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I WILL NEVER PICK FLOWERS AGAIN

I was looking at some flowers of yellow and violet this morning at my favorite spot in the campus. My eyes caught them dancing with the breeze, radiating even brighter in the warm kiss of sunlight. I suddenly felt the urge to pick one of each beauty so I could take them with me as I leave the place for my next class. But something inside made me stop, and made me ask myself, “what good will it do to me or to these beauty if I pick them out?”

 

If I take them away from where they belong, and from where they grow freely surely I will be glad at having to hold them even as I depart from there but then I will have to bear the sight of life slowly abandoning them. Then I will have to throw away the beauty that once captured my heart. Will that make me any happier than to see them now right before my very eyes in their most regal of colors? Then it dawned to me, ALL MY LIFE I HAVE BEEN PICKING FLOWERS because I thought, to possess them is the best way to make me experience my love for them…only to be disillusioned at the moment they die out soon after I had picked them. The beauty and radiance disappear, and what’s left is the bitter sight of withered petals.  By clinging onto the idea that to love is to feel good at the presence of the very reason for this wonderful feeling I have forgotten all about THE REASON ITSELF, of how I can possibly give back what THE REASON had allowed me to experience. I have forgotten that the real reason why I love them is that they are what they are when I found them. 

 

Now I understand why I am indecisive when it comes to falling in love. It is because I have grown afraid to be disillusioned as the beauty dies out. It took me to destroy a huge garden to realize that the only way I can always love them and see the real beauty in them is to let them be, never picking them out — allowing them to grow and be just the way they are. It will no longer matter whether or not I can hold them. I can always love them in my heart and wherever I go there my heart is, so as everything and everyone I love. I will never pick flowers again. But this time, not because I now know what love truly is (I am still learning) nor because of the fear of disillusionment, but because somehow I have come to understand that to pick them is to take away life from them, and to do as such is definitely not love after all. 

ON HORTON HEARS A WHO – DO I LOVE ANIMATIONS?

Just done watching “Horton Hears A Who” and it has become part of my cherished animated films right away! Wohoo! I remember someone remarked, “Mga animations imong ganahan,ma’am noh?” Well, the answer is obviously yes but it’s not an exclusive YES. Animation is pretty much like fables — life’s greatest lessons captured in the most simple but hypothetical plot. I must say, I can enjoy something as “boring” (in the perspective of others) as Sean Penn’s Dead Man Walking or Liam Neeson’s Schindler’s List to something action-packed as my love, Jason Statham’s Death Race, The Italian Job, Bank Job, or Eric Bana’s Hannah, or as intriguing as Hannibal. But the animated has always been one of my cherished! Well, the only genre I never wanna watch are those like SAW. I would love to experience what my ex would call as, “unpredictable turn of events” (he’s an avid fan of Saw) but I just can’t bear the gory part of it.

 

Anyways, going back to animation. That friend of mine prodded me further with a follow up question, “ngano?” Oh, well the answer was a dreamy, “super nice man gud ang mga lessons” then he said like, “mao ra man, balik-balik.”

 

Well, I guess that makes my whole experience unique with each time I watch an animated movie. I watch them with fresh eyes, and I empty my cup so there’ll be room for something that could be unique but not necessarily new. The plot may have some similarities but how writers tailor the lines and play with words are so uniquely different that anyone sensitive enough could recall a personal experience or a social observation. The characters seem to be like innocent creatures dealing with little issues at a microlevel, but with universal applications! This is the best part of it — the awe I experience through inductive, and deductive reasoning out of these stories. 🙂

 

Horton Hears A Who, as some of other animations I’ve seen has put a mark in my heart! That part when the clover flower was about to be dropped into that boiling water and all the people of Whosville in that tiny little speck shouted, “WE ARE HERE” up to the last scene when Horton sang, “And even if I wonder I’m keeping you in sight” and then everybody sang the rest of the song with Jojo taking the last part to such emotional height sent me to tears! OA jud ko but yeah, in my world I am not. I just love to feel, and suck everything I can out of every bit of the morrow of life! 🙂

 

In Horton, the Kangaroo (who served as town chief) was determined to stop Horton from spreading what he believes — that there are tiny people in the speck. The Kangaroo feared that Horton’s behavior, his eccentric sense of adventure and independent thinking, not heeding her advice, would influence their young and encourage them to question authority. Whew! That was so commonplace, suppressing the truth to maintain authority! BUT not so common when placed in a jungle filled with animals that talk! I find it cute. 🙂

 

Now i don’t wanna spoil it, so if you wanna see the story in your own perspective you better watch it. I might have looked at it differently. I advocate experiencing life through your own senses and understanding it with your own perception. ^^ But oh, I can’t let this cute thing pass though — I love the friendship between Horton the Elephant and Morton the Mouse! Friendship knows no size! 🙂

 

 

Here’s some of my favorite quotes from the movie:

 

“Maybe they’re not small. Maybe we’re just big.”

— Horton

(Yeah, sure. A perfect example of “it’s all but a matter of perspective”)

 

“The jungle is no place to act like a wild animal.”

— Kangaroo

(Some authorities obviously impose some rules that are apparently impractical)

 

“My, that Horton certainly is eccentric? And that children are learning so much from him. Learning to be a bunch a hell brain half-wits. And that’s why my Rudy is pouch schooled.”

— Kangaroo

(Eccentricity is never popular — Aw! Don’t worry Horton, you’re not alone. I hear you — I feel you, in me. ^^)

 

“A person’s a person, no matter how small.”

— Narrator, Horton, Dr. Hoovey

(A person’s a person even if he’s a mouse, or a porcupine — because an individual’s personhood lies in being who, not what he is.)

 

“No! Really, think about it. What if there is someone way out there, looking down on our world right now. And to them, we are the speck. And then this someone else come along, he say, “Oh, there can’t be people that small.” And the first guy would say “Are you calling me a lier?” And the second guy would say “If the shoe fits wear it, and now that fits a blind.” and the first guy pick supper break. And you might wanna zip up the pouch for this next part.”

— Horton

 

“If you can’t see, hear, or feel something it doesn’t exist.”

— Kangaroo

(I don’t know, sometimes it’s the arrogance like calling ourselves twice superior — homo SAPIENS SAPIENS, or sometimes, it’s the fear of the unknown, or our incapacity to handle the truth that WE ARE NOT ALONE! hahaha)

 

 

Oh, dear this will be very long if I’d really indulge myself into sharing my favorite lines…maybe some lines in the movie weren’t really meant to mean anything as hypothetical as I want to believe they do. Aw, it’s all a matter of perspective anyway. I choose to learn from what I just saw, and be amused at that. 🙂

 

Go now, watch that movie! FEEL it…and listen! Oh please, LISTEN — don’t just watch! 🙂

LOSING MY HANKY

10/23/2010 10:26:30 PM

 

                I am supposed to write about something else, graduate school requirements. But my heart is telling me I need to let the emotions flow. I had just seen the movie, Letters to Juliet. It was light yet very heartwarming. But it never appeared to me that early how I could possibly relate to it that much. The plot was far from my own story but the struggles Sophie was facing basically reflected my own battle.

 

                She loved her fiancé. She tried to live in his world. She did her best to love everything that was dear to him until she felt she was not special to him anymore. That he simply looks at her but never really sees her. Couples are supposed to want to be with each other all the time even when they really have to be apart. They are supposed to miss each other so much that when they are not together they could hardly wait to be reunited in each other’s arms. But she didn’t feel that Victor felt that way about her. He could go on for days without her. When he is on the phone with her, he would hastily say goodbye for some work to be done, and when he is with her he is always on the phone talking to someone for some work to be done. But Viktor loved her, no doubt. It was just that he loved other things more.

 

                I had not identified with Sophie at the start of the movie not until she started writing that letter for Claire. I realized I had so much of her in me when Claire read that letter that Sophie wrote for her. Listening to it was like listening to the very words of my heart. Sophie believed in the same things I believe about love. I am a psychology professor, not a writer nor a poet. I am supposed to look at emotions objectively but this is how I was born, stubbornly romantic. I am a behavioral scientist who happens to believe in destiny, Soulmates, and TRUE LOVE. I AM romantic and I surely hope to be found by a man who would be in the same length of experiencing life as I am.

 

                I have studied about love and attraction. I have always been convinced that, “birds of the same feathers flock together” but was kept attracted to men who rarely shared anything in common with me. The countless failures and failed relationships I had made me think that maybe I am never meant to be with anybody, blamed my lovers for what happened, and made myself suffer from guilt. But Sophie’s story allowed me to be a little bit more convinced that it was nobody’s fault…we were simply incompatible. I am romantic and very particular with fidelity, honesty, commitment, and the preservation of the traditional values of the family.  My former lovers then had a different perspective. It all had to end. But now, I am more confident that God has not brought me this far just to drop me off. He loves to see the rest of my love story just as He has always planned it to be. In all of my breakups, I have never completely gone over a previous relationship before I jump into another. But this time it has been different. For the first time in my life, I truly understood and embraced the truth that the very cause of my failed relationships was incompatibility. This enlightenment has made me forgive my former lovers and myself. This forgiveness had released me from the chains of bitterness, suffering and unnecessary sense of guilt. For the very first time, after several failed relationships I have moved on, completely… I have gotten over with my recent breakup, surprisingly while single.

 

                Certainly, God wants me to be psychologically ready for my Soulmate. He wants to see me grow mature. He wants me to fall for my Soulmate not because I needed to, to get over with somebody else, but because I simply could not help but love him! God works in amazing ways, truly. I will not worry from now on. I am in GOOD HANDS. I will not choose who to love; I am asking God to do it for me. I surrender my will to Him. I will not even worry about how I will know that it is him. There was nothing He ever did that has not benefited me in the long run. He wants me to feel complete first before I find myself 

I seldom shop for myself. I find it hard to choose whether it’s a dress or shoes I’m trying to buy. I’m picky I guess. Although my choice doesn’t always have anything to do with the trend or anything like that…it’s always about how I feel about the stuff. But at times, though I am not into shopping, I would go pick something up when I really feel good about it. If the circumstances would allow I would really take it…to the extent of spending the very last cent in my purse! Others see it as impulsive but for me it is taking risk. It’s not every day that I get to see something I really like and if I let the chance pass I might spend a lifetime regretting why I didn’t go for it when I had the chance!

 

Now, going back to shopping — if I seldom shop for my wardrobe, I almost never shop intentionally for handkerchiefs. I always lose my hankies after all. Then I came across this neat little store with pretty hankies hanging by a shelf. I bought three and of the three there was this one hanky that I really felt good about. It became my favorite in an instant. This was a year ago or so.

 

Yesterday, I lost that hanky. That was the nth time I lost it, only in all those other times I am not far from the last place I went to that I get the chance to go back and look for it. Yesterday was different. It was too late when I realized it was gone and I’ve been to a lot of places since the last time I remember using my handkerchief. I would be wasting time if I go back to each place considering the possibility that someone might have seen it and trashed it off somewhere. Now, the thought of ‘am I giving up on something that I really love or am I just letting it go’ came to me. Well, do these two really differ or they are just the same? Maybe it’s only me who is trying to make a different sense out of a single thought. I was to drop the inquiry but as what usually happens I could never bring myself to do anything else unless I’ve sorted things out or rationalize events – I am obsessed with finding meanings, finding lessons out of the mundane. So here I am writing down my thoughts lest I lose them as I have this very limited attention span and poor memory.

 

Did I give up on my hanky or I just let it go? I can never stop change. I too have changed, a lot in fact, and more often than not I wasn’t able to stop the change… I needed to, I had to. That hanky had been with me for more than a year now and in all those times it had been lost for times innumerable and in each time I kept finding it again. I always looked for it, and I had always found my way back to it. I never accepted the idea of losing it and so I kept looking whenever I’d lose it. The lesson came subtly, that I need to understand that there are things far more important than chasing and looking for a lost hanky, that although I treasure it as I seldom find one as magnetic as it was to me I still have a life to live. I know I might never find another hanky that would give me the same feeling of comfort with that X Factor but then again I might just find one, maybe better or maybe something not exactly like that hanky but would still be as precious as it is to me. Some things are simply irreplaceable but it doesn’t mean I can’t go on living without them. I didn’t give up, I just let go. Giving up would mean losing faith. Letting go is simply letting things be, without necessarily giving up the faith and the hope that everything happens for a reason.. Sometimes, we need to lose some for others to win some. My hanky might have been found by a Janitor who left his face towel at home or maybe a wounded street kid needed it to wrap it around his wound to hold the bleeding. As for me, I should be happy that I had the chance to enjoy the luxury of using that precious hanky for more than a year. I’m not giving up the faith that my hanky can do so much good for others as it had done for me but I am letting it go, letting it loose. Giving up is losing the essence of ‘something’, letting go is keeping the essence while you allow that ‘something’ to drift away. I am not giving up, I am letting go. 

ON LETTERS TO JULIET

10/23/2010 10:26:30 PM

 

                I am supposed to write about something else, graduate school requirements. But my heart is telling me I need to let the emotions flow. I had just seen the movie, Letters to Juliet. It was light yet very heartwarming. But it never appeared to me that early how I could possibly relate to it that much. The plot was far from my own story but the struggles Sophie was facing basically reflected my own battle.

 

                She loved her fiancé. She tried to live in his world. She did her best to love everything that was dear to him until she felt she was not special to him anymore. That he simply looks at her but never really sees her. Couples are supposed to want to be with each other all the time even when they really have to be apart. They are supposed to miss each other so much that when they are not together they could hardly wait to be reunited in each other’s arms. But she didn’t feel that Victor felt that way about her. He could go on for days without her. When he is on the phone with her, he would hastily say goodbye for some work to be done, and when he is with her he is always on the phone talking to someone for some work to be done. But Viktor loved her, no doubt. It was just that he loved other things more.

 

                I had not identified with Sophie at the start of the movie not until she started writing that letter for Claire. I realized I had so much of her in me when Claire read that letter that Sophie wrote for her. Listening to it was like listening to the very words of my heart. Sophie believed in the same things I believe about love. I am a psychology professor, not a writer nor a poet. I am supposed to look at emotions objectively but this is how I was born, stubbornly romantic. I am a behavioral scientist who happens to believe in destiny, Soulmates, and TRUE LOVE. I AM romantic and I surely hope to be found by a man who would be in the same length of experiencing life as I am.

 

                I have studied about love and attraction. I have always been convinced that, “birds of the same feathers flock together” but was kept attracted to men who rarely shared anything in common with me. The countless failures and failed relationships I had made me think that maybe I am never meant to be with anybody, blamed my lovers for what happened, and made myself suffer from guilt. But Sophie’s story allowed me to be a little bit more convinced that it was nobody’s fault…we were simply incompatible. I am romantic and very particular with fidelity, honesty, commitment, and the preservation of the traditional values of the family.  My former lovers then had a different perspective. It all had to end. But now, I am more confident that God has not brought me this far just to drop me off. He loves to see the rest of my love story just as He has always planned it to be. In all of my breakups, I have never completely gone over a previous relationship before I jump into another. But this time it has been different. For the first time in my life, I truly understood and embraced the truth that the very cause of my failed relationships was incompatibility. This enlightenment has made me forgive my former lovers and myself. This forgiveness had released me from the chains of bitterness, suffering and unnecessary sense of guilt. For the very first time, after several failed relationships I have moved on, completely… I have gotten over with my recent breakup, surprisingly while single.

 

                Certainly, God wants me to be psychologically ready for my Soulmate. He wants to see me grow mature. He wants me to fall for my Soulmate not because I needed to, to get over with somebody else, but because I simply could not help but love him! God works in amazing ways, truly. I will not worry from now on. I am in GOOD HANDS. I will not choose who to love; I am asking God to do it for me. I surrender my will to Him. I will not even worry about how I will know that it is him. There was nothing He ever did that has not benefited me in the long run. He wants me to feel complete first before I find myself looking into my Soulmate’s eyes…because He wants me to know who exactly I am looking for and what I truly need by knowing first who I really am and what  it is that I certainly need. Somewhere, I know there is someone who has been praying for me to find him too and like me, God is still molding him into that man I am looking for and truly need just as God is shaping me into that woman that my Soulmate has been praying for.

 

I suggest, you watch the movie if you haven’t done so. It’s sweet and is definitely an eye-opener…simple but heartwarming.

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A Gift for My Parents — Stones for Health

I have been concerned with my parents’ health. Recently,  I talked to my mother on the phone and found out that she has been so stressed out from work lately. Then I remembered an article I read on foot massage and reflexology. I then thought of reminding her and my father to find time to take short walks. They are not so into exercising. So I thought of making the “walk” a bit different than usual. She loves gardens as most women do so as my father. So I suggested we build a neat little Zen garden somewhere around the house that would have rounded and smooth stones as pavement.

Each morning or maybe in the evening after work they can walk barefoot on the stones to get that daily dose of foot massage and a short walk. They can take a walk to and fro while tending to the flowers or they can play with my nephew and take a few running over-here-and-there, or they can simply take those paces while enjoying the company of each other under a canopy of stars. ♥.♥ I suggested they try walking on the stones after a hot day, the stones would be warm and it would feel good on their feet!

I am thinking of something that may look like the one below but not necessarily similar in landscape. We don’t have the luxury of space at home. The stones too should be rounded smooth so they won’t hurt their feet. The ones used below are rough and would more likely do harm than good. 🙂

Well, you might want to try this too for your parents. If you are working at another city, which makes you live away from them you can bring some new ornamental plants, or flowers or something to posh up your parents’ HEALTH GARDEN with each time you go home. 🙂