The Blessed Life

I will never know the extent of pain another individual is experiencing.  I will not be able to comprehend it even though I think I know what pain means academically.  For me to say 'Yes, I understand' is not a true statement. I may be able to relate to the feeling but does my perception do?  What I feel is empathy.  Empathy is not the same as feeling the pain.  As is, when a person says he or she is in pain, it can be more than just the physical sensation.  It is also emotional, mental and even spiritual. It is a fact that I may not truly grasp the full extent and intensity of the pain others feel.  And, I will never do.  It shall be my ego intellect that thinks I understand it. Emotions are personal.  Two people who are feeling hurt, for example, experience hurt differently.  Two people going through grief react in two different manners.  Two sorrowful individuals have varied levels of sorrow. Instead of saying 'Yes, I understand and feel you', I should say 'I hea

Where there is a will, there shall be a way.  It depends on how much determination do I have inside of me wanting to achieve for that something.  Should that something mean a lot to me, I will always find a way to accomplish it regardless of any obstacles. Everything there is here on Mother Earth is up for grab.  The Universe is infinite with plenty of abundance.  Anything and everything is possible.  There are no limits to what I can accomplish except the limits I place on my own thinking. It is the way I think that makes it impossible.  The mind can be full of doubts.  Doubt will not turn everything to work.  When there is even the slightest doubt, there shall be lack of conviction to perform.  Doubt gives the feeling of uncertainty about the truth. Khalil Gibran says 'Doubt is a pain too lonely to know that faith is his twin brother'.  I must learn to doubt my doubts, and throw them away, before I doubt about faith.  The sky is the limit and I should never doubt the divine l

Behind those tears is a heart that cries.  A heart that is longing for the emotions of love to be in a state of being.  A heart that desperately yearning for love, unconditional love, in action. Behind those tears is the story of trauma.  The trauma that has paralyzed growth to take place.  An event that buries the sense of security.  A happening that leaves scars where hope is lost. Behind those tears is a feeling of sorrow.  A human sadness that screams for human connection, compassion and understanding. Behind those tears lies the desire for connectedness.  The longing for loving interaction and the wish for better ways to live. Behind those tears is the expression of joy.  The deep peace of being one with divinity.  Every step closer to the Divine brings joy and, hopefully, less tears in the great ocean of human history. In this world full of pleasure so frail, I will let my tears build the courage to live.  Let the tears feel that life is worth living.  Let them have positive rela

Sometimes all that I can do is to let love speak with my tears.  To have these tears to bring in the joy and peace within me.  Tears will lead me to a place filled with serenity and tranquility. Tears are signs of happiness, sadness, fear or gratitude.  Above all, they signify the language of love.  They are the best expression of the heart.  When words may not do justice but tears do.  Tears speak volumes of the years of love the heart has devoted to. For the sweetness to keep things in harmony, it is best not to let words do the talking.  Words may not get to express the complete emotions of the heart, of love. Tears, however, complete the hidden messages and make things right.  At the same time, tears wash away and soothe all pains. Behind the tears is my prayer for all things good and well.  It is the outward 'voice' for the inner passion of the heart and the soul.  Love is tears.  It is in every single drops that fall.  Tears represent what something, or someone, really me

What I am today is the result of what I do and think in my past.  How I end here today is the manifestation of all my dreams and goals I make from my yester-years.  Why is my life is the way it is today is the consequence of my past thoughts, words, deeds and actions.   Today is the sum total of all my yesterdays on what I think, I say, I do and I act. Today is a day for another chance to change, for the better.  It is a new day to harvest the future.  It is a gift and not a given right.  I should live as if today is my last day.  Today comes with the power to clean and erase the past.  Today, I have to learn and re-learn as if I would live forever. When I clean and erase the past, I rewind the moments of my life and get them mended.  I create for new opportunities.  Hopefully, the hands of time will land on my side.  I have to clean and erase my past beliefs, my past errors and all of my past wrong-doings. Today, I shall live by what is right by me.  But, what is right by me does not

All actions and reactions are acts of Love.  I do something and react to something because love moves me.  Love is the verb in getting me to act and react.  It makes me to deal with choices.  And, the choices may end up good or not so good. What makes me to act and react is because Love makes it possible.  Love is the motivating reason that moves me to act and react to all things.  What does not motivate will not end up with any actions and reactions.   In fact, without love, there will be excuses and more excuses and there will be no actions. Where there is love, everything is possible.  When there is love, nothing is too much trouble and there will always be time.  That is the power of love.  Love is a continual action, continual choice and continual promise.  It triggers the actions.  It engages to be proactive. It is said 'Love can move mountains'.  Love makes unusual sacrifices.  It defies logic.  Everything that is done with love has a place, even in the darkest and tinie

Should I want to know what is the healthy state of my emotional mind, mental mind and spiritual mind, all that I need to do is to look around everything inside the house.  Everything in the house tells stories on the states of these minds. I need to look inside my wardrobe and the drawers.  I need to look inside my kitchen cabinet and the drawers.  Next, I should look inside the fridge and the freezer.  And inside the store room.   How organized are my living room, dining room and my bedroom?  When was the last time I paid attention to all the things inside these places? Perhaps, I may want to place my fingers and wipe through the tops of the shelves.  And inside the drawers.  Are they clean?  Do I have things that I have not touched for the last one year?  Do I treasure each and every piece I have or they are now white elephants? Am I proud of what I see?  Or, I could not be bothered at all?  What I feel when I look at all these places is important.  They represent the accurate repres

All my life is a paper.  Once is plain, pure and white.  The paper is inked the day I start my journey greeting the world.  Slowly, day by day, my story unfolds. At every stage and at every breath, as I become one with my earthly life, that more and more texts are added.  At times, the paper is filled with paints of colours.  At times, I add some music too.   At the end of each day, a chapter is conceived.  Most times, there are different parts of something in the chapter.  Each part fill with smile and pain; with sweetness and sorrow and of love. There are days that these chapters are just one plain sheet.  Other days, when colours and music are mixed, they add to few more. How do I want the chapter to be at the end of each day?  What shall be on my final chapter?  What shall be the title of the book at the end of my life? My thoughts fill the paper.  So are my words, my deeds and my actions.  They build the contents.  They shape my life.  They spruce up the up and down. As I write, I

When I do not know myself much, how can others say they do?  Likewise, when others do not know themselves in and out, how can I say I know them?  Does being an observer put me in a position to know another person, better and more? Being aware is a good thing but awareness is one tricky thing.  Understanding who I truly am is not hundred percent possible.  Should it be possible, I will no longer have to struggle in pursuing my dreams.  I would have made better decisions, probably no need to work so hard, and should have led much better life. There are many ways I can get to know me.  I could engage myself with personality and behaviour tests.  I can ask the people who think they know me best.  I can go for therapy and self awareness workshops.  Or I keep records of my thoughts, feelings, actions and reactions.  At the end, I can get close in knowing about me but to truly know is a question mark. I am not what I seem to be.  I may be doing something when in actuality I may be doing it ag

What is time?  Is time a reflection of change?   A person may say that life is short.  Such, humans are told to do what is needed to be done and not to waste time.  Then, there is another that finds that time is such a long long road with no sight of an end. Is time all about perception?  Is time an illusion?  Is time measured by experience?   When in good times, it feels that time passes quickly.  On the opposite, a waiting (for example) makes time to drag on.  When a change happens in life, a sense of time is felt.  Change is real but time is? The reality is, time has direction.  It always has the flow and it advances forward.  Time has order creating one thing after another.  Time has duration where there is a quantifiable period between events. The purpose of time is in its appreciation.  Time is the fabric of reality.  How do I want to quantify it?  How can I make the time for a special moment with some kind of flow toward an absolute direction? As the world is constantly unfoldin