman observed, "and it's a depression when you lose your own." As downturns in the economy disturb more and more households, we begin to question seriously the financial yardstick by which we have been measuring our personal net worth and therefore something happens.

As a lot of my friends know, the recession has personally affected me. It's hard to believe that there's anybody that it hasn't touched. at least indirectly. It is easy to surrender to an emotional depression when a financial one occurs. It's easy to be pessimistic about tomorrow when today seems so bleak.

But I trying my best to put thoughts of lack behind me. I have yet to discover the secrets of the stars, to sail to an uncharted land, to open up a new heaven where my spirits can soar. But first, I'll have to make changes. And lasting change does not happen overnight. Lasting change happens in infinitesimal increments: a day, an hour, a minute, a heartbeat, at a time. I'm taking a deep breath. I'm learning to become an optimist.

Optimism, like the happiness habit, can be learned. Today, I am expecting that something good will happen no matter what occurred yesterday. The past no longer holds me captive. It can only continue to hurt me if I hold on to it. I'm letting it go. A simply abundant world awaits.


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Thursday, June 25, 2009

My Monthsary

In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will make your paths straight. - Proverbs 3:6

This month, my life has been a whirlwind of changes. All of a sudden I'm expected to relearn the skills I've long forgotten, meet impossible deadlines, and do it with grace and wisdom. Moreover, I literally felt like a fish out of water fitting in the new office culture. I needed strength, courage and wisdom. And God never hesitated in giving it to me. My daily visit to the Edsa Shrine has been my source.

There is something strange in this morning's mass. From the moment I entered the church, I know there is something different. There is something different about the celebrators and the church. I myself also felt something different and I really couldn't find the words to explain. Seems there is some kind of surprise party. At the end of the mass the priest thanked everyone for being there with him to celebrate the anniversary of "whatever" (I didn't get the words as I had a bit of difficulty in understanding his English, but nevertheless he is a great priest).

As usual, I passed by the adoration chapel. I asked the Holy Spirit to calm my mind and my heart and help me listen to what God has to say. After a few minutes, deep in my heart, I heard a voice. "Isn't it your month anniversary at work?" At that very moment, I wanted to cry for joy because God has made me feel, that just like a friend, He remembers everything. He knows me, my happiness and suffering. He heeds my call and sends me signs and miracles along the way. I just had to get on my knees and thank God for every blessing that he has given me these past month.

Today, I learned something big...If we pay attention and let God be active in our life, we'll see how real He is.

Lord, Thank You for calling me by name and giving me every gift and talent that I have. I pray that You would help me to diligently use them to glorify You and others.


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Tuesday, June 23, 2009

The Latest

Matthew 7:3, "Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother's eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye?" (NIV)

I refuse to watch primetime news for more than a month now. All because of the Hayden Co circus. Hayden, I agree, wronged a lot of women, and he super offended me as well, because I too, am a woman. Yet I do believe that he doesn't deserve what the media, more so the senate is making out of this. This blog is not meant in any way to defend, offend, discuss, rehash or remark about Hayden. This is actually about me, and perhaps you who are reading this. Thinking about this really makes me pause to remember, Hayden is a person. Real person with real feelings. No amount of worldly success or popularity takes away the sting of cruelty being thrown in his direction.

Just recently, I heard from a friend that a former co-worker of mine who became the constant butt of jokes, because of his annoying attitude, is getting worse. I do get often get irritated with this guy. He would bother me with victim stories, know-it-all rants, blaming words, etc. He is most of the time a pain, as he rarely listens. He just love to rant, rant and rant. And in all honestly, (I know some people in my network would get surprised) I am bothered. There must be a deep-seated reason why he has such attitude. And that, I do not know. But I do know that this guy is struggling both in the personally and professionally.

In complete humility I'm using this event, to say a prayer for him. This is an opportunity to I look within me and reflect on my own life, issues and weaknesses. And guess what, I found myself falling short. So I am setting aside my judgement of another and pray for myself, for Hayden and for all who are struggling, including my former colleague. I do believe that as a Christian, we are accountable for each other. Making judgmental remarks, rolling our eyes, belittling someone we don't personally know or do life with in the real world is not necessary. It's totally missing the mark of what God has called us to be.

And may we always remember that the two people in question above are loved by God. He may not love their actions and He most certainly doesn't love anyone's sin, but these guys, He loves. We are loved. Totally and immensely, unfathomably and remarkably, beautifully and abundantly loved.

Dear Lord, before I start picking at the splinters that are so easy to spot in other's eyes, may I have the humility to examine the plank I don't want to see in my own eye. In Jesus' Name, Amen.


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Saturday, May 09, 2009

On Mothering

The most common word association with mothering is nurturing — and this practice is not limited by gender or any other characteristic. All of us, male and female, single or married, old or young, have the potential to give birth and raise something in the world. In a prayer written for Mother's Day, Pamela Spence Bakker used the following images. Choose those you most identify with and reflect in your journal or in conversation about which you identify with.

Some of us give birth to:
• children
• ideas
• art
• music

Some of us raise:
• animals
• flowers or vegetables
• our friends
• our parents
• our brothers and sisters
• interest in a cause
• money for charity
• concerns
• our voices against injustice
• our eyebrows
• Cain

source: Spirituality & Practice


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Friday, May 08, 2009

On Faith



So, when something out of the ordinary happens,
some event that brings reassurance
that our faith is trustworthy,
we welcome it with all our heart.
But the lesson is the same,
time after time:
ultimately
everything is going to be okay.

— Mitch Finley in Whispers of Love


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Angels Among Us


"We are each of us angels with only one wing. And we can only fly embracing each other." -- Luciano De Crescenzo

I've thought about it for quite some time now. For me angels manifest signs that God is everywhere. I look around and find myself looking at people and events with wide eyed wonder.

We often don't stop and contemplate all the good things in life. we are all touched by angels all the time. But we perhaps are so busy being angry or hurt or wrapped up in our own problems that we just don't notice the angels around us ready to help, encourage or just give us a smile. i particularly love it when a small child (a stranger) just gives that fleeting little shy smile which you can take with you in your heart for a while, a man who offered his seat to you, or a friend who is willing to listen and let you cry on her shoulder.

Although they don’t arrive with a blast of trumpets, or appear with feathered wings and glowing halos, I've known them just the same as angels. They perform their acts in human guise, sometimes borrowing the faces of family and friends, and sometimes just posing as well-meaning strangers.

I am blessed to have angels on my side. You know who you are. Your unwavering support, friendship, and kind words are as inspiring and heartfelt as any I have known.

I've had an angel on my shoulder, for years. But it's true that all you need to do is open your eyes to see the angels that enter our lives, every day!


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Thursday, April 23, 2009

10 Rules To The Game of Life

I'm becoming more domestic nowadays. This morning I decided to dejunk the bodega. While moving out piles of boxes, I come to this smashed beat up box that show that it is holding piles of old books and magazines. The first book that sprung out of the box is, tadah, "If Life is a Game, These are the Rules" by Cherie Carter-Scott. I let my fingers leaf through its yellowing pages, eyes scanning familiar life lessons. I remembered that that this book has uplifted my spirits more than once. Though it is short, and an easy-read, it is life changing and a gem of a book. I will not junk this book. It is one I will want to revisit--often.

I just want to share with you the 10 Rules to the Game of Life...

1. You will receive a body. You may like it or hate it, but it will be yours for as long as you live. How you take care of it or fail to take care of it can make and enormous difference in the quality of your life.

2. You will be presented with lessons. You are enrolled in a full-time school called Life. Each day you are presented with opportunities to learn what you need to know. The lessons presented are often completely different from those you think you need.

3. There are no mistakes, only lessons. Growth is a process of trial and error and experimentation. You can learn as much from “failure” as you can from “success”.

4. A lesson is repeated until it is learned. A lesson will be presented to you in various forms until you have learned it. When you have learned it (as evidenced by a change in your attitude i\and behavior), then you can go on to the next lesson.

5. Learning lessons does not end. There is no stage of life that does not contain some lessons. As long as you live, there will be something more to learn.

6. “There” is no better than “here”. When your “there” has become a “here” you will obtain another “there” that will again look better than your “here”. Don’t be fooled by believing the unattainable is better than what you have.

7. Others are merely mirrors of you. You cannot love or hate something about another person unless it reflects something you love or hate about yourself. When tempted to criticize others, ask yourself why you feel so strongly.

8. What you make of your life is up to you. You have all the tools and resources you need. Remember that through desire, goal setting and unflagging effort. You can have anything you want. Persistence is the key to success.

9. The answers lie within you. The solutions to all of life’s problems lie within your grasp. All you need to do is ask, look, listen, and trust.

10. You will forget all of this at birth. unless you consistently stay focused on the goals you have set for yourself, everything you have just read won’t mean a thing.



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Saturday, April 18, 2009

The Four Agreements - Don Miguel Ruiz

Don Miguel Ruiz is known as a nagual, or shaman, of the Toltec tradition. The Toltecs were an ancient group of scientists and artists that was formed to explore and preserve the practices and spiritual knowledge of the ancient ones. It is not a religion, but a way of life that embraces spirit and honors all the spiritual masters who have taught on the earth. Toltec wisdom arises from the same essential unity of truth as other sacred esoteric traditions that are found all over the world.

Everything we do is based on agreements we have made. In these agreements we tell ourselves who we are, what everyone else is, how to act, what is possible, and what is impossible. What we have agreed to believe creates what we experience. When these agreements come from fear, blocks and obstacles develop keeping us from realizing our greatest potential.

Based on ancient Toltec wisdom ,the Four Agreements are very simple, but very profound. To embrace and live each of the Four Agreements is to find yourself experiencing personal freedom--possibly as never before. The Four Agreements are:

BE IMPECCABLE WITH YOUR WORD

Speak with integrity. Say only what you mean. Avoid using the word to speak against yourself or to gossip about others. Use the power of your word in the direction of truth and love.

DON'T TAKE ANYTHING PERSONALLY

Nothing others do is because of you. What others say and do is a projection of their own reality, their own dream. When you are immune to the opinions and actions of others, you won't be the victim of needless suffering.

DON'T MAKE ASSUMPTIONS

Find the courage to ask questions and to express what you really want. Communicate with others as clearly as you can to avoid misunderstandings, sadness, and drama. With just this one agreement, you can completely transform your life.

ALWAYS DO YOUR BEST

Your best is going to change from moment to moment; it will be different when you are healthy as opposed to sick. Under any circumstance, simply do your best, and you will avoid self-judgement, self-abuse, and regret.



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Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Full Measure of Happiness

The time has come to reaffirm our enduring spirit; to choose our better history; to carry forward that precious gift, that noble idea, passed on from generation to generation: the God-given promise that all are equal, all are free and all deserve a chance to pursue their full measure of happiness. ~Barack Obama




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Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Two Dogs



There are two dogs inside. The one you feed is the one that grows...



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Wednesday, April 01, 2009

The Secret to You

A great way to start our day.....
Have, do, or be anything you want.



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Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Seeing Signs

I used to believe that there is no such thing as coincidence. Everything happens for a reason. I arrogantly assumed that because I knew how something worked that God couldn't be involved. I watched the rain and thought, "That's not God, that's just condensation! I just couldn't believe that there was anything more to this than a random cumulonimbus" And the tightness in my chest and tears welling up in my eyes? "That's not my 'soul' yearning for anything, that's just chemical reactions in my brain!" Because, in my mind, there was a natural explanation for everything,

Yesterday, I had a tough panel interview from an office in Makati. As I started heading back home, I had a hard time deciding whether to take the walkway route ( which I used to take) or take the Greenbelt route (which is quite unfamiliar). The walkway route would be a long lonely walk for me. I used to walk this way with friends and the memories would only make me sadder. Well, I need the distractions and anyways and I feel the adventure would help curb my loneliness and so I took the Greenbelt way.

As I was going up the escalator a young man from a non-profit org approached me and tried to strike a conversation. I tried to avoid him, thinking he would just sell me something. He sort of blocked my way and asked "Hey did you participate in the Earth Hour?" he asked flashing his 60 min Id lace. "Yes, I did" I lying through my teeth. (Well I forgot, ok!). And then I thought to myself. well what the heck, I have a lot of time to spare and there's something about this man which I find so pleasant and comforting. While walking towards their booth, I suddenly remembered that other day, I vowed that I would give back to the community by the time God would bless me with the resources. I thought to myself "Masyadong advanced si God gusto na nya magpledge ako kasi paparating na daw ang resources. =)"

The guy gave me info about the their org's mission and programs which I found very interesting. He then asked what I'm doing. I told him I'm in between jobs and I just came from a tough interview. He was curious and asked me where and I told him. "Hey, I used to be in advertising too!" he said flashing his teeth. Then suddenly, we were like old pals who haven't seen each other for a while. He told me not to worry because I would get it soon. He even gave me his number telling me to text him once I got the call. A sign from God? Definitely. I was so weak, and He gave me strength. I was so alone, and He gave me comfort.

I rejoice in the thought that I just met a friend and recognize "HI ELAINE! IT'S ME GOD" written all over his face. The past few days, I have stopped struggling and manipulating the outcome of a circumstance. It is when I come to recognize the existence of signs. I realized that in times of surrender, signs are more obvious to me. Signs are little miracles which are manifested to comfort me and to affirm God's love for me. They give me the opportunity to recognize the blessings that surround me and even the beauty of the chaos around me.

This morning, I logged on my facebook as usual and the first entry I saw made me smile...It was as if the words are smiling back at me...Paolo Coehlo's blog on Signs. =)

Have a great week ahead!


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Thursday, March 26, 2009

Weary In the Waiting

It’s happening again. I’m growing weary in the waiting. Why? Because it’s taking too long, and while I’m waiting others around me seem to be getting the very things I’ve been waiting for.

I had no idea back in October last year that being too comfy would wreck my world, would put me where I am without a job. Since January, I’ve been churning out resumes hoping that something is just going to plop right into my lap. Almost 3 months after, wala pa rin. Bakit ngayon pa nangyari to…sinabayan ko pa ang global crisis. Now, bills are piling up, and school opening is just around the corner. Ubos na ang savings. I am so worried, so afraid. I cry and whine. Then I cry some more. I am growing tired of waiting…almost ready to give up.

I've been lamenting about my circumstances lately and grumbled far too much, so much so that I'm beginning to loathe myself. Nahihiya na ako sa friends kasi feeling ko emotional vampire na ako. I decide that enough is enough! Someone please give me a hard knock on my head for whining so much.

Why is it so hard to wait? I have been praying and seeking His direction for what the next chapter in my life should be. I don't know what is coming, A still small voice reminds me that:

1. I’m not alone. I have a family and a handful of friends who care unconditionally.

2. God wants me to trust in Him.

3. God has BIG plans for me.

If only I could hold still in His hands, He would make something out of me.

So now, I’m waiting yet another minute, another hour, another day.

“For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” Jeremiah 29:11


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Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Getting Back Up

One time I was flying high, too high that I landed flat on my face. Now I realized I lost my wings as over and over, I find myself flat on my face. Job hunting is getting to be quite daunting. After all the preparations for the job interviews, I find myself waiting and waiting and waiting...Days go into weeks; weeks stretch into months and still no job offer. I am now beginning to feel a sense of rejection and hopelessness.

I sometimes feel disgruntled about something, thinking about how unfair some things are. I wonder how am I going to face the situation tomorrow?

Then I saw this video, and ... sigh, whom am I to complain? And why should I ever complain? I wish I had half the moral fibre this guy does.



Now all I have to do is keep on taking that leap of faith and learning from each and every mistake until I become used to jumping and used to falling. I will run with everything that have and dive into my dreams with so much passion and fire that I forget all about the possibility of failing. It's only until then, will I find my wings again.


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Sunday, March 08, 2009

Learning to Wait

I wait impatiently, pacing to and fro. I wait for my mobile phone to ring, "Tawag na please!". I wait frustratingly and sometimes to the point of giving up. They say waiting is a good thing. At times we wait arrogantly, patting our feet with our hands on our hips. We may wait in indifference, picking our teeth and shrugging our shoulders. We sometimes wait in anger, huffing, puffing, and pounding our fists on the table. Then there are times we wait helplessly, hopelessly, with our heads bowed and hands in our pockets. Maybe how we wait is just as important as what we are waiting for.

I just learned that waiting does not mean sitting around in fantasy land, anticipating that something good will fall down on me from the sky and hit me on the head. That is not waiting at all, but fooling myself into not taking responsibility for my vision, my dreams and my desires. Waiting is the realization that God knows what is best for me and while waiting, my job is to put my faith in that realization.

Waiting requires joy accompanied by the belief that what I need or request will be provided. Waiting is believing that if it is good for me, if it will bless me and others, then what I ask must happen! Waiting is being enthusiastic and excited about what is yet to come. Waiting is clarity about the how come’s and what for’s of yesterday that have prepared me for the blessings of tomorrow. Yes, indeed waiting is good!

I may have believed that just waiting to be blessed or inspired or guided or discovered, was all I have to do. I may not have been aware of how I was waiting and what I was really expecting.
Now, I devote myself to examining who I am and be willing to make necessary changes. I am devoted to not wait in vain.


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Sunday, February 10, 2008

Why go on fighting

Gerson Luiz tells the story of a rose that longed for the company of the bees, but none would come to her.

Even so, the flower was still capable of dreaming. When she felt all alone, she would imagine a garden filled with bees that came to kiss her. And so she managed to resist until the next day, when she opened her petals again.

“Aren’t you tired?” someone must have asked her.

“No. I have to go on fighting,” answered the flower.

“Why?”

“Because if I don’t open up, I wither.”

Taken from Paolo Coehlo's Warrior of Light

And so...I have to go on fighting, hoping, dreaming...otherwise, all else is meaningless.



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Sunday, February 03, 2008

On Rhythm and the Road

We need to forget what we think we are, so that we can really become what we are.

On rhythm and the road

‘There was something you didn’t mention in your talk about the Road to Santiago,’ said a pilgrim as we were leaving the Casa de Galicia, in Madrid, where I had given a lecture only minutes before.

I’m sure there were many things I didn’t mention, since my intention had been merely to share something of my own experience. Nevertheless, I invited her for a cup of coffee, intrigued to know what this important omission was.

And BegoƱa - for that is her name - said:

‘I’ve noticed that most pilgrims, whether on the Road to Santiago or on any of life’s paths, always try to follow the rhythm set by others.

At the start of my pilgrimage, I tried to keep up with my group, but I got tired. I was demanding too much of my body. I was tense all the time and I ended up straining the tendons in my left foot. I couldn’t walk for two days, and I realised that I would only reach Santiago if I obeyed my own rhythm.

I took longer than the others to get there, and for long stretches I often had to walk alone, but it was only by respecting my own rhythm that I managed to complete the journey. Ever since then, I have applied this to everything I do in life: I follow my own rhythm.’



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Thursday, January 31, 2008

Secrets of a Happy Marriage

I came across this nice story from Allegra's site and thought that it would be nice to repost it.

How to Stay Married

A man and woman had been married for more than 60 years. They had shared
everything. They had talked about everything. They had kept no secrets from each other except that the little old woman had a shoe box in the top of her closet that she had cautioned her husband never to open or ask her about.


For all of these years, he had never thought about the box, but one day
the little old woman got very sick and the doctor said she would not recover. In trying to sort out their affairs, the little old man took down the shoe box and took it to his wife's bedside. She agreed that it was time that he should know what was in the box. When he opened it, he found two crocheted dolls and a stack of money totaling $95,000. He asked her about the contents. "When we were to be married, "she said, "my grandmother told me the secret of a happy marriage was to never argue. She told me that if I ever got angry with you, I should just keep quiet and crochet a doll." The little old man was so moved; he had to fight back tears. Only two precious dolls were in the box. She had only been angry with him two times in all those years of living and loving. He almost burst with happiness. "Honey," he said, "that explains the doll, but what about all of this money? Where did it come from?" Oh," she said, "that's the money I made from selling the dolls."
A Prayer..... Dear Lord, I pray for Wisdom to understand my man;
Love to forgive him;
And
patience for his moods;
Because Lord, if I pray for Strength,
I'll beat
him
to death.
And I don't know how to crochet.
Amen



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