Productivity Lie We are Sold To

I recently read a book, “The One Thing” and I just couldn’t believe how one book can change parts of ones self. One item in the book resonates in me and not just because I was immersed in the workforce right after graduation but because I entered a world of corporate slavery where one is

Great Attitudes

This book changed me. The first time I met my mentor, she was tall and intimidating. I was unsure of everything, the career that I chose and to where my life was heading. I knew from that moment she would assess me, to whether I am fit for the job I was given. One day

Are you a Highly Sensitive Person?

I was browsing through Facebook yesterday when I bumped into a shared article about love. Since it is the month of St. Valentine, please allow me to delve into it. The article about How To Love A Human Being was shared by my mentor, I always read what she shares. Usually those articles are for

The Smell of New Pages

I know that it’s becoming handy, environment-saving and practical to own e-books than actual books you flip through. However, there is something about the latter, its papers and inks and its smell that gives the initial pleasure (that sure sounds weird) but really, touching the book and opening its pages seems more profound than electronically flipping

Welcome change

An advocate of change. I always believed in uncertainties, though deep within, I wanted things to be constant. Like when days are perfect and happy, I wanted it to stay that way. It isn’t fair, though, to hold on to it. The balance must be maintained. An end to a beginning, a sad to a

The 3 Little Pigs: Home kiddie fave story

Since we moved to my sister’s place, we’ve made quite a few fun memorable moments including baking and bedtime stories. My nieces and nephew would always request for stories to be told in funny sounds and interactive mode. I oblige as often as I can because this few minutes lets me relive the childhood that

[Quote me] Giggle

Life is a comedy show, but you have to laugh for you to know.  

Singing the song of fear

  Oppression of thoughts, oppression of words To fear the living with a hundred swords The precious life once threatened now succumbs with fright Flee to anguish in the distance night, and calls for spirits to make the fight   To be the soldier of fair, to be the carrier of truth The endurance of

Try

There will always be days of hope’s all lost When meaning eludes the morning brew And the cuckoos signals a not so distant woe Try to remember that hopes do renew And mornings start anew There will always be days of scorching sun burning your soles When you feel your sweat leaves you empty and

Partial Transcript of MLK Jr.’s speech on 1967- Message: Be You

If you can’t be a pine on the top of a hill Be a scrub in the valley—but be The best little scrub on the side of the hill, Be a bush if you can’t be a tree. If you can’t be a highway just be a trail If you can’t be the sun be

Touchdown, Bohol

Home. We are home at last. Home is where freedom is. Home is where love resides. The serene blow of the air. The gentle touch of the ray. While raindrops touch my hair. And  nature overpower the buzz and the blaze. Be home where you can laugh freely and cry in anguish. Where your heart

Exhaustion

For how long shall I love your tantrums? How far shall I accept your immaturity? Is there a way to get rid of such childish ways? Is there a way for you to grow?   I promised to love you and I promised to care for you But didn’t you also promise the same? Is