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missing the woman of democracy

august 1, 2009
3:18 am

by ninoy aquino for cory aquino

i have fallen in love with the same woman three times
in a day spanning 19 years of tearful joys and joyful tears.

i loved her first when she was young,
enhanting and vibrant, eternally new
she was brilliant, fragrant,
and cool as the morning dew.

i fell in love with her the second time
when fist she bore her child and mine
always by my side, the source of strength,
helping to turn the tide.

But there were candles to burn
the world was my concern
while our home was her domain
and the people were mine
while the children were hers to maintain.

So it was in those eighteen years and a day
'till i was detained, forced in prison to stay

suddenly she's our sole support
source of comfort,
our wellspring of Hope
on her shoulders felt burden of Life.

i fell in love again,
with the same woman the third time.
Looming from the battle,
her courage will never fade.

Amidst the hardships she has remained,
undaunted and unafraid
she is calm and composed,
she is God's lovely maid.

fast car

approaching life as if there is tomorrow
living today and feeling no sorrow
holding on to memories that are in the past
driving in the fast lane of life, moving too fast

life is


life is Yearning, go after it

the good old days

had a chat with an old friend and we were reminiscing the good old days. brought me back to memory lane where everything is so familiar. conversation of what was life back then and how it has changed now, the usual exchange of souvenirs, our petty differences, the number and our shared "Credo".

the "Credo" which speaks of our need to be understood and to be accepted.

A Credo for My Relationships with Others

You and I are in a relationship which I value and want to keep. We are also two separate persons with our own individual values and needs.

So that we will better know and understand what each of us values and needs, let us always be open and honest in our communication.

When you are experiencing a problem in your life, I will try to listen with genuine acceptance and understanding in order to help you find your own solutions rather than imposing mine. And I want you to be a listener for me when I need to find solutions to my problems.

At those times when your behavior interferes with what I must do to get my own needs met, I will tell you openly and honestly how your behavior affects me, trusting that you respect my needs and feelings enough to try to change the behavior that is unacceptable to me. Also, whenever some behavior of mine is unacceptable to you, I hope you will tell me openly and honestly so I can try to change my behavior.

And when we experience conflicts in our relationship, let us agree to resolve each conflict without either of us resorting to the use of power to win at the expense of the other's losing. I respect your needs, but I also must respect my own. So let us always strive to search for a solution that will be acceptable to both of us. Your needs will be met, and so will mine--neither will lose, both will win.

In this way, you can continue to develop as a person through satisfying your needs, and so can I. Thus, ours can be a healthy relationship in which both of us can strive to become what we are capable of being. And we can continue to relate to each other with mutual respect, love and peace.

Dr. Thomas Gordon

hmmm... so easy to say

letters to a young poet


thanks to vera for lending me her book -- "letters to a young poet" by rainer maria rilke. a book one can read over and over again. true enough that i bought my own copy.

"...for what i could say about your tendency to doubt or about your inability to bring your outer and inner lives into harmony or about all the other things that oppress you -: is just what i have already said: just the wish that you may find in yourself enough patience to endure and enjoy simplicity to have faith; that you may gain more and more confidence in what is difficult and in your solitude among other people. And for the rest, let life happen to you. Believe me: life is in the right . always."

thanks for the memories


i started reading cecelia ahern when brother vince lend me a copy of Rosie Dunne. i love the story that i bought a copy for my boyfriend as a gift. i am indeed a cecelia ahern loyal fan, i have copies of all her books, watched P.S. I love You and Samantha Who as well.

Rosie Dunne reminds me of the exchange of text messages, e-mails, conversations I had with Elias. (or should i say, i was reminded of Rossie Dunne when i had an unending exchange of messages with Elias, since the book came first before the bf). P.S. I Love You is a light and heart warming read. If You Could See Me Now is an interesting reminder of our imaginary friend. and A Place Called Here has been a favorite phrase since I first read it. i have been waiting for a copy of Thanks for the Memories since i first heard about it in her website, imagine how excited i was when i finally have a copy.

"Joyce nearly lost everything else, a marriage in pieces and lost her baby. but she survived the terrible accident and now, inexplicably, she can remember faces she has never seen, cobblestone Parisian streets she's never visited. a sudden, overwhelming sense of deja vu have Joyce feeling as if her life is not her own. Justin, on the other hand, decides to donate blood, the first thing to come straight from his heart in a long time. from a failed marriage, he chased his ex-wife and daughter from chicago to london. and now, restless & tired, he lectures college students in dublin. everything changed with arrival of anonymous presents that will launch Justin into a heart of mystery and forever alter two lives."

the story, i must say, is predictable and it's not as interesting as the other books. but, i so love the cover and like i said, i am an unconditional ahern fan. this doesn't stop me from looking forward to reading The Gift which is already available in UK. i wonder when i can find it in the local store, ahhh..

thanks for the memories... "how is it possible to know someone you've never met?"

moving too fast

during our busiest days, time seems never enough. we, often times, hope we can freeze time and try to grasp the seconds. we move too fast.


we need to slow down. when we do, each second ticks a little longer than the usual.

"open your eyes a little wider and look at everything. take it all in. remember people, times and occassions gone by. allow everything you see to remind you of something"

waiting

The butterfly counts not months, But moments

what is IS ...

"what is IS, and no amount of gnashing teeth on my part will change that."

nights of rodanthe


i was furious last night when i received an email from such an imbecile officemate. i know that it is best to talk about issues offline rather than the lengthy exchange of emails, but i am only human. and i don't tolerate people getting away when they offend me. no way, i always take my revenge. bad as it sounds, but that's me. i fight. and so, when i woke up this morning. i'm frustrated that i am still angry. i decided to read "nights of rodanthe" to influence some nostalgic effect to the guerilla that i have become.

and as always, Nicholas Sparks inspired and brings out the sentimental side of me. i end up reading the book in one sitting.

i will definitely watch the movie.

"for those who don't believe that love can blossom as quickly as it did for Paul and Adrienne, it can, and it's real as love that takes years to form."

and as for that dumb officemate, i still don't wish him well

092708

Those who failed to oppose me,
who readily agreed with me,
accepted all my views,
and yielded easily to my opinions,
were those who did me the most injury,
and were my worst enemies,
because, by surrendering to me so easily,
they encouraged me to go too far...
I was then too powerful for any man, expect myself, to injure me.
-Napoleon Bonaparte

to sail

sail to see the sunset of the new horizon;
smell the sweet smells of the sea breeze;
to sail in the serene blue sea

in between

saw this couple in caleruega, batangas

"and where is the line between romantic and delusional?

and how do you know once you cross the set line?

do we live in the world we physically touch?

or do we live in the world created by our minds?"

hold my hand

thea & osh in enchanted
just suppose that shaping and moulding of destiny is one's destiny? and it is the bridge you build to the one you love. when the road seems uncertain, hold my hand. and i am destined to be there for you and hold your hand.

and all its craziness
i love the whole world
it's such a brilliant place

homeward bound

Seeing the world through the eyes of a child where it was like seeing everything at the first time, where the world is peaceful, where we see beauty in all that we see, where nothing else matters but home.

gift of friendship

received an email from one of my best friends on my birthday..


"sending you a message you sent me three (3) years ago. i kept this and promised to return the message when time comes. now, for your birthday i am sending the same message. we may not see each other as often as we do before, we may not talk everyday, we may not be there for each other at times, nothing has changed so far and i can say that truly You are My Bestest Friend. happy birthday"

life is wonderful with great friends like thillet.

a message sent 2005-04-11 13:34
To My Best Friend

I am a different person
a better one, since we
first became friends.
Your honesty often helps me
see my weaknesses,
and your support helps me
turn them into strengths.
Thank you for not saying
the things you think
I want to hear,
but saying the things I need to know.
You're one of the very few people
I trust and believe
When you tell me
how well I've done,
because you are one of the very few
who will tell me
when I could do better.
You challenge me
to be the best me,
by accepting and appreciating
you've helped me
learn to accept
and appreciate myself

-- Unknown

fireworks

(photo taken during the 2008 world pyro olympics)
Fireworks
By James Reeves

They rise like sudden fiery flowers
That burst upon the night,
Then fall to earth in burning showers
Of crimson, blue and white.
Like buds too wonderful to name,
Each miracle unfolds
And Catherine wheels begin to flame
Like whirling marigolds.
Rockets and Roman candles make
An orchard of the sky,
Where magic trees their petals shake
Upon each gazing eye.


"My heartbeat accelerates. I am in the here, in the now. I am also in the future. I am holding her and wanting and knowing and hoping all at once. We are the ones that take this thing called music and line it up with this thing called time. We are the ticking, we are the pulsing, we are underneath every part of this moment. And by making this moment ours, we are rendering it timeless. There is no audience. There are no instruments. There are only bodies and thoughts and murmurs and looks. It's the concert rush to end all concert rushes, because this is what matters. When the hearts races, this is what its racing towards."
- Rachel Cohn & David Levithan

broken wings

there are times when we find ourselves yearning to fly, to discover. to begin the journey of discovery. in the end, realized that our wings are broken.

in life, we must constantly believe.
"believing that a miracle could happen at any moment is necessary for our happiness, but also for our protection and to justify our existence."

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above picture taken in butterfly garden, puerto prinsesa palawan.

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