coincidence or miracle?

whichever, i am grateful.

i was feeling so sick so i left work before lunch, and slept the whole afternoon. when i woke up, i went to the kitchen, microwaved some food, and went to the dining table. i switched on the light, was about to sit, but then i decided to find tissues first.

in a moment, the light above me exploded, bursting out pieces of glass. the biggest pieces landed on the chair where i was about to sit, but there were small bits everywhere.

i trembled for a while, and then whispered a sincere thank god.

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different people, different stories

sitting in one corner in a coffee shop, watching all the people walking by, some looking cheerful, some looking all broken hearted, and still some wearing blank expressions... different faces, different stories...

i usually wonder, how many people out of ten actually know where they are going? how many people actually know what they want? how many actually are happy and contented with their lives?

standing in one corner in a busy mall, observing all the people busy roaming around, some shopping alone, some laughing with friends, some holding hands with their partners, some running after their kids... different lives, different lifestyles...

how many of those people who are alone are crying inside wishing that they are with the people they love? or perhaps, they are alone because they find solace in silence...

how many of those people who seem to be having a good time with their friends back fight each other when they are not together? or perhaps they are laughing because they are back fighting other friends who are not at present with them...

how many of those people who are holding each other’s hands imagine that they are holding somebody else’s hands? or perhaps, they are holding on to each other so tightly, because they are aware that it won’t last long... and they are hoping that the feeling they have at that time will linger and give them strength to hang on..

how many of those people running after their kids are thankful that they have children who are healthy enough to run so fast? or are they complaining that they have to be with kids who are acting as kids? do they make the grown-ups lose their patience? or do they remind them of how stress-free their own childhoods had been? or perhaps, they run around in public because at home, the domestic rules are too hard to bear...

working in a busy workplace, meeting different kinds of people, some with blue-collar jobs, some on top management position, and still some, trying to convince you that if you can give them a chance to land a job, they will prove worthy of your time.. different ambitions, different goals...

the blue-collared workers, would it be possible that they are more happy and contented than the executives? the white-collared important people, would it be possible that they are complaining all the time for being underpaid? those that are jobless, would it be possible that they themselves are not convinced that they can handle the jobs they are applying for?

a world full of people... do they know what is their purpose in this circle? do they even know who they are? different faces, different stories...

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time to appreciate the stars

i do not remember the exact words, but with a few revisions, a story i once heard from Bo Sanchez goes like this:

a couple once climbed a mountain and camped there for a night. at around 11.45pm, the husband gently shook his wife’s shoulders and said,

“honey, open your eyes,”

the wife, still half asleep, reluctantly did.

and then the husband asked, “what do you see?”

the wife, trying to focus on what her husband wanted her to do, said,

“i see stars,”

“because?” the husband prodded.

“spiritually speaking, God is such a magnificent god to create all these wonders in the sky.”

“and what else?”

“astronomically, the scientists think that the universe is infinite and what you see is just a tiny dot in the whole creation, and it’s beautiful.”

“yes?” the husband was starting to lose his patience.

“astrologically speaking, them witches think our lives are already written in those tiny twinkling widgets up in the sky. it is so interesting.”

“any other smart observation, honey?” the husband insisted.

“well, for me, i think the stars mean that it’s not going to rain tonight, and we can enjoy the rest of the night together.” the wife smiled.

the husband, who lost his temper, said “honey, what’s wrong with you?! you didn’t even notice that you can see the stars because somebody stole our tent!”

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some times, we have to lose our “tents” in order to appreciate the works of God.

i lost several of mine. :)

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earrings

there. i am no longer a slave.

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lukso ng dugo

i called a lot of numbers. i searched the yellow pages. i browsed the net.

a friend told me that i will never know if i have already found what i have been looking for if i do not mingle, if i do not give it a chance.

he said as long as the congregation doesn’t go against what i consider the absolute, then i should be there.

i insisted. i wanted to go home. and when i go home, no one can ask me to go to our neighbor’s house instead and reason out that “it’s the same, they are filipinos as well.”

i wanted to go back. back to my origin.

one early evening, i received that call. the moment he said “hello?” i wanted to cry.

you don’t have to meet him. you don’t have to know how he looks like. in fact, you don’t even have to know his name.

the instant you make a connection, you’ll know. you’ll know he is your brother because you came from the same tree, you share the same seed.

now i understand what filipinos call “lukso ng dugo.”

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prayer

the distance between heaven and earth is as short as the distance between the ground and your knees. and quite as simple to reach.

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new page

so i've been trying to create a blog on wordpress, but i do not know my way around there, and because i am too lazy to explore, i came back to blogger. :)

so this is my new post on my new blog on my new life. :)

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