Darkness fell at Butchart Garden. Even when the surrounding is devoid of light, I can feel the breathing of the plants while waiting for my companions shopping for souvenirs. Plants and I have connections as a living organism on earth. We feel … Continue reading →
I’m tired yesterday I’m tired again today Time to retire! My younger brother that I helped get a job in the company I was working for managed to stay working for them from being a menial job entry position to … Continue reading →
Figuratively speaking, I was born with a cigarette on my lips. My mother was a smoker and bore 13 children. Therefore, nicotine is already in my blood. When a child is born by an alcoholic mother, the child is … Continue reading →
Books. My brain is salivating looking at these books. It’s so tempting to buy at least three: One Day We’ll All Be Dead and None Of This Will Matter, All The Lives I Want and Depression and Other Magic … Continue reading →
The autumn leaves lined the curve of the path I take daily to work, work that I am called to do not by an employer but by unforeseen forces guided by angels and prayers. Lord, let everything I do, begins … Continue reading →
Tell me a story is what I say instead of “Hi, how are you?” My friend finally understood what I mean and how important story telling is when he attended the Toastmaster International 2017 held in Vancouver last week. Toastmaster is … Continue reading →
Copenhell is a kind of hell that most people would like to stay. Hot-hot-hot. Heat wave in May. Sweat pouring out of skin. Earth is steaming. Even the air will burn your skin. One just have to cover up for … Continue reading →
Parables make me think especially the parable of the seeds. It’s focused on the seeds scattered and sown. Some grew, some withered, some died, some bear fruit. The seeds are us. I beg to differ. We are the soil. We … Continue reading →
There is place for me in this historical tapestry, in the upper right corner, just above the Beatles. And so I write words, words that I have heard, a jumble of notes, these words are not mine. And so it … Continue reading →
There is something about looking at the vastness of water on earth. It has a mesmerizing effect between heaven and water. Hypnotic. Walking on the beach or sailing around, looking at the horizon as far as eyes could see, there … Continue reading →
These feet will take us wherever they want to go. Passengers from the hydrofoil are rushing to plant their feet on the ground of Estonia after a two-hour sail from Finland, 2,000 of them more or less. As pilgrims, our feet … Continue reading →
The Empty Chair spoken by Tyrone Siglos for Josh Siglos So strange to hear this spoken at the church service tonight. Beside my bed is an empty chair. Lucy my cat and I were in bed, suddenly something fell from the … Continue reading →
Do you smile to tempt a lover, Mona Lisa? Or is this your way to hide a broken heart? Many dreams have been brought to your doorstep They just lie there and they die there
Last night, my family and I were looking at Josh’s photo and I said, he has that certain smile. A Mona Lisa’s smile.
Is his smile happy or sad? I would like to think that his smile is unequivocally happy. It’s not rocket science. Being surrounded by his family loving him to bits and unconditionally, of course, he is happy.
Even his eyes, the eyes will follow us no matter where we are in the room. A gaze that will make you wonder, what is he thinking? Again, happy or crappy thoughts? His thought is brilliant, a gifted mind.
We wish he is here with us to ask him: Hey Josh, what do you think of your photo? What is the meaning of your smile?
The answer will remain a mystery, more mysterious than Mona Lisa.
Josh Siglos died at a young age of 31 on April 28, 2017.
Earth We belong to Earth, Take care of it. We must! Meanwhile, somewhere in Canada, in Burnaby to be precise, we are celebrating. I contributed some of the photos I shared in WP taken in my backyard. The small space … Continue reading →
Who would know where life would take you. We make plans, we check it twice, we cross our t’s and dot our i’s, we invest all our energy and yet, we could never be sure. My mother said many times … Continue reading →
There are various kinds of relativism, and by no means are all of them bad. For example, there’s a relativism of size: 7 feet tall is very tall for a human being, very short for a giraffe. And a relativism … Continue reading →
In the city, there are more wants than wishes, I supposed want is more concrete, and wishing is more a pipe dream. As a starter, a bulletin board for wants appeared at Starbucks. Naming a real thing such as benches, trees, … Continue reading →
Ich bin kein Mexikaner! I am not Mexican! Marti is not Mexican. Neither am I. So I asked her: What is your view when the Berlin wall collapsed? Marti: Personally I was overjoyed when the Berlin wall collapsed. Many of my aunts, … Continue reading →
You have made this day a national holiday named after him. A good man. A great man. A righteous man. The question remains: Where do you go from here? Chaos or community? Love, a concerned citizen of Canada.
Do we travel in order to be moved or is it that we travel in order to move around?
We check around the surroundings in search for a perfect ambience, our eyes darting from one object to another, our whole body tasting, breathing, feeling, smelling, touching, hearing, listening all in one instance taking it all in.
But…. there is no but. We can only focus on one that will transport us from a lot of movement into our inner world with conscious measure of calmness and clarity.
And then, I could feel the air pulsing and be one with the hummingbird, heart beating as fast its wings yet hovering still to the sweet aroma of the nectar beckoning it, kissing and drinking the elixir of life.
We’ve gone around the sun full cycle. 365.25 days, take it or leave it depending if it is a tropical, sidereal or anomalistic year. Don’t ask me what these means, just throwing words that I’ve never used before. I am … Continue reading →
Sitting in the dark, I allowed darkness to be my teacher. I am used to sitting in the dark at the chapel of Lions Gate. There I spent many days in the quite darkness of the hospital chapel instead of … Continue reading →
“My mind echoes a chant: Don’t look at your phone. Whatever you do, don’t look at your phone. I sit alone on the bench, outside of a café as I wait for a friend. The lines on each passing face, … Continue reading →
What can a man learn from sitting in a cell? Can a cell really teach a man everything? When the light shines on you, will you remain faithful living in your cell? Going into a tunnel with little lighting to … Continue reading →
Home of the locals in Havana, Cuba, is rife with history. It’s written on the walls, it’s written on their faces, it’s written on the wind. Fieles a nuestra HISTORIA: Faithful to our history. Let it be written, let it … Continue reading →
The world of dew Is a world of dew, and yet And yet… I believe in God thinking that my life is preordained and yet a Buddhist priest can make me believe that there is more to life in three … Continue reading →
I love her handwriting. My friend wrote this at the time when she started losing her mobility but not her mind. I found this note between the pages of a book when I was giving books away. The sunflower is … Continue reading →
I spend many times staring into space as much as I can whenever I can. It’s an important activity that disconnects me from the busyness of work during coffee and lunch breaks. It is a luxury to be able to do this … Continue reading →
It’s not even a day, I miss them already; my family, friends, neighbors, cats, and the comfort of home. Leaving them behind to travel for my annual pilgrimage creates a nostalgic moment. Far away from home, I want to make … Continue reading →
Just to get the child to go to school, sometimes the parents will condone their children to bring a pet. Not a teddy bear or barbie doll. One day a parent and student show up for school with their pet. … Continue reading →
Most of the time in life, we get caught up in a situation where everything is all about me. We relay our stories to others who are willing to listen, then others will say, what about me? Woe is me. … Continue reading →
When I feel bumbed out instead of being self-absorbed, I focus on gratitude. So, I will share this poetry and I wish you goodnight. Every night before I go to sleep I say out loud Three things that I’m … Continue reading →
Location, location, location. This is the motto of most businesses. Where I live, in Metrotown, there are at least five Starbucks in one big area of Metropolis. A great location. Starbucks seems to have a strong sense where the money is. … Continue reading →
The hummingbird’s delicate grace reminds us that life is rich, beauty is everywhere, every personal connection has meaning and that laughter is life’s sweetest creation. Legends say that hummingbirds float free of time, carrying our hopes for love, joy and … Continue reading →
I wanted to write more about Maurice, but today, I’m taking a day off. Today I’m flying low and I’m not saying a word I’m letting all the voodoos of ambition sleep. The world goes on as it must, the … Continue reading →
The word for the day is ideate in Miriam-Webster dictionary. Looking at the word, breaking it down to syllables and think about it to form what it means in my head first is the game I play without jumping into the meaning. I … Continue reading →
Participation is admirable. They came prepared. Armed with nachos, cheeses, chips and juices to fuel their hunger for a long night of participation of asking questions, voice their concerns and listen to other speak about the future of their education. … Continue reading →
It is the land that glows and expands. There are so many possibilities what one can do here. It is one of the most beautiful lands I’ve ever seen. Cuba meaning “Land”. In its simplicity, this is a place that … Continue reading →
Recently, my sister and I discussed who will take care of our funeral affairs when we die. This is a serious matter for we are getting on with our lives. I for one could feel my mortality. We have to … Continue reading →
How am I to approach the problem? Am I to take each problem one by one, to take fear, look at it, and then study love? How am I to capture the whole thing? I can’t capture the whole thing … Continue reading →
Yes, I am a smoker. When I tell people that I smoke, some of them are gracious enough to say that I don’t look and smell like a smoker. That is the kindest thing to say to a smoker. However, there … Continue reading →
Good morning, my loving family, etc Guess where I am? Guess again! Tee hee hee 😂😂😂 I am at the airport, boarding at 8:20 precisely Airborne 9 on the dot Arriving Toronto at 16:20 Yikes! I have been saying I … Continue reading →
Ordinarily, I go to the woods alone, with not a single friend, for they are all smilers and talkers and therefore unsuitable. I don’t really want to be witnessed talking to the catbirds or hugging the old black oak tree. I have … Continue reading →
Do you know that we are just like cats that get scared easily, fearful? So be careful. All we need is love. Yesterday, I attended a conference in renewing my sense of wonder by bringing together theological, psychological and spiritual awareness … Continue reading →
Note: Still Groaning. I am still groaning about this and want to get it off my system. It is consuming to love or care for someone even if they are pets When Maurice became ill, I was afraid. Afraid to … Continue reading →
When it comes to written words, the way I see it, they are recycled words. There seems to be nothing original. So who invented plagiarism? Note: Quote 1 of 3 requested by Norma. Should you wish to participate, please visit Norma‘s site … Continue reading →
I write. A lot. I carry a 4x 6 memo book with me all the time to write anything and everything that I think, maybe read, grocery list, things to do, names and phone numbers, appointments, etc. What I write … Continue reading →
“How long, O Christ, shall we wait for thy law to be understood?” ~ W. Frank Hatheway, “The Cry of Labor” (1906) We all work for a living, we spend the majority of our life employed and we don’t know … Continue reading →
I was reading the NYT Article: Reading with Imagination by Lily Tuck hoping it would help me improve my reading and imagination skills. Bad habit always takes over when I get lost in the sea of words that I jump to the … Continue reading →
As we enter the Holy Sepulcher, there lies a slab of stone where Jesus’ dead body was laid. The Orthodox priests anoint the stone with rose scented oil, walking around it as they say their prayers and holding an incense … Continue reading →
My thoughts are collections of other people’s ideas. There is no need for me to rewrite the story. They are good as they are. The following writings are thoughts from ordinary people who do extraordinary work that help shape my … Continue reading →
I used to get phone calls all the time and talk forever I would pride myself as a conversationalist I still am. Phone conversations are now limited to volunteer work Without them there would be none Calling the older generation … Continue reading →
A little bit of bread for the pigeons, place them on top of the shoe, be very very still, the bird will come to feed right on the left foot. It doesn’t take too much to make someone happy especially … Continue reading →
Vancouver aka We(s)tcoast And we live true to this name Wet and cold. I own plenty of umbrellas Orange, Blue, Green Printed, Floral, Strips Even a Canadian Maple Leaf brolly. They are no ordinary canopy Each one represents my personality And … Continue reading →
“I live in my dreams. Other people live in dreams too … just not their own.” — Hermann Hesse Dreams not fantasy. Start small. Series of small dreams. Put them all together. Together, the series of small dreams become big. Dreams are … Continue reading →
Take me to church sang by Sinead O’Connor has a very catchy tune especially the first three lines of the refrain.
[…] Oh, take me to church I’ve done so many bad things it hurts Yeah, take me to church […]
It’s not so much that I have done so many bad things; it’s the bad things that people did to the world that hurts. It has nothing to do with the church either just life in general. You know, the existential angst that is part of living.
When I am hurting mentally, emotionally, physically or spiritually, I take refuge in a church. Even if it’s not a catholic church, it does not matter to me. Even if it’s a temple, I will still go in, sit in the quiet, calm myself down and talk to my invisible God.
In a church, temple, mosque, forest; they are more than an oasis. It’s a place for me to connect and replenish my spiritual needs.
Here’s the song. It’s just a song with a catchy beat. But if you want something deeper, I found the song at Friar Musings and there he wrote more about Sinead.
when we are hurting it’s difficult (and) to understand where God is. I know that God is using her to educate not just the Catholic but as well as the whole world.
Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot … Continue reading →
Write because you want to communicate with yourself. Write because you want to communicate with someone else. Write because life is weird and tragic and amazing. Write because talking is difficult. Write because it polishes the heart. Write because … Continue reading →
Ask him if he remembers. One of his responses was “ZERO.” Edwin Honig has “56 Ways of Saying I Don’t Remember.” It’s a documentary of Alan Berliner, his cousin, in exploring memory and forgetfulness. Edwin Honig was a poet, translator and … Continue reading →
Not speaking and speaking are both human ways of being in the world, and there are kinds and grades of each. there is the dumb silence of slumber or apathy; the sober silence that goes with a solemn animal face; … Continue reading →
“THE DANCE We never rehearsed this We are a mess We tremble and perspire We step on each other’s toes Sometimes we go out of tune And forget our lines But at least this is real At least we are … Continue reading →
I want to die, she said. Wait until I made you Italian Wedding Soup. I’m coming over this weekend to make you a pot, I said. Jan and I love to watch the cooking lesson at the Food Network Channel. … Continue reading →
… my generation, born between 1946 and 1964, has physical concerns: Friends are dying, joints are aching, and memories are failing. There are financial issues, with forced retirement and unemployment, children needing money and possibly a bed, and dependent parents. But for many of us, it is a psychological quandary that is causing the most unpleasantness: looking around and suddenly being the oldest.
Every generation gets old, but for those who were told we’d be forever young, it just seems more painful. “It’s a huge issue,” says Dr. Anna Fels, a psychiatrist in New York. “I see so many who are trying to adjust their lives to this new phase, which for some reason none of us really pictured ourselves going through.”
Why didn’t we? We knew that eventually more people around us would be younger rather than older. But it still rankles. The image of a room filled with younger people is the perfect symbol.
Michele Willens is a journalist who writes for The Daily Beast, The Huffington Post and The Atlantic. A version of this news analysis appears in print on August 31, 2014, on page SR9 of the New York edition with the headline: “When did we get so old?”
We are put here for a little space
that we may learn
how to bear the beams of love.
Think about this:
“What is it you seek?” asked the Master of a scholar who came to him for guidance.
“Life,” was the reply.
“If you are to live, words must die.” Said the Master.
When asked later what he meant, he said, “You are lost and forlorn because you dwell in a world of words. You feed on words, you are satisfied with words when what you need is substance. A menu will not satisfy your hunger. A formula will not slake your thirst.” ~ Anthony de Mello, SJ
It’s winter. I used to dread this season of long days of darkness. Very little light affects my health and mental well-being. I never had this problem when I lived in the tropics where the sun shines. Learning to come … Continue reading →
Something to ponder! Poetry by KB. Beyond Boundaries What boundaries Can there be If we cross them Knowing what we do Makes them a redundancy Until we can go no further. Then boundaries remain real Until our steps are left … Continue reading →
KB of Mirror Obscura is back and ‘still here’ writing his fabulous poetry. Read this and it will awaken your senses. I Will Be Here Still The morning is a distance worth traveling Where you are sleeping under clouds And … Continue reading →
Remember Jimi Hendrix? He is a legend in Vancouver even though he is an African-American. The main connection to this legend is his grandmother who lived in an African-American community in Strathcona area of Vancouver. She owned Vie’s Chicken and … Continue reading →
Give them a packet of seeds to plant and nurture.
New growth means never too late to start living.
Encourage those around who simply exist.
Show them the endless possibility of life.
Every moment is a new beginning.
You can do it.
Step by step.
Adjust along the way.
Look into people’s faces and eyes.
Simple pleasures and beauty abounds.
Hold, hug, touch, smile, visit, call… Do it NOW.
You are given this life with no plot.
Like in the movies, it has a script.
Your life has no preview.
Be active in writing your life story.
Use your imagination.
Write or rewrite.
Be surprised with unexpected scenarios.
Not knowing the exact ending.
Make it exciting.
Let it unfold.
Death is just around the corner.
You realized you have never actually lived.
Squeeze every ounce of living while you can.
Squeeze. Squeeze. Squeeze.
We only have one life.
Moments don’t last forever.
Disappearing too quickly.
Never to return.
“He is not here, for he has risen.”
What bonds me from the people who I work with is gardening. I am not a foodie person but when it comes to any types of planting, I can be very engaging socially. Gardening can become all too consuming and … Continue reading →
Well, the dog is happy. Found Seeker and rescued her from boredom, along with the rest. All kidding aside, this is the result of hard work of container gardening. One thing that I don’t understand is what made one carrot so different from … Continue reading →
Visiting the health clinic, there are so many reading materials. This is where I catch up reading. I am beginning to understand why there are so much reading materials especially People, Chateline, Fashions, Time, Hello, Nature, Business and New Yorker … Continue reading →
“Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.” ~ Sylvia Plath This quote triggered a memory and yet I cannot remember where I … Continue reading →
Remember that there are only three kinds of things anyone need ever do. (1) Things we ought to do (2) Things we’ve gotto do (3) Things we like doing. I say this because some people seem to spend so much of their time doing things … Continue reading →