Whispering Hope

It felt like summer for the first week of April 2000.  I think I’ll go visit Mother since it’s a good day to go for a walk.  Mother is just down the hill. 
Soft as the voice of an angel,
Breathing a lesson unheard,
Hope with a gentle persuasion
Whispers her comforting word. 
The hill is a long winding steep road.  Meandering around and walking by Deer Lake Park.  It is such a beautiful preserve nature land.  Birds are singing in the air, the floral scent of the Cherry blossoms lingers, the road is devoid of vehicles. 
Wait till the darkness is over,
Wait till the tempest is done,
Hope for the sunshine tomorrow,
After the shower is gone. 
When I entered where Mother was, I was expecting there were will be some of my siblings, relatives or friends keeping her company.  She was all by herself.  I quietly sat in front of her and said: Hi Mother.  I’m here to keep you company. 
Whispering hope, oh how welcome thy voice
Making my heart in its sorrow rejoice. 
It’s far too quite here, Mother.  I hope you don’t mind me talking or better yet, maybe I’ll sing to you.  I grab a book full of songs.  Most of them I am unfamiliar with the tune with the exception of Whispering Hope. 
If in the dusk of the twilight,
Dim be the region afar,
Will not the deepening darkness
Brighten the glimmering star? 
I sang it as softly as I could in order not to attract any attention.  I can see that there are other people in the adjacent room. 
Then when the night is upon us,
Why should the heart sink away?
When the dark midnight is over,
Watch for the breaking of day. 
Suddenly, it dawned on me: here I am singing in front of a closed coffin.  I don’t even know who is inside the coffin.  What if this coffin belongs to the people next door?   I stood up, went to the coffin and quietly lifted the upper lid. 
Whispering hope, oh how welcome thy voice
Making my heart in its sorrow rejoice. 
Thank God, it’s Mother.  I went back to the pew and started singing again from the top.  I’m glad I have this one and one with you Mother.  
I love and miss you.
 
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August 20, 2013 ~ Blue Moon

Tonight is blue moon.  Look and enjoy this once in a blue moon moment. 
 
Blue moon
You saw me standing alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own 
Blue moon
You know just what I was there for
You heard me saying a prayer for
Someone I really could care for 
And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms will ever hold
I heard somebody whisper please adore me
And when I looked to the moon it turned to gold 
Blue moon
Now I’m no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own 
And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms will ever hold
I heard somebody whisper please adore me
And when I looked the moon had turned to gold 
Blue moon
Now I’m no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own 
Blue moon
Now I’m no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own

Traffic Jam

End of the week.  We made it. Relax and take a deep breath.Watch some younger drivers get frustrated when they encounter a Geriatric Traffic Jam. The old folks are trying to cross the road in an orderly fashion to get to a corner store only to discover it’s closed. At least a few of the motorists saw the humor in this geriatric traffic crossing. Another funny skit from the folks at Just For Laughs Gags.

Morning Latte

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Monthly Peace Challenge ~ August ~ Music that will make you smile

 
 There are so many songs that can tame a savage beast but a smile and laughter can definitely melt it’s savage heart. 
 
When you’re smiling
When you’re smiling
The whole world smiles with you
When you’re laughing
When you’re laughing
The sun comes shining through
But when you’re crying
You bring on the rain
So stop your sighing,
be happy again
Keep on smiling
‘Cause when you’re smiling
The whole world
smiles with you 
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Today is your birthday

When she celebrates her birthday, it means that mine is just around the corner.  Today is her birthday.  POTEET. 
What is the meaning of a name? 
  is for petite, perfectly petite person
O  is for ornate, nothing plain here!
  is for thoughtful, the caring you.
E   is for enchant, for enchant you will.
E   is for expressive, not one to hold within.
T   is for thoughtful, the caring you.
Who is Poteet?  Mother nicknamed sibling #9, Poteet. 
We all have nicknames from: Ate, Kuya, Detse, Nilds, Beng, Tel, Jun-Jun, Danny, Poteet, Tyrone, Dondi, Angel and Lady, yours truly. 
I try to remember her birthday to figure out how out I am.  
This year, I thought I am older until I asked Poteet how old she will be.  Much to my chagrin, I am actually a couple of years younger than I thought.  So why do I want to get older?  Thinking older, age wise, makes me dream of retirement age.  Knowing my real age, that means I have to work two more years. 
There goes my dream.  Back to reality. 
Okay, this is not about me.  It’s about Poteet’s birthday,  
Happy Birthday, Poteet and here is a blessing song:  May the blessings of the Lord be upon you…  And you know the rest. 
As for the customary song: 
 
 
 

Blue Sky

What’s up? 
One colleague constantly asks me: What’s Up? 
Being English is my second or maybe third language, I take this question literally.  I look up and the response I give him is: the ceiling, the light, the air blower or anything that’s above me.  He seems to get a kick out of these answers. 
Yesterday, we were outside and he asked me the same question.  And I look up and said: blue sky. 
Yes, 26 straight days of blue sky, hardly any clouds in the sky.  I love the blue sky but I cannot tolerate being in the sun.  
I would think coming from a tropical place close to the equator would make me immune to the sunshine hoping that the dark pigmentation of my skin will deflect all the UV rays.  It does but I’d sooner be in the shade. 
In the meantime, the grassy area of the board is covered with white bodies trying to soak up the sun. 
I hope they are wearing Sunscreen. 
 
 
This post is inspired by Claudia ~ July Peace Post.

You Must Change Your Ways….

As I get older and wiser, I am more aware of the children and their concerns for their future.  My hope that there will be a home for them I call Mother Earth. 
I want them to enjoy Mother Earth as I did when I was younger, in nature, to know all living creatures big and small. 
Recently, two high school students came to our meeting to voice their fears about their future.  They are young activities.  These students needed our help financially to help them kick off their environmental campaign against the government’s plan of expanding the Coal Harbor. 
We could hear from their voice how distressing it is for them to grow up in a polluted place in Vancouver.  We could feel their fear and we supported them, financially, just enough funds to help them pay for the flyers, bulletins and maybe buttons. 
What a courageous and remarkable young minds. 
In 1992, a 12-year old girl traveled all the way to Rio de Janeiro and spoke to the United Nations Earth Summit about her concerns on climate change.  She spoke for five minutes, five minutes that silenced the world.  
That little girl came from Vancouver, BC, Canada.  Her name is Severn Cullis-Suzuki, daughter of David Suzuki, a Canadian environmentalist.  This is an excerpt of her speech. 
“I am afraid to go out in the sun now because of the holes in our ozone. I am afraid to breathe the air because I don’t know what chemicals are in it. I used to go fishing in Vancouver, my home, with my dad until just a few years ago we found the fish full of cancers. And now we hear of animals and plants going extinct every day – vanishing forever. In my life, I have dreamt of seeing the great herds of wild animals, jungles and rainforests full of birds and butterflies, but now I wonder if they will even exist for my children to see. Did you have to worry of these things when you were my age? All this is happening before our eyes and yet we act as if we have all the time we want and all the solutions. I’m only a child and I don’t have all the solutions, but I want you to realise, neither do you!” 
 
21 years later, nothing has changed.  She returned to Rio again in 2012. She explains from a new perspective why it is that she believes humanity will act to change our future. 
If you don’t know how to fix Mother Earth, please stop breaking her.  Be part of the solution.
 
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I’ll Never Find Another You

Singing is a form of prayer.  

As I mentioned on this post, A Song, A Book, My Name, I grew up singing The Pilgrim Song.  This is another song that I sing since childhood.  It is not a traditional hymn but it draws me nearer to the Lord.  I know there is a Promised Land.

There’s a new world somewhere
They call The Promised Land
And I’ll be there some day
If you will hold my hand
I still need you there beside me
No matter what I do
For I know I’ll never find another you

There is always someone
For each of us they say
And you’ll be my someone
For ever and a day
I could search the whole world over
Until my life is through
But I know I’ll never find another you

It’s a long, long journey
So stay by my side
When I walk through the storm
You’ll be my guide
Be my guide

If they gave me a fortune
My pleasure would be small
I could lose it all tomorrow
And never mind at all
But if I should lose your love, dear
I don’t know what I’d do
For I know I’ll never find another you

But if I should lose your love, dear
I don’t know what I’d do
For I know I’ll never find another you
Another you
Another you

YouTube:  Click to listen to the song by The Seekers 
“I will pray with the spirit, and I will pray with the understanding also: I will sing with the spirit, and I will sing with the understanding also.” ~ 1 Corinthians 14:15 
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One child, one teacher, one book and one pen can change the world.

On July 12, 2013, Pakistani schoolgirl Malala Yousafzai has addressed the United Nations as part of her campaign to ensure free compulsory education for every child. 
She marked her 16th birthday by delivering the speech on Friday at the UN headquarters in New York. Taliban gunmen shot Malala on her school bus last October following her campaign for girls’ rights. 
“I am here to speak up for the right of education of every child,” she said.  She is the voice for the voiceless. 
This is the full video.  It’s worth watching and listening.  
 
 

Generation of Boomers and Ys

You are Not a Baby Boomer if you were not born between 1946 and 1964. 
If you think The Jerk, The Swim and The Hustle are the nicknames for the Three Stooges. You are NOT a Boomer. 
If you have never been to a drive in movie or don’t even know what one is, you have no idea what you missed. You are NOT a Boomer. 
If you don’t know that TV used to be black and white and people used “rabbit ears” to get reception.  You are NOT a Boomer. 
If you think a “party line” is a dance, you never use a rotary phone back those days.  Definitely, You are NOT a Boomer. 
If you would rather make love and not war, you may or may not be a Boomer. But at least you have the right idea. 
After all, being a Boomer is more than just being born at a certain time. It’s a state of mind.  And this mind is starting to show signs of senior moments.
  
 If you were born between 1980 and 2010 you are called Generation Y, 
Why are You called Generation Y?   This is why. 
  • Y should I get a job?
  • Y should I leave home and find my own place?
  • Y should I get a car when I can borrow yours?
  • Y should I clean my room?
  • Y should I wash and iron my own clothes?
  • Y should I buy any food?
But a cartoonist explained it very eloquently below…
Generation Y

Generation Y

 
Oh, are you asking me what happened to Generation X?  Opsey, my mind went blank (senior moment).

Nature at its best

Nature, what nature? 
Being born in a third world country, Philippines, especially in a poor family nature consist of playing in the garbage dump, abandoned lots and slum area. 
There’s hardly any nature where I lived unless I go visit neighbours who have gardens.  I am lucky enough to have a girlfriend whose family allows me to sleep over at their mansion.  
Sabrina is her name.  
In a child’s mind, the house is a jungle.  There is so much vegetation.  A housekeeper waters the garden almost every day to keep it lush.  They have a dog.  It was fun to have a playmate and to be accepted by this rich family. 
Part of playing is going to the dumpsites.  This is FUN.  We collected tons of waste materials to sell for recycling.  Found some parts to build us a scooter.  Collected Coke bottle caps for the Coke versus Pepsi challenge.  The more we collected Coke bottle caps, we won free movie passes. 
In the slum area, we run around on the board walk like horses.  During rainy season, there are so many amphibians to play with such as crabs, tadpoles, dragon flies, water spiders and much more.  At night-time, we hunt for fireflies and put them in a bottle.  We used the bottle as a flashlight.

 Ah, what a memory.  Now this is nature at its best. 
We may be poor but we know how to live the good life.
 

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Our Company is Required

Baby James wants our company today to celebrate his first birthday at Baby’s crib.   He is throwing a theme party, Super Hero.  On top of that, baby wants us to help “Sweet Sheripie” his mom to fight off stinky diapers and sleepless nights. 
Boy oh boy, this is a job for, Super Nanny.  And that won’t be me! 
I can’t believe a year has gone by when he was born, welcome home with Gzi Gzi (Gorgeous Grandma), graduation day, christening day, first Christmas, first Easter, and now his birthday. 

What I think, Baby James will be a good companion for me when I do gardening and we will plant our own garden
Apprentice Gardener

Apprentice Gardener

Happy Birthday, Baby James!  And this is my birthday song for you. 

If you are happy, clap your hand

What would it take to be happy?  
I wish I have an answer for that or a formula.  For me, I noticed that spending time with children and nature brings inner joy.  A simple gesture of waving at the kid next door watching me do gardening is enough.  No laughter, just a wave and a smile. 
Spending more time outside, in the garden, makes me feel happy. Will all that fresh air regardless of the heavy labour of trimming the hedges, I feel happy. 
One thing for sure which I cannot explain, having a deep prayerful life provides pure joy.  Praying while gardening and full of gratitude, just for today is enough. 
Have a wonderful day. 
To close, off here is a children song.

News Worthy – Press Release for Teachers

Tue, June 18 – A grade four class in Surrey wrote a press release promoting their teachers, hoping to get some media attention. 
The students wrote to Mike McCardell of Global BCTV.  Mike is always out there looking for story god.  This time the story came knocking on his door and he doesn’t have to chase it.  The story came to him and he showed up. 
The story is about the kids who love their teachers.  They are going to do African dance to raise money for their teachers to go to Zambia. 
So the students sent “Press Release” to Global BCTV: 
“We have been fundraising money because my teacher and another teacher are going to Africa in July.  We have so far raised $3,000.” 
“Our Grade 4 class would really appreciate it if you could come to our school and interview us because we would like to share what we have accomplished.”
 These 50 children wrote letters to get Mike to come.  Press releases with neat printing and with endless hearts were sent to the TV station. 
To see more of this news worthy to be shared, click on the link. 

http://globalnews.ca/video/653253/press-release-for-teachers

Painted Sky ~ It’s twilight time

Heavenly shades of night is falling
It’s twilight time  ….
A fleeting moment of painted sky sang by the Platters is dreamy. 
Fleeting

When I admire the wonder of a sunset or the beauty of the moon, my soul expands in worship of the Creator. ~Mahatma Gandhi

Bella Remy Photography of Hoof Beats and Foot Prints captured this dream picture and posted it in Weekly Photo Challenge: Fleeting.  I love the picture so much that Bella, with her generosity, sent me a print of this magnificent heavenly shades. 
This is the second time that Emily of Bella Remy Photography sent me her photography.  The first photo I received was a great Wise Owl I posted in Colour me happy 
With grateful heart, thank you, Emily.  Now the Owl will look good beside the painted sky. 
Emily’s site is full of happiness and I enjoy being there. Come, visit, join us and see for yourself. 
 
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We have been told

No greather Love
 We have been told
We’ve seen his face
and heard his voice
alive in our hearts.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Live in my love
I have seen his facewith all your heart
as the Father has loved me
so I have loved you.
 
 

Walk with me

 
I am the vine
you are the branches
And all who live in me
will bear great fruit.
 
 
 
 

Father's DayYou are my friends
if you keep my commands.
No longer slaves
I call you friends.

 
I love you
 
No greater love
is there than this
To lay down one’s life
for a friend.
 
 
 
 
 
  
You tube:  We have been told

Philippine Independence Day

Since the beginning of June, the Filipino community is celebrating the Philippine Independence. 
A brief background:  The Filipinos revolted against the Spanish in 1896;  followed with an outbreak of  war between Spanish and American.  With the help of Americans, Philippine gained its independence on June 12, 1898. 
In Vancouver, several venues were going on: 
Raising of the Philippine flag at the Vancouver City Hall
Raising the Flag

Raising the Flag

  
Waterfront Party for two days 
North Shore Waterfront

North Shore Waterfront

 
Traditional Dancing 

 
Traditional clothing 
Traditional Clothing

Traditional Clothing

 
Behind these pictures is the Paparazzi aka my brother and the mayor 

National Anthem – Filipino language with English translation 
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If you want to live life free

If you want your dream to be
Build it slow and surely
Small beginnings greater ends
Heart felt work go purely.

If you want to live life free
Take your time go slowly
Do few things but do them well
Simple joys are holy.

 Day by day, stone by stone
 Build your secrets slowly
 Day by day, you’ll grow too
 You’ll know heavens glory.

Francis of Assisi

On this day ~ June Monthly Peace: Peace at Home

The body I inhabit is my home.
Where ever I go,
home comes with me.  
~~ 0 ~~ 
Birds are singing sweet and low
From the trees that gently grow
Soft and soothing breezes blow
On this lovely day. 
To the meadows there go I
To wander as the butterfly
How the flowers please me eyes
On this lovely day. 
I wish it could be always
Life is easy on such a day
I wish this peace on everyone
On this lovely day. 
On this lovely day
I wish this peace on everyone
On this lovely day. 
Song from Brother Sun, Sister Moon ~ Francis of Assisi 
 
While you are proclaiming peace with your lips, be careful to have it even more fully in your heart ~ Francis of Assisi
 
 

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Let It Be

When I find myself in times of trouble

when my heart is  broken

in my hour of darkness

when the night is cloudy

Mother Mary comes to me

Speaking words of wisdom

Let It Be…

Mary and Jesus Indian style

A mosaic of Mary and Jesus
by Indian artist Balan is in the Matridham Ashram in Varanasi, India. 
Image by: Paul Jeffrey  Source: Women’s Division
 
 
 

 

Labour Pains

Make your own baby…. So says the husband of sibling #9.  Wow, I think I am now in the most wanted list in her family.  Must lie low for a while but sibling #9 is on my side.  Whew, I am saved.

Light bulb flashing … how do I make babies?

It’s easy to get pregnant but first I have to investigate and find out what it’s like to be in labour, ready to pop that baby.  For sure there are plenty in the internet who have tried and tested it all.

After watching these macho men going through labour pains, yikes, I think I’ll rescue more cats instead.  Thank you very much.

Courage of Ordinary People

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Every year, six ordinary people are awarded the Courage to Comeback Award.  The 2013 recipients are: Youth category is Lourenco:  Courage defined smiling teen Medical category is Cindy:  Rare congenital condition Addiction’s recipient is Thea:  Battle to get clean Mental Health … Continue reading

Not just for Mothers

Mother’s day does not make sense to anyone who is not a mother, like me for example.  But I always consider myself a mother because of caring for others.  When it comes to caring, then we should include anyone who loves. 
Now, the way to do this is play the music below, the lyric is all laid out for you to sing along.  You may want to look who is in the picture should you feel like it.  Enjoy. 
L is for the way you look at me
O is for the only one I see
V is very, very extraordinary
E is even more than anyone that you adore 
and 
Love is all that I can give to you
Love is more than just a game for two
Two in love can make it
Take my heart and please don’t break it
Love was made for me and you 
L is for the way you look at me
O is for the only one I see
V is very, very extraordinary
E is even more than anyone that you adore 
and 
Love is all that I can give to you
Love is more than just a game for two
Two in love can make it
Take my heart and please don’t break it 
Love was made for me and you 
Love was made for me and you
Love was made for me and you 

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                      M-O-T-H-E-R
“M” is for the million things she gave me,
O” means only that she’s growing old,
“T” is for the tears she shed to save me,
H” is for her heart of purest gold;
“E” is for her eyes, with love-light shining,
“R” means right, and right she’ll always be,
Put them all together, they spell

“MOTHER,”

A word that means the world to me.

Awareness, Awareness, Awareness

It’s all about awareness.  Be aware that you are not alone. 
There is nothing to be embarrassed about, no need to hide, hiding is futile.  Numerous people, even celebrities have declared to the whole world about how mental they are.  I do not suggest you to do the same.  The message that I want to impart is that there is help out there. 
Patty Duke wrote her memoir “The Brilliant Madness” is an excellent book how this illness became manageable.  Even William Styron wrote “Darkness Visible”, his memoir of madness.  They are both good reads. 
It’s Mental Health Week from May 6 to 12, 2013 in our community.  Let’s learn, talk, engage, reflect and be involved how we are affected by this disease.  The Canadian census states that one in every three Canadians will experience problems with their mental well-being.  That is a high ratio.  I hope they are wrong. 
So, I encourage you to be involved in your community especially to your loved ones.  Be open about it.  Mental illness is just as common as an ordinary headache or cold. 
Personally, I do not call this mental illness, I call it brain disease.  And that is another story.
 
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A Promise – A Vow

I made a promise – I vowed that one day, when Stacey had won her fight, when she was healthy again, when she was ready, I would ride with her in the Ride to Conquer Cancer which she never had a chance to complete. In December 2012, I received a text message from Stacey, which simply read: “Let’s do this!”I am looking for your support for one more ride on June 15, 2013 – to thank and support the doctors that saved my Dad, to help keep a promise to a friend, to help celebrate Stacey Olynyk’s victory over cancer and to help dedicate this ride to her twin sister Karen – inspired by her unimaginable strength, courage, bravery and fight.

Thanks for your support! “LET”S DO THIS!” ~~ Mike

Mike is my cousin and I am so proud of him.  I wrote about his dad when I started blogging titledLove and Valor”.  I also featured our Grandmother and his family (before he was born) in Mosaic of Cultures.

I received an e-mail from him tonight “ONLY 5 DAYS LEFT TO GO!”  Oh dear, here I go again, the greatest procrastinator of all.  I haven’t done anything in terms of supporting him.  I have until May 11.  Well, I thrive on pressure. 

It’s either I go to Victoria to cheer him and his team, go see my Aunt to buy some tickets, use the snail mail for the donation or donate on-line.  Too many choices.  I’ll sleep over it and tomorrow, with a fresh mind, I’ll decide. 

Without any further ado, my bragging rights.  Meet Mr. Mike Gonzalez and The Team Spaghetti Factory.  Let’s conquer CANCER! 

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May Monthly Peace ~ Peace is like a river….

Sit back, relax, breath in and out and let the music sink into your being as you watch the following Art that depicts peace.

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Peace be with you                                                  
Pax Tecum
Assalm Ayakhum
السلامعليكم
que la paix soit avec vous
שלוםלהיותאיתך
la pace sia con voi
мира будет с вами
สันติภาพจะอยู่กับคุณ
vrede zij met u
Friede sei mit dir
शांतितुम्हारेसाथहो
damai dengan Anda
平和はあなたと一緒に
pokój z wami
la paz sea con vosotros
和平与你同在
Barış seninle olsun
kapayapaan sa iyo
ειρήνη να είναι μαζί σας
amani na awe nanyi
امنآپکےساتھ
Rauha teille
 
 
 

Claws of Love

It’s  Feline Friday. 
Feline Friday is easy to do. All you have to do is post a picture of a cat on your website. It could be a photo of your pet cat, a LOL cat or a drawn picture. 
Grab the code and paste it on your page. 
Add a link to your cat page. 
(Note: You will be able to add your page link from 12:15 am (00:15) East Coast USA time on Friday to 11:55 pm (23:55) Sunday night

Act of Charity ~ Cat Kind

My cats eat more than I do and their food cost more than my grocery bill.  It’s so disconcerting when I spend so much money on wet food, then Maurice will take one sniff and walks away.  Cajoling, stroking or sweet talks does not work at all if he doesn’t like his supper. 
It’s really important to make them happy since they are my loving and loyal companion.  Should I have my own, of course, I will do the same.  Therefore, these cats are my “children”. 
Thank goodness, I found Henri, the “catherapist”.  I could learn a lot from him not to mention a few new language. 
Jouir de       =^.^=

Today is Your Birthday

When it comes to birthday celebrations, we celebrate with gusto even though the birthday celebrant is absent in body, however, we know the spirit is there.  
Yesterday, we celebrated Mother’s birthday but today is her official birthday.  Weekday is hard to get together due to school and work.  Should Mother still be alive, it will be her 93rd year.   
The most wonderful birthday celebration we did for Mother was when we gave her a surprise one.  We rented the church hall and invited her siblings and their children, family friends and anybody who knows Mother.  Mother has a big circle of friends and the hall was full.  To keep this as a big secret was a challenge but we succeeded.  Or maybe, Mother was just playing along so that we don’t get disappointed.  Well, it doesn’t matter, it was fun. 
What I remembered the most was this part. The grandchildren all came out bearing a rose to present to Mother.  Mother loves roses.  There must have been 14 little feet marching towards Mother.  It was delight to see how happy Mother seeing her precious grandchildren with a rose on hand.  Good times, good times. I treasure this memory.  
Apparently, we gave Mother a trophy. This part, slipped away from my memory.  Thanks to my niece, Nicole who remembers it and she has the trophy.  Ta-dah, here is Mother’s Trophy.  She celebrated her 70th year. 

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Mother, wherever you are, we thank you for the gift of life and we love you.  From your children and grandchildren.  
As for the birthday song, I play this for everybody.  Happy Birthday, Mother. 

On Children: April 2013 Monthly Peace

Children Learn What They Live

If a child lives with criticism, he learns to condemn
If a child lives with hostility, he learns to fight
If a child lives with fear, he learns to be apprehensive
If a child lives with pity, he learns to feel sorry for himself
If a child lives with ridicule, he learns to be shy
If a child lives with jealousy, he learns to feel guilt

BUT

If a child lives with tolerance, he learns to be patient
If a child lives with encouragement, he learns to be confident
If a child lives with praise, he learns to be appreciative
If a child lives with acceptance, he learns to love
If children live with approval, they learn to like themselves
If a child lives with honesty, he learns what truth is
If a child lives with fairness, he learns justice
If children live with recognition, they learn to have a goal
If children live with sharing, they learn to be generous
If a child lives with security, he learns to have faith in himself and those about him
If a child lives with friendliness, he learns the world is a nice place in which to live

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I’m trying to get back to the swing of things and that means back to the news.  

The news today is filled with April fool’s joke.  Even the coming election in May is a joke.  The re-introduction of PST (Provincial Sales Tax) from HST (Harmonized Sales Tax) is one massive joke.  We shall see how our economy will react to these changes in British Columbia. 

This video caught my attention.  It’s about WestJet, an airline industry.  I sure hope they are just pulling my legs, otherwise, I think I’ll just walk.  Oh, I didn’t mean to dismiss them that quick, this will be an opportunity for me to travel with Maurice and Lucy, my cats.  

YES!

 

We are Easter People

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This year will be extra special in celebrating Easter.  Not only that we are celebrating the real sense of Jesus’ resurrection; we, my family that is, will be celebrating our Mother’s 13th year of her death anniversary.  And it falls on Easter!

Being a Catholic, we are Easter People.  We celebrate death filled with hope that we will be resurrected and finally be where we are supposed to be; with God the Father, God the Son and God the Holy Spirit; and with all the Saints and choirs of Angels.

Sister #5 asked me to write something about Mother.  As much as I want to, Sister #2 mentioned that she wants to write about her journey and Mother.  With that thought in mind, I declined because I don’t want to steal my sister’s thunder.

Instead, I compiled some pictures and memorabilia that I can find for the family to look at.  This is a good place for safekeeping for now because my notes are all over the place and I tend to throw or give away pictures.  Maybe, just maybe, I will gradually write something about this.

My readers, I wish you ALL a Blessed Easter and here are some of the ways of the Easter People.  If you are not a Catholic, replace the last item according to your belief system.

  •        Cling to the people who love you
  •        Remember who you are
  •        Don’t wait for the other shoe to drop
  •        Bring joy to the world
  •        Breathe in the Holy Spirit

 

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Hello ~ Goodbye ~ Hello

Good things do come to an end.  
When the journey is over, we all have good intentions to keep in touch.  Parting words such as:
  • Come and visit me in the island
  • Let’s e-mail one another
  • Here’s my phone number and let’s chin wag
The common response is “Sure, Lets”.  
Listening to all these parting words, maybe just maybe, I could be wrong.  Having been a pilgrim, experience dictates it’s not going to happen.  So I thought, give chance a chance. 
I did keep in touch via e-mail, group e-mail.  I sent out birthday wishes, prayer cards, and Advent reflection.  All good in the beginning and bit by bit, silence.  There is still hope for there was still one person who wants to remain.  I was asked if I’m still in touch with the group.  No, my response, you are the last person standing. 
Keeping a real friendship when one is a pilgrim, one has to be aware what the real motive is behind.  We may be brothers and sisters in Christ, there’s always an ulterior motive.  My motive is clear that I remain faithful to my pilgrim progress, no strings to bind but to my faith. 
In the end the last person standing found a better offer for I am waiting this to happen since I played cupid between them.  Ah, love.  I am so happy for both of them. 
So, how do you say Goodbye? Facetiously, I say see you in the next life.  In reality, say so long and let them go.  Knowing too well the price to pay for being fully human and alive when saying goodbye, it’s emotive.  And the real answer is blowing in the wind. 
There are questions and the common ones are what did you buy and did you take pictures.  Of course, I went shopping, that’s part of the itinerary.  Tourist is herded like cows and dropped them off to a shopping centre.  Pictures? Sure, faceless ones are great and photos that speak the divine but they are elusive.  
To keep the economy going, one has to buy the obligatory group picture.  The professional photographers work so hard for the tourist industry and I am very supportive of them, even I detest having to pose.  Besides, I only look at this picture once and stored away.  
So here goes, nothing.  If you can guess where this picture is taken and which post I mentioned this place, I will send you the original.  The first correct answer, wins. 
And YES. I am in the picture!
Pilgrims 2012
Pilgrims 2012
 
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Are you telling the truth?

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Liar, liar pants on fire.  
We lie big time and we started lying since an early age of 2 or 3.  And how did we learn to lie.  From the adults, of course.  And who are those adults?  Our parents, uncles and aunties, teachers, nannies, to name a few are the best teachers. 
I’m guilty, too.  I lie to save face or avoid punishment.  So do children.  And the evidence is on this video.  Enjoy! 
 
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Bells are ringing

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It’s wonderful to be woken up by the bells of Fatima first thing in the morning.  From the balcony of our hotel room, I could see the steeple of the Cathedral.  Every hour, the bell chimes the song of El … Continue reading

Brain Freeze

This week at work is challenging, more meetings than I am used to and the week is not even over.  One more day of work, another meeting to look forward to.  
I need to rest my brain. 
When all things fail due to brain freeze, I entertain myself by visiting the kids Facebook. 
Facebook, I mean FACEbook.  I’ve never seen so much faces of the kids in my entire life.  There are postings from Instagram, Iphone, Ipad and all those “I” that I am unfamiliar.  What I am familiar of is YouTube. 
This came from Lucy’s Facebook.  Enjoy. 

Recount 40 days

According to my count, there are 13 days left out of 40 days of Lent.  Easter is on March 31 that is more than 13 days from today!  Well, not only that I have thought so much about bacon, my mind cannot count either. 
To cite an example, I was reading other post and I came across with this picture.Little pig
Yummy… so I commented to the post. 
Seeker:  bacon
Response:  BACON!!! 
Uh-oh… I think I am in trouble here.  How am I supposed to respond to this?  The person on the other side does not know the history behind bacon.  This person sounded annoyed with all that exclamation points.  Okay, I am exaggerating, there was only one exclamation. 
Think, thank, and thump on the head.  A little bit of tact will go a long way.  So I replied back. 
Seeker:  Exactly!  Have you ever heard of Chris P. Bacon?  The luckiest pig alive ever! 
Response:  Oh the little pig on wheels. That is some pig! 
Whew … saved by a pig. 
For those who wants to know the story of Chris P. Bacon, here’s the link The joke is oink me.  
I was speaking with Sister #6 about 40 days of lent and explained to her my dilemma.  Apparently, weekends are excluded during Lent.  I stand corrected.  Knowing that, I can now eat bacon on weekends, happy dance.  Hooray, I can go to ABC Restaurant this weekend and eat all the bacon that I missed out.  Another save. 
Thank you Scott’s little pig for allowing me to use your post as a reference material.

Daily Affirmation

On a lighter side of life, I found this in FaceBook.  Hope you’ll enjoy it as much as I did. 
 
One Minute Meditation
“What shall I do to love my neighbor?”
“Stop hating yourself.”
The disciple pondered those words long and seriously and came back to say, “But I love myself too much, for I am selfish and self-centered. How do I get rid of that?”
“Be friendly to yourself and your self will be contented and it will set you free to love your neighbor.”
                                                     Anthony de Mello, S.J.
 
MORSEL:
The more faithfully you listen to the voice within you, the better you will hear what is sounding outside. And only she who listens can speak. — Dag Hammarskjold

I love Paris

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There is so much to see other than coming here on a spiritual journey following the footsteps of ordinary folks who became a legend because of their simple devotion and being of service.  We visited Notre Dame Cathedral the second … Continue reading

Gifts of Hope

A homeless 13-year-old Filipino won a very prestigious award for his commitment to improving the lives of fellow street kids. Cris “Kesz” Valdez, who lived off a trash dump and slept in an open tomb for the majority of his childhood, was awarded last year’s International Children’s Peace Prize in The Hague on September 19, 2012. 
 
Gifts of Hope
For his seventh birthday, Kesz didn’t want any presents for himself. Instead, he wanted to give something to other street children: Gifts of Hope. That same year, Kesz started his own organization, Championing Community Children, aimed at giving street children hope and showing them that they can take their future into their own hands. Every week, he and his friends go to underprivileged communities to teach children about hygiene, food and children’s rights. He even takes things a step further, by teaching children how to teach each other. He has so far helped more than 10,000 children in his local area.   Source:  International Childrens Peace Prize. 
Kesz was presented with the prize by Desmond Tutu.  According to Desmond Tutu, Kesz is a deserving and inspiring example of “a new voice for the voiceless”. 
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These Feet are made for walking – Forward

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My feet are being pampered tonight with Ya-Ya Sisterhood, Foot Spa Party.      Looking forward, October 2013 as planned, these feet will be walking The Way.  The ball is now rolling since my vacation is approved, signed up with Walkers’ … Continue reading

Gotta have heart (34)

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The next destinations after Lourdes were Ars and Paray Le Monial.   It was a beautiful drive.  We were back to normal, no feud amongst the pilgrims and singing in the bus as if we were school children.  First stop was … Continue reading

The nominees are: drum roll please…

Where would this writing take me?  It has taken a life of its own.  For some readers, it shined on them. 
Thank you gegebearbear of Two Rights Attempting To Make A Left for giving me the Shine On Award. 
“To me this award is for the blogs that shine, make you feel good and are inspiring to the reader. The blogosphere is a large place and there are so many blogs out there that deserve this.”
 1. Nominate 15 blogs, as well as recommend notable blogs that tickle your fancy.
2. I believe there were some questions to be answered, but I’m not sure. So, I plan to skip this part.
Today is a sunny day and it’s a good day to nominate writers who lifted up my spirits and bring out the goodness on me: 
 
The Shine On Award requires you to nominate other blogs To Enjoy Posting this Award on Their Own Blogs( list of 15 is below) and suggest other blogs that tickle my fancy.
The nominees are: (not necessarily in this order)
1.    mischievouseyez of my thoughts my life
2.   bellaremy of Hoof Beats and Foot Prints
3.   tkmorin of Bite Size Canada
4.    sakura and me of depressionexists
5.    layasna of Unfamous Diary of Pulubing Turista
6.   wileyschmidt of Wiley’s Wisdom
7.   prettywitgla33 of My life as a teen in college……
8.   Patricia of Today, I think…
9.   carldagostino of I Know I Made You Smile
10. grandmalin of Breathing Space
11. katecrimmins of Views and Mews by Coffee Kat
12. nrhatch of  Spirit Lights The Way
13. michelle w. of Daily Prompt
14. mroh of Comic Soul
15. mysoresoul of Photography, Pain and Life
And since the questions are missing after a thorough research about The Shine on Award, I decided to start one.  Just only one.  Tell us one thing about you. 
My answer is:  There’s always a song in my head and this song is for you all. 
 
Shine on.  Pax tecum, Seeker. 
P.S.  Please ensure that you notify your nominees.

One Love, One Heart

On the way home last night, I went to Church for Lenten blessing.  It’s just like Christmas on Ash Wednesday.  It was a crowded service.  I can only assume we came to Church to be redeemed and be forgiven for all the “sins” we have committed in our thoughts, words and deeds. 
I went to be reminded that I am a mere mortal being, impermanent on this Earth and to receive the sign on my forehead.  This sign is given by the Priest.  He dipped his thumb in an ash, made a sign of the cross on my forehead and told me “Remember that you are dust, and to dust you shall return.”  This line is derived from the story of how God made Adam, from a pile of dirt. Then I went home with a dirt mark while people stare at me with puzzled look.  And I just smiled. 
Meditating while walking and what came up to mind is the heart.  Is the heart the most important part of the body?  How come I have only one heart?  I have two hands, feet, eyes, lungs, ears; a pair of lungs, left and right hemisphere of the brain, etc.  It must be valentines, I brush off my thoughts. 
It’s a good thing that they came up with Valentine’s Day to distract people from the history of Valentine.  Personally, it’s my father’s death anniversary.  We will have a Celebration of Life but I won’t be able to make it due to work obligations.  I know, it’s only once a year.  Father will understand.  I do keep him in my prayers. 
My offering to you for Valentines is this heart: 
St. Francis of Assis

St. Francis of Assisi

Peace be with you.  Seeker

A Song, A Book, My Name

Funny (not funny ha-ha) asking me that question.  I just finished watching the DVD of Pilgrim’s Progress: Journey to Heaven.  It’s a modern adaptation of John Bunyan’s beloved classic tale. 
Pilgrim’s song is a song that is constantly humming in my head.  I grew up with this song and I love the lyrics.  Pilgrim Progress is a required reading at school, a literally tale written by John Bunyan when he was imprisoned.   Perpetua is my second name. 
I found the lyrics after coming from a pilgrimage at All Roads Lead Home.

 Pilgrim’s song

Man is lonely by birth.
Man is only a pilgrim on earth.
Born to be king, time is but a temporary thing,
only on loan while on earth.

Like the wind in the tree,
man has been rather reckless and free.
Thrown far and wide, we long to settle down beside
the stream flowing through eternity.

Like the grass on the lawn,
we will pass by the way and be gone.
A lesson to learn, we walk but once there’s no return.
Time is always moving on.

Man is longing for One,
for a song and a place in the sun,
a home up above where ev’ry day is lived in love, for
rest when the journey is done.

 

A reminder that I am pushing the Pause Button in Daily Prompt as mentioned in my post Forty Days and Forty Nights.  Until then, care take of your sweet self.

Thank you for asking Daily Prompt All About Me.
 
Pax Tecum.  Perpetua

Fat Tuesday – New Orleans Style

Who says Nuns don’t know how to have fun.  In fact, they are truly human, truly alive. 
A group of us went to New Orleans for Mardi Gras French word for Fat Tuesday. We stayed at the Convent of the Cenacle.  We happened to know one of the Nuns and we invited ourselves to stay.  In this huge retreat house, we were the only guest.  I suppose everybody was partying at Bourbon Street. 
In the company of nuns, we had so much laughter shared during meal time.  I remember we cooked up a storm for them in thanksgiving for having us.  A priest was the only token male and his dog.  The religious order told us their stories prior to their vows.  One was engaged to be married.  But she was “called” by Someone and said Yes.  That was her turning point and she embraced the religious order. 
Fat Tuesday is one gigantic party in New Orleans.  It was an eye opener to be in this crowd, catching beads, street dancing, women flashing, men mooning, drinking on the street and x-rated activities.  It was a hoot, no pun intended. There were so many beads thrown at our directions.  And carrying it around my neck was heavy.  As for photos to show off, they are censored. 
The best part was live jazz music all over town. 
 
And another video that I found what was it like walking along the French Quarter. 
 I recommend that you put this in your bucket list.  It’s fun.

Show and Tell

This is in response to Daily Prompt: Teachable Moment. You have to learn a new skill. Do you prefer to read about it, watch someone else does it, hear someone describe it, or try it yourself? 
From time to time, at work, we are cross trained and switch duties.  
At the beginning of this year, I switched duties with someone in our team.  As for teachable moments, all of the above is how I learn.  Just reading the “how to manual of procedures” doesn’t cut it, because the manual is written after the fact that it has been tried. 
Even people in higher level, when I explain a certain process to them, I’m asked “show me”.  If nobody shows me the proper process, I am bound to make mistakes at work.  And I could easily say “not my fault, I wasn’t trained or nobody told me”.  I dislike saying this statement; therefore, all of the above.  Show and tell; then read the manual. 
I just remembered a beautiful poem about when children learn and here it is: 
Children Learn What They Live 
If a child lives with criticism, he learns to condemn
If a child lives with hostility, he learns to fight
If a child lives with fear, he learns to be apprehensive
If a child lives with pity, he learns to feel sorry for himself
If a child lives with ridicule, he learns to be shy
If a child lives with jealousy, he learns to feel guilt
BUT
If a child lives with tolerance, he learns to be patient
If a child lives with encouragement, he learns to be confident
If a child lives with praise, he learns to be appreciative
If a child lives with acceptance, he learns to love
If children live with approval, they learn to like themselves
If a child lives with honesty, he learns what truth is
If a child lives with fairness, he learns justice
If children live with recognition, they learn to have a goal
If children live with sharing, they learn to be generous
If a child lives with security, he learns to have faith in himself and those about him
If a child lives with friendliness, he learns the world is a nice place in which to live 
WITH WHAT IS YOUR CHILD LIVING
 

Source: Circle of Moms

 

R.U.L.E.S – Blog for Peace February 2013

In my site, there is no badge on Bloggers for Peace because I did not join.  I mentioned to Kozo, if it’s okay to write just about it.  Request accepted.  
I am not much of a joiner, follower or a member of any kind of organization.  I am not even a registered member of the church I go to.  The reason being, my belief is we are all One Body, One Mind.   By default, I am a member, no need to sign up. 
Whew, now I have said, I feel peaceful. Ah…. 
A few years ago, I volunteered as a Big Sister for one of the students at False Creek Elementary School.  My little sister’s name is Megan.  We were sisters for at least three years. 
What I want to touch upon is how I valued the school’s R.U.L.E.S.  It stands for:
R – Respect
U – Understanding
L – Learning
E – Education
S – Safety
The school has a Code of Behaviour: Keeping our school safe, healthy, happy and a productive place to learn. These are basic rules that elementary students understand.  It is a basic training on growing up as a future peacemaker. 
I remember when I was in elementary, we were taught Good Manners and Right Conduct in a public school.  The title of the program is different from today’s education but in essence it’s the same principle.
Since religion is not part of the curriculum in a public school, it teaches peace and compassion.  Recently, I received an e-newsletter about children’s choir.  I’ve asked for permission if it’s okay to share it. Request granted. 
In my own personal opinion, we have to teach peace early to our children.  I don’t have any children.  Megan, my little sister, was the only child I became closed to at the school and we had so much fun in our peaceful ways. 
Here’s the video of the children singing just one candle for peace.
 
And here is my candle for everyone.
 What does it take to be peaceful articles:
Love is the answer
A call to service

First name basis

The Filipino way, most people’s first name is Maria.  There are so many Maria’s in our family, me included.  However, we don’t use our first name.  I use my second name.  My only wish is I wish I wasn’t named Maria. 
The trouble started not in my childhood.  It started when I came to Canada.  
The officers saw how long my name is, they started using Maria.  Employers did the same thing, Maria.  Well, I felt there is no use in contradicting them since they are having a hard time pronouncing the name.  
When I say my second name, the common response is, Huh?  How do you spell that?  P as in Peter, E as in Eve, R as in Richard, P as in Peter (again), E as in Eve (again), T as in Tom, U as in Uranus, A as in Apple.  Perpetua.  What? Petula?  Never mind, call me Maria.  The names that I just called out, they understand, but not my name. 
As for being Maria, oh the trouble I go.  Maria seems to be a troubled name.  People started singing “How do you solve a problem like Maria”.  Sound’s familiar? 
It was only in 2010 that I decided once and for all, I will use my name that I am accustomed to hearing.  Perpetua it is.  Again, my colleagues of 13 years, they kept on calling me Maria.  Sorry, folks, I am not responding to that! 
So here I am, as a Canadian Maria, signing and dancing to the Sound of Music. 
 This is in response to Daily Prompt: Childhood.  Come and join us, it will make you sing.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Home

These cats, Maurice and Lucy, are rescued and I gave them a home. 
Maurice and Lucy waiting for me to join them in bed

Maurice and Lucy waiting for me to join them in bed

The balcony is a dining room for the hummingbirds.
Feeder for the hummers in my  balcony

Feeder for the hummers in my balcony

 I don’t have a heart to clear the garden because the spider just weaved it’s home 
Spider's home in my garden

Spider’s home in my garden

 As for me this song, will say all about what I think of home

Forty Days and Forty Nights

I am preparing myself for Fat Tuesday, Feb 12, 2013.  After that, it will be 40 days and 40 nights of Lenten season in the Christian world. 
During this period, I will  focus on Pilgrim’s Progress; series of short stories of  my experience with a spiritual twist.  A period of cogitation, contemplation and vegetation; not necessarily in this order.  And of course, there will be humour.  For my God has a sense of humour.  He created me! 
Daily Prompt has to be sacrificed in order for me to pay attention to my spiritual needs. I am pressing the Pause Button.  Should these stories touch a few nerves or spark your divinity, the responsibility is yours on how to act on it. 
I will miss the daily fun and mostly I will miss the interaction with you as a community.  At any rate, there is a time for everything.  With the help of Patricia of day of grace, I feel peaceful about this decision.  This is a I calling, a prompting mentioned in my About page. 
This time is God’s time.  
With love and prayers, Perpetua aka seeker. 
 
One Minute Meditation:
The Master gave his teaching in parables and stories, which his disciples listened to with pleasure and occasional frustration, for they longed for something deeper. The Master was unmoved.  To all their objections he would say, “You have yet to understand, my dears, that the shortest distance between a human being and Truth is a story.”  Another time he said, “Do not despise the story.  A lost gold coin is found by means of a penny candle; the deepest truth is found by means of a simple story.” – Anthony de Mello, SJ 
MORSEL: 
People travel to wonder at the height of the mountains, at the huge waves of the seas, at the long course of the rivers, at the vast compass of the ocean, at the circular motion of the stars, and yet they pass by themselves without wondering. – St. Augustine of Hippo
 
 
 

Have You Hug Someone Today?

If you haven’t here’s a hug for ALL {{{WordPress users}}}. 
And for your entertainment for the rest of the day.  I promise I’ll leave you alone for I’m going out to check the garden and play with the hummingbirds.  
Year 2010 in balcony

Year 2010 in balcony

 Until then…. 
 
 
 
 
 

Mother Earth

I love Mother Earth and for this reason I became an activist in so many ways. 
Indulge me on this one: carbon footprints, zero mile diet, recycling, bike to work, think green, nature of things, save the children, etc. 
To put things in perspective, I cannot save the whole world.  I know I can do one thing for myself and Mother Earth.  I gave up my freedom to fully go where ever I go, when I want.  My car. 
This decision was a difficult one.  In order for me to make a decision, I always think “two things”, a choice.  Asking myself what do I want to give up in order to make a positive impact to Mother Earth and humanity:  Cigarettes or Car = 2Cs. I have divulged this information about me in my post about Pilgrims Progress and Flawed: Guilty. 
Listing the pros and cons, they are both cons.  What about the lesser of two evils, they are both evils.  What is easier?  Car it is.  
What made me choose the car?  The pollution: all that carbon in the air that is killing the plants and animals.  Greenhouse effect is what the scientists call it.  The oil and gas industry is a greedy corporate industry.  Think of Athabasca Tar Sands that is happening in Canada.  Oh, don’t get me going on this Daily Prompt.  My blood is boiling at this minute early in the morning. 
People are so righteous when it comes to smoking, even the government. When people see me smoke, I hear nasty remarks and poor attitudes, they are holier than thou.  I ask them: Do you drive a car?  Huh? is their response.  What does car got to do with cigarettes?  Do you have time to listen to me while I smoke in front of you?  No, is the response.  Then stay away from me and keep on walking.  I am killing myself when it comes to smoking, I know that.  You have no idea what I gave up for Mother Earth! 
There’s one less car now in Vancouver.  Mine. 
This is in response to Daily Prompt: Global.  Come and join us, it’s fun.
 

Little Things Mean a Lot

As I sip my coffee this morning, I looked around taking stock of what little that I have in my sanctuary.  I have already shared with you how small Room 306 is in my previous post. 
Come to think about it, there are a few items that are irreplaceable that has so much memories attached to it.  Little things mean a lot that money cannot buy. 
Mother kept this one and only letter that I wrote to her when I was just a mere child.  I only found this when we were going through her belongings when she died.  I should really move this to the bank’s safety deposit box. 
There is a pencil sketch of me that another pilgrim did, he was a Franciscan priest.  I was actually surprised when he called me to sit for him.  Hmm… my dirty mind working.  Mea culpa, he meant well. 
A cutting of the “bamboo plant”, Mother started this as single piece of stick.  Now it has grown big, bloomed and I have given away some cuttings for others.  This is the “Mother” plant.  But then again, how am I going to carry this out. 
I have an altar that has a couple of items that belongs to Mother; they are antiques of Madonna, Our Lady of Perpetual Help and Our Lady of Lourdes.  Mother has a devotion to Our Lady. 
Finally, I want to keep Mother’s fur coat.  I know, fur coat is now passé.  Wearing this occasionally makes me feel the warmth of Mother’s arms around me. 
Wishful thinking in response to Daily Prompt: Burnt.  Come and join us, it’s fun.

Spread the Word

The word is Acceptance. 
It doesn’t take too much to become excited when it comes to children of the world especially the students. 
The evening news the other night caught my attention and I immediately went on Global TV on-line to get the link.  Shared it on my Face Book and the next thing, my friends are commenting and sharing the video.  The video has now gone viral according to the news. 
First thing I did at work was shared this to my peers.  And Diana responded saying that her daughter is somewhere in that news.  Oh gee, Diana, tell me more.  Not much to tell because she did not attend Hockey Night in Canada.
I am very proud of these young generations for having the courage to dance in the largest crowd and wear pink to promote Anti-Bullying. It’s coming up soon next month, February.  I am not so sure of the exact date.
School is not just all about studying, the Board also teaches the kids the basic of life so that they may learn to be compassionate, kind, loving to any a few.  I am hoping these students will create a peaceful generation.Enjoy the video and here’s the Global TV News link should you want to read all about it.
 
 Global TV BC – Vancouver School Kids Stage Anti-Bullying Flash Mob at a Giant’s Game. 

Stormy weather

This brings up too many memories of “voyage of the seven days” from the island to mainland when I was growing up in the Philippines.  Back and forth, can’t remember how many times.  And the stormy weather is not good for your stomach, I must say.  As a little girl, it was fun to ride the waves. 
We lived in one of the 7001 islands, Davao City, and the mainland is Manila City.  In order for the older siblings to have higher education, they have to be shipped out to Mainland.  Sometimes, I go with them, sometimes I stayed with Mother in the Island. 
The rest is history.
Source: Cafepress.ca

Source: Cafepress.ca

 
May I be excused in reading Wikipedia.  I’d rather be with Rod Stewart. 
 
 
This is in response to Daily Prompt: Shipwrecked.  Come and join us, it’s fun.
 

Life of Contradiction

If a picture can paint a thousand words

Then why can’t I paint you.

Picasso drawing by Carl D'Agostino

Picasso drawing by Carl D’Agostino

 Experimentation With Copy Art by Carl D’Agostino

 
Life of Contradiction – A Poem
 
One stormy night
In the middle of the day
Two dead boys
Stood up and fight
Back to back
They faced each other
They drew their swords
And shot each other
 
I don’t know where this poem came from but I memorized it way back when I was in elementary.  I loved it so much that when I start thinking of so many ifs in life, I play this like a broken record.  I guess I have mastered the Life of Contradiction. 
I am happy the way I am, no need to be a master of anything when I can’t even be a master in this School of Life. 
 
This is in response to Daily Prompt: Skills.  Come and join us, it’s fun.

A Call to Service – On Peace

As part of human process, there are times it’s difficult to have an inward peaceful disposition.  If that is the case, for me, I look up to others and listen to what they are communicating to me. 
I listened to JFK’s famous Inaugural Address.  It was on this day, January 20, 1961.  And I quote “And so, my fellow Americans: ask not what your country can do for you—ask what you can do for your country.” courtesy of Britannica.  To hear it, click on JFK delivering his inaugural Address. 
This speech is equally applicable to all nations, not just USA. 
I played this over and over to truly deeply understand based on my upbringing and personal belief.  I zeroed in on words that are meaningful to me: 
  • Prophet summons us
  • Call to Service
  • For all mankind
  • Rejoicing in hope, patience and tribulation
And I translate these to:
           God Calls me to be of Service For All Mankind.
           Rejoicing in hope with patience even in times
           of tribulation.
With this in mind, I part you with a Peace Prayer of Saint Francis of Assisi.  He was just a man whom the Prophet Called him to be of Service for All Mankind, always rejoicing the Glory of God. 
Peace Prayer

Peace Prayer

 To listen to the melody play the YouTube.  It was recorded at the birthplace of Francesco in Assisi. Italy. 
 
 
Related Links:
Britannica.com: John F. Kennedy
Biography of Francesco di Bernadone born on 1181 by Wikipedia
Huffington post by: Bansi Kara – A Prayer for Teachers
St. Francis, Friend of Muslim Sultan of Babylon
Notes on Peace by Seeker
Delicate minds about being Peacemakers
World Peace Conference – Culture of Peace by Louise Diamond
We Can Make A Difference-Right Here, Right Now by Kozo
January Post for Peace by Grandmalin
B4Peace – Love thy Neighbor by sarahneeve
Peace be with you today and all days by Tracy
Bloggers4Peace -Everyday Gurus

I’ll Be Watching You

Excuse me Dear DP, I know today is Sunday, church day for me.  Are you a Priest who wants to hear my confession and absolve my sins?  I feel like I am in a confessional box today. 
I Plead the Fifth.
Seriously, we are talking about deadly sins here.  It’s scary enough that we are constantly under surveillance.  Even public washroom have signs “I’ll be watching you”. By the way, this song is a stalker’s song. Gee, even in the washroom, there is no privacy. 
Talking about watching, I’ll use a softer word: notice.  After Sunday mass, I get so hungry after the service.  You know, that lengthy sermon that one makes you hungry.  Sister #4 and I bee line to the nearest restaurant once a month.  I notice restaurants have cameras, too. 
Here’s a restaurant called Char Grilled and they offer the best T-shirts.  The site of  CharGrilled.
 
DP Jan 20, 2013 chargrilled
 
In answer to your post, not biting on this one.  Thank you very much. 
One Minute Meditation:
To a disciple who was forever complaining about others the Master said, “If  it is peace you want, seek to change yourself, not other people.  It is easier to protect your feet with slippers than to carpet the whole of the earth.”    Anthony de Mello, 
SJMORSEL:    The paradox of control is simple. The more we try to control life, the less control we have.   –Joan Borysenko, Ph.D. 
This is in response to Daily Prompt: Rule Breaking.  Come and join us, it’s fun.

next is the brain

Charity begins at home
My heart is the best organ of my body, next is the brain
The best garden booster, Black Earth Soil
There are seven energy centres in our body which is called “Chakras”.  When I meditate, what is best for me is to connect the point in my head (brain) with my heart (home). 

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The heart is for compassion, the brain is for intuition.
And here’s a song  I’m always going home.


This is in response to Daily Prompt: Free Association. It’s fun, come and join us.

Monday’s Peace News Captured on Video

Share is the word I instill on the children in order for them to become giving or eventually selfless when they grow up.  Share your toys, share your food, share your clothes, and more sharing. 
One thing I have noticed ever since I joined the computer age is the “share” button.  The feeling of “I think it’s not so bad being to be in this age after all.”  I happen to like sharing and giving. 
I re-opened my Facebook account this year because I feel left out.  My family and relatives are now all connected in Face Book.  My intention is to make this site active to share my faith and to keep the faith alive in our family. 
One day my nephew shared a YouTube about “the good in people were captured on video”.  Isn’t that wonderful?  I love good news. 
And now it’s my turn to pass it on to you to spread Peace on Earth.  It will be the best 1:36 minutes of your Monday. 
  
More good news:  God loves you.
On this day, 1783 Peace of Paris was ratified.
In closing:
Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you.
Not as the world gives do I give it to you.
Do not let your hearts be troubled or afraid. ~   John 14:27
In response to Daily Prompt: Ripped from the Headline:  click here for details
 
Related Articles / Links
Delicate minds about being Peacemakers
We Can Make A Difference-Right Here, Right Now by Kozo
January Post for Peace by Grandmalin
B4Peace – Love thy Neighbor by sarahneeve
Peace be with you today and all days by Tracy
Bloggers4Peace -Everyday Gurus
World Peace Conference – Culture of Peace by Louise Diamond

This Is Your Life – eBooks

“If you could read a book containing all that has happened and will ever happen in your life, would you? If you choose to read it, you must read it cover to cover.” 
Just don’t feel writing what book that would be, today.  I can only imagine the book will be a Trilogy like Lord of the Rings.  That’s how sometimes I picture myself in book form.  There will be no ending. Fourth booking coming soon. Furthermore, it will be an eBook form. 
Instead let me share this beautiful video which I would prefer to call “Where on Earth is Matt?” instead of “Where the Hell is Matt?”  I find it uplifting. 
Hoping you will enjoy it as much as I did.  Have a good day, everyone. 
In keeping with his doctrine that nothing be taken too seriously, not even his own teachings, the Master loved to tell this story on himself:
“My very first disciple was so weak that the exercises killed him.
My second disciple drove himself crazy from his earnest practice of the  exercises I gave him.
My third disciple dulled his intellect through too much contemplation.
But the fourth managed to keep his sanity.” 
“Why was that?” someone would invariably ask. 
“Possibly because he was the only one who refused to do the exercises.” 
The Master’s words would be drowned in howls of laughter.
Anthony de Mello, SJ
MORSEL:    The teacher is like the candle which lights others in consuming itself. ~  Giovanni Ruffini (1807-1881)

DP: Helpless – Lost Generation

 “Helplessness: that dull, sick feeling of not being the one at the reins. When did you last feel like that –- and what did you do about it?”
It’s now day three that I am under the weather.
I am so sick and tired of being sick with coughing, sneezing and dull achy feeling.  Living alone does not help.  I feel so alone in this world.  I want my mommy.
The weather is uncooperative.  It has been raining for a week now, cold miserable winter day.  I am so bored all cooped up at home.  It’s so depressing looking at the weather.  I want the Sun.
Be patient.  This too shall pass.  It’s hard to be patient being sick with colds.  I know I’m not the only one suffering with this blooming cold.  I caught this from commuting, from work, from who knows.  No point of blaming.  I just have to have a lot of patience.  Where can I buy patience?
What am I going to do about?  I will cook more chicken noodle soup, cuddle up with my cats and a dose of hope from the Lost Generation.
 

DP: My Favorite – Click

“What’s the most time you’ve ever spent apart from your favorite person?  Tell us about it.” 
Apart?  I would rather reminisce the wonderful time we spent together.  Also, I have so many favorites. 
 
For example on Christmas time, my nephew I call “Jude Law” because he looks like “Jude Law” exclaimed on the top of his voice, in front of cousins, that he is my favorite.  Oh-oh … the third generations turned their eyes towards me.  If looks could kill, daggers being thrown at me and one said, I thought I am your favorite!  BASTED!  
When I have a one and one with my nephew or niece, I tell them, how’s my favorite?  I guess, for the younger generations, it has to be “one and only”.  Now, how can I teach them a lesson in life? 
There is one person that I see twice or three times a year: her birthday, my birthday and/or Christmas.  Heaven forbid, when there’s death in the family.  My childhood friend.  The minute we look at each other, we started giggling as if we were still in elementary days.  That’s just the chemistry we have.  We always laugh and giggle.  Even though we’ve gone through a lot of upheavals, we still manage to see the beauty in life, smile and then laugh. 
The last time we spent time together was on my birthday.  The way we Filipinos celebrate our birthday, we throw a party, at our expense.  We do not wait for anyone to remember our birthday.  I’m the only person on this world who would remember my birthday, so don’t expect them to remember it.  This way, no hard feelings, should they forget about it. 
Lunch on me I said to BFF.  Photo, please, as we asked the waitress.  “Are you sure you want me to take this picture? the waitress said.”  Yes, please, by complying with our wishes, we will reward you with more than 20% tip.  Click!
Happy Birthday to me - 2012

Happy Birthday to me – 2012