Just Stay


Ah, there you are, and I realized it’s not a dream anymore. 


We get to see the old, familiar face once again,
to hear the same voice and laughter,
to feel the very warm embrace and,
to have that same sense of security and belonging.

We finally begin to see  that,
life is created by moments like these.
Moments with people we love the most.
They are so precious, we want to make the time stop,
to paint the scenes and to freeze frame it in our minds, FOREVER.


After so many months and years,
of endless days and nights of bitter longing,
seeing our beloved once again is such a wonderful time.
We think about the million mile gap created by the distance
and suddenly, it was all gone.

Our heart skips a beat, our feet flutter, our breath heave faster.
Our eyes are sad and yet happy for the same reasons why leaving needs to happen.
For God.
For ourselves.
For the family.
For our dreams.
For the future.
Whatever, it doesn’t really matter.
Because finally they are here with us.

Distance always put a hard toll on people.
But every homecoming is always a happy occasion
and a bit of heaven here on earth.

With each passing day, we wish this not to end ,  but for every joyful “Hello” there is also a sad ” Goodbye.”

Sad parting ways, yes, it always happen.
It is the one thing that is so hard to bear.
It is so much better to leave a place
because one can look forward
to a new beginning, and
a brand new life with great anticipation
or seeing an old one in a different light.

One can look forward to a new experience,
a new work environment,
a new way of doing,
and see new people or meet the old ones again.

Going away is hard for anybody too,
but for the person who is going on a different direction
it is like embarking on a great adventure.
the pure magic of not knowing where the path will lead you
makes the journey more exciting for people who travels to distant places.

Difficult, yet leaving is much better than staying.
It is a lot more bearable than the pain of being left behind.

Because for friends . . .


Staying means….
hearing their voices everywhere,
their laughter in every chambers of our heart,
hearing them calling our name,
the sweet terms of endearment,
the funny way they tell their crazy jokes,
recalling the bitter arguments and the wholesome banter,
the happy times of togetherness and merriment,
remembering the bitter-sweet memories of the old days and the new ones we have just shared.

Because for families . . .

Staying means…
seeing their funny faces in old familiar places
in every nook and cranny of our memory.
In every space, in every corner
In the blank faces of people we meet down the street.


Staying is . . .

reliving the happy times with our parents and children
playing with kin and laughing with the kids,
the endless cooking and eating
During birthdays and anniversaries
and other special occassions.

We begin to cherish
the lost camaraderie with friends,
the cheery mornings with neighbors,
the long walks in the park and,
the short afternoon siestas and fun fiestas.

Separation from loved ones affect us all
which sometimes, makes loneliness such a bad company.
We indulge ourselves in old habits and crazy cravings,
in vices and wines or what have you.

We all do it just to drown our sorrow,
but like an old joke says,
“Sorrow knows how to swim.”

But then again . . .

We find joy in watching comedy films 
we also find our strength with family and friends,
in hobbies and sports and old photographs
We find solace in sleeping in our own bed
or when taking warm showers.

And listening to love songs that play on the radio.
We bury ourselves deep in work or reading books
or in singing our hearts out like crazy.
We find comfort in whatever that could make us happy
even with little things that seem superficial and even mushy.

And for couples . . .

Staying means…
going through the cold and lonely nights,
missing the long fights and the tight embraces,
the warm caress, the soft kisses that send shivers down the spine. . .
the sweet nothings and cuddling,
their lingering scent on the pillows, under the sheets,
the smell of the old worn out shirt and the musky taste of perfume
the salty tangy sweat that lingers on our body.

Times when we have filled each other with love
and both consumed with passion all through the night
till the break of dawn,
and reminisce the great pleasures
of expressing love and devotion,
till you find yourself
alone in bed again,
and wondering of what might tomorrow be.

We all know this feeling, and we always hated it
When we face ourselves in the mirror and
witness our own vulnerability
of losing our strength,
of crying ourselves to sleep at night
till our lungs are exhausted
till our eyes hurt
till our heart bleeds
till our mind space out
and counting each day that passes by
every second … every minute… every hour.
Till the days turn into months
and the months turn into years,
and the years into forever.



Then, suddenly we realize all is not lost.

We rise ourselves up from the ashes
like a phoenix bird soaring to great heights.

We soon gather every tiny bit of strength
the is left in our body, mind and spirit.
We wake up from the  deep slumber
and force our will to stand up
to fight . . .
to keep going
to keep moving
to keep dreaming
to keep waiting for them to come back once again.

To keep hoping ,
not only for ourselves but also
for the ones we love,
and the special one who is far away.

At the end of each day, when love rules and life wins the battle
Only then we can have our wish granted.
When we can have the courage and find the words
for them not to ever leave us again and instead say,

. . . “just stay.”


picture source: slodive 35 romantic photographs




Two Fools Collide on the Fourteenth


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(An anniversary poem)

I am the Yin to his Yang
I am the lightning to his thunder
I am the black to his white
I am the wifey, he is the hubby.

He is my Greg and I am his Dharma
The hot chili sauce to my shawarma
He is the Gemini to my Sagittarius
He may be Fast but heck, I am Furious.

He is the Air to my Fire
The Mars to my Venus
He is the Sun to my Moon
Though I am No Mary and he’s NO Jesus

He’s the milk to my coffee
The Pacquiao to my Jinkee
We break up, we make up
Yeah I know LOVE is crazy and so are WE.

Some says our team is weird ‘coz
I am the blogger and he is the gaffer
So hear this, opposite charges attract and same charges repel
He’s the hot Pan de Sal bread to my cold Dari creme butter.

So, the Universe conspired, the planets aligned
On the 14th of February, When Harry met Sally
Now, he’s the SA to my BH
His habibi “Ana Hubbek Inti” to my habibti

He is not the “You complete me” kind of guy
Because I don’t believe in that movie line thingy
We  may not be perfect but we are not incomplete
And you know the truth of the matter is that . . .
After all these years, I am really the Jolie to his Pitt.

17 Ways To Find Love From Within


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We are in a time when people always think and expect of finding love in the most unexpected places, just as the lyrics of the song goes.  People  crossed the deepest seas, walked the farthest places and conquered the highest mountains to find that elusive affection from another human being.

We even searched the wonderful worldwide web and added a thousand friends to our Facebook  and Twitter  accounts just for the simple reason – that maybe someday that one true love will show up and validate our sense of worth as a person.

But having said all these,  we can’t find the one we are searching for if we are not ready for it.  We can’t force people to love us. Life is not  going to be the way we want it to be, if we are staying in the same old, poor thinking. We need to deal with our own real enemy.


There is a Universal Law that says, “As Within, So Without.” It is the mirror of our life. It means that we are reflecting in our outside world what we feel from inside.

How can we truly love a person when we don’t even know how to love ourselves. And vise versa. It works both ways. We can’t receive what we can’t give to other people. If we feel so miserable and hopeless about life, we will see sadness everywhere. If we think we are not worthy of love – you bet, that is so right.  It is the simple rule of life.

There is something in us that we need to change from within. If we don’t have the courage to leave a bad relationship, defend ourselves from all kinds of abuse or can’t stand our ground against people, then there is something wrong somewhere.

So, how can we empower and raise ourselves higher?

Here are the 17 bullet points to ponder:

  • forgetting the past mistakes and forgiving the people we hurt and who hurt us back.
  • not beating ourselves up for the bad decisions we have made in life.
  • putting our needs on top of our priorities
  • giving ourselves the needed respect and kindness
  • making our life better each passing day (not making it perfect)
  • taking care of ourselves and finding the ways to make us happy
  • cultivating creativity through hobbies and passions
  • being financially independent
  • controlling our emotions and not letting problems to weigh us down
  • not sacrificing for the sake of other people’s happiness
  • being more loving and compassionate
  • having more faith in God, ourselves and humanity
  • not pleasing other people
  • not taking things personally
  • trusting our own intuition in making decisions
  • not giving up on our own identity
  • finding our own HERO

In other words, we need to find the love and make changes from within – so we can start loving ourselves once again. Because, the more we put an effort in taking care of our own needs, the happier we become and the more we can radiate love to other people.

Self-love is not about being selfish or being a narcissist. It’s not about putting ourselves on a pedestal. It’s about giving us the importance that we rightly deserve. Because when we do, love will find its way back to us.

It always does.


Single Parents Do Matter

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Have you experienced the moment when your heart had been broken into a thousand bits and pieces? Have you ever felt that your world had crumbled down and made a sudden 360 degrees turn? Have you ever been driven over the edge by circumstances? That’s how a separation feels when a loved one has died or someone went away for reasons you can’t understand.

That’s how a separation feels when a loved one has died or someone went away for reasons you can’t understand.

That’s what it is.

Alone again, naturally. 

Now, the sad truth stares you in the face.You are scared and confused because you don’t know where to go, what to do and how to start your life anew. You asked yourself endless questions but have no answers.

But, like all other problems in this world, you need to remember one thing  . . .

This too shall past.

After bearing with sleepless and tearful nights for days, time will come that you need to STAND UP and FIGHT. Remember that you are facing a complicated task of raising your kids by yourself. You can’t let yourself be defeated without giving it a good fight.

Your might ask, “How will i do this alone, all by myself?” That is a good question. So, let’s talk about it, my friend.

First, give yourself the needed time to heal from the pain. That’s fine. But you also need to take action. Either you do it after the initial trauma of heartache has subsided or while you are still giving yourself  the time to go through the grieving process, there is one important thing that you need to do . . .

Get your POWER back.

If you have a job, good. Because you can still provide for your child’s needs. If you don’t, then that’s where it gets complicated. You need to find a job first, then find a support system like a family or friend to look after your kids while you’re looking for a job.

And finding a job is not that easy as well, because some companies are putting a social stigma to  single parents. A soon as you have written down those two words “single parent” on your resume , they are already setting themselves up for expectation that things will be difficult once they hire you.

Let’s all face the harsh reality that there are some companies which only care about their business profits, sales and all that jazz.  I am not generalizing here. Been there, done that. Life is tough. It’s hard enough to survive in this crazy concrete jungle life when you are a couple, let alone being a single parent.

If your child is sick, they will tell you straight in your face to do something about it, because it’s not their concern – and that the only thing they care about is your productivity. So choose if you want to work in a company, go abroad or set up a small store or any home-based business to jump-start your career while taking care of your children.

Then, there’s another challenge – the prejudices of the moral society, of your religion, people and life in general.  As a separated man or woman, sometimes, you are simply being defined by your past mistakes and circumstances. Period.

With all these complications that you are facing alone, you will feel like you are being thrown into the eye of a hurricane. Your world keeps on spinning round and round until you lose your wits.

But whatever hardships you will face as a single parent, your children’s emotional stability should be your top priority. Kids have the tendency to blame themselves for the separation.  They feel guilty about it. It’s important for them to know that it’s not their fault. Or if daddy died they think it happened because they are being bad kids.

When your child asks you the questions, “Why are you crying mommy?” “Why are you sad, Daddy?” “Did somebody hurt you?” Do you have to tell your child your feelings? It would be much better for your child if you put on a brave face. The truth is – you are being judged by your child at an early age – that if mommy cries, she is weak. And weakness scares the hell out of children. They are looking for a strong support system because they are also weak, vulnerable . . . and so scared. That’s why children love superheroes, magic, fantasy and teddy bears because they represent something brave and powerful.

If you have seen the movie, “Life Is Beautiful”, it’s about a father’s love to a child whom he shielded from the worries of pain and destruction of the World War II.

It’s not about lying to your child. It’s about protecting your children from the sad reality of your emotional state.  They are not an extension of your own emotional drama. You should not use them to gain sympathy and to make them hate the other partner who got away.

They don’t have a clear understanding of what’s going on. Kids only use their emotions to process what is happening in their world.  Children will still feel complete if there would be a strong support system like the extended family or friends to love and care for them. The structure of the traditional family have already changed over the years. They will still feel loved even without a father or a mother. Reasons why I admire all the men and women of strength who bring up their kids alone.

If the children are all grown up, then there should be a time to sit down and talk  about it so you can give them the real scenario of what their life could be now that you are a single parent. You need to set up their expectations so that they can easily adjust and  help you make life easier for all.

Your friends and family’s support is a great thing to have during this time of crisis. They can lessen the burden of going through life alone with all these unexpected responsibilities that fall into your hands.

Single parents are in their most vulnerable at the first few months and years of standing up on their own two feet. They need a solid rock to lean on. But you also have a responsibility for yourself to be brave in facing life alone. Challenges like separation from someone or if a loved one died, are the things that happen without an explanation.

They are called life’s curveballs,” because they are unexpected.

So we either need to change our game plan totally or check the other back up plans. If plan A failed, go to B and so on. But remember that when you are at the lowest and most  vulnerable time of life, when you are living at the darkest hour of the night, that is also the point that you need to hold on tighter – and pray to God to give you more strength to keep holding on, till the new ray of sunshine comes.

After sorting out your life in retrospect, after all things are in their proper places, allow yourself to find the true meaning of life and happiness, to learn the important lessons behind it and to find the reasons why things happen. Use all these for your self growth.

And when you do, just remember some of these things . . .

Be courageous. Life is complicated but it’s not a death sentence.

Be patient. Don’t be too hard on yourself. You can’t solve problems in one day.

Be glad for the opportunity to see your strong points.

Be thankful for finding your own hero.

Shout it out.


Be happy.



Have You Counted Your Blessings Today?

have you countedYou lost your job. You lost a loved one. You failed your college entrance exam. You just had a miscarriage. You were an abandoned child.You met an accident that left you paralyzed.

So, you may ask, “What now?

People from all walks of life have suffered in one way or another. Problems, trials, challenges – these are part of daily life. This is the price you have to pay for living here on Earth and for being human. You are no different from the man who lives down the street, no matter how rich or successful his life seems to be. When you hit rock bottom, sometimes, you will lose touch of reality.

Pain is one of the worst kind of human emotions you could ever feel. When a problem hits you right in the face, it hurts to the core of your being. It’s PAINFUL. Period. No question about that.

As with love, the human heart has the same capacity to feel pain and hurt. Your master’s degree, your  Kim Kardashian-esque look, your  millions of money in the bank has nothing to do with how much you suffer from within when a problem strikes out of nowhere.

You might argue that, “Well, having more money makes suffering a little bit easier than the poor man who doesn’t have a single centavo.” They can easily buy their way to happiness.” That is a good point. However, how come there were rich people who have wasted their lives and turned to drugs, alcohol and gambling in order to escape their problems? How come more have suffered from a psychological malady called depression and suicide? Even the famous people in Hollywood too. Why were they looking for an easy way out of their situation when they have all the means – money, fame, fortune- but still,failed? What is there inside them that money can’t solve and buy?

Yes, there are a lot things that even psychologists and experts on medical science can’t find the answers to the puzzle.

If you are to look at the people who have been through hell and back, people who have only known poverty, suffering, pain and discomfort – they have risen from their own miserable lives and became successful. They have elevated themselves to a status that deserves praise and recognition. They have suffered the same way too and they came out victorious. Why?

Why do others succeed and come out as winners, while others don’t?

There is something that can answer that. It’s not rocket science. It’s not a secret code that you can’t break. You can’t just buy it from eBay or even from the most expensive malls. It’s tough. It’s hard core.



Whatever one may call it, it is something that keeps us in the game. Never giving up. Always fighting. Unbroken. No other people can take that inner strength away from you. Just draw it out of your system. Give it life. Give It power. Summon it.

You feel that you’re a victim of circumstances just because you keep on having bad experiences in love or life. You think that life is worthless just because bad luck keeps coming one after another. When you can’t move or think anymore because everything becomes dark and hopeless. You think of yourself as a big loser and a failure.

Have you ever experienced those things?

Problems can be as bad as losing a house, business and loved ones from an earthquake, storm or fire. Challenges create a big mess in your once comfortable, peaceful life.  You love your own comfort zone.  There is nothing quite like it.

Or it can be as petty as losing a phone or wallet. Yes, a phone and a wallet are important. But if you compare it to other bigger problems, it is not really a big deal. Lost a phone? Save and buy a new phone. Lost a wallet? Then buy a new wallet. The money that you lose, you can still earn it. I mean losing it will neither lead to desperation, suicide bombing, jumping over the bridge nor a mass killing of people. But still, sometimes, people react to certain situations like the world is against them.


Find the strength from within and use it to give you the power to rise above the ordeals. Because no matter how bad life is, there is still a lot of beautiful reasons to live. A lot of blessings to count.


LOST A JOB.  Well it’s NOT the only job in the world. There are so many jobs out there. First, remove all the pessimism like I am old, I don’t have a degree, I am not pretty,  I am not  smart enough or I don’t have connections. If you allow those things inside your head, you are your worst enemy. Just be patient and determined.  Look for a part-time job. Start a small time business or direct selling. Take a seminar, training or apprenticeship while waiting for the big thing. Improve yourself and enhance your skills.  Count one blessing.

LOST A LOVED ONE.  Look, you still have other members of the family and relatives. You have your friends. You have your  neighbors. Co-workers. The whole village. The entire universe. Go abroad and find friends and who knows  you may find a new love. You can even find one on the internet without even leaving your seat. The reasons are endless. Just don’t focus on the past. That part of your story is over. You’ve got to move on. Moving on doesn’t mean you are forgetting that special person. It means you are just healing from the pain. So, count your blessing.

FAILED THE COLLEGE ENTRANCE EXAM. Try  it again.Try another school, town or city. Or take a review class and take it again next year. There are old people who despite of their age are still able to go to college and graduate, right? You are still young with a healthy mind and body. There is a bright future ahead of you. Count that as a big blessing.

HAD A MISCARRIAGE. If you are healthy and capable then, try having another baby in two years time. If you are medically challenged, seek an expert for help. If you can afford it, avail a surrogacy service. If all else fails, adopt an orphan or a pet.  Live your life the best way you can. God has a reason for it. We don’t know why. But you are still alive. Just do it, count your blessing.

AN ABANDONED OR ORPHANED CHILD. It was part of your past. The past don’t remain in the present. Forget about why parents could do something like that. Perhaps, they had their issues back then. They were weak-minded, poor or incapable of raising a child. They just did the best thing that they could. Forgive them. Don’t let it define your future. Be grateful that you have grown up to be a fine person.  Count your blessing. Use it as an inspiration when you have your own child. When it happens, count another blessing.

MET AN ACCIDENT THAT LEFT BOTH LEGS PARALYZED. You have other parts of the body that are still working and capable of doing things. You mind is as keen as ever to do crossword puzzles. Your eyesight  has 20/20 vision and can see that sexy lady who walks by. Your sense of hearing is okay and can listen to the chirping of the birds. Your arms can hug your family, hold your baby or dog.  My point is, no matter how desperate your situation is, find something that could still make you say, “I’M OKAY.”  “ I CAN DO IT.”  When that happens. count all your blessings.

There are  a lot of things in this world that you can find worthy of living. Things that you usually ignore because you are in the midst of an electronically wired world. Nature for instance. Mountains. Lakes. The moon and the stars. The grasses and shrubs. The birds and the butterflies. Most importantly, the people who supports and understands you. Count all these blessings.

Yes, life sucks and shit happens. These are inevitable. You are here on earth to survive these challenges because it is the only way to toughen up.  You need to adapt to the situation or die. Life is not only complicated, it’s also complex and crazy. If your emotional constitution is weak, the rest of your mind, body and soul will spiral down into the abyss of nothingness – and you lose.

Always find something to smile about.  Always find joy in things that doesn’t seem to matter. Even little things have its own way of bringing gladness into people’s heart. It’s just a matter of opening your eyes and committing yourself to it.

 Then try this. 

Think of an imaginary jar and fill it with all the wonderful things that you are thankful and grateful about your life. Go, fill it to the brim. When it’s overflowing, close your eyes and say,” Now, it’s time for me to share it with others, Thank you Lord, for all the your blessings.”

Love and Hate – A Bewildering Writing Experience


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“And what, you ask, does writing teach us? First and foremost, it reminds us that we are alive and that it is a gift and a privilege, not a right.”  ― Ray Bradbury, Zen in the Art of Writing 

Writing is like a big art canvass. You create something out of nothing. And most of the times, it is a beautiful something. Most especially if you put your heart and soul into it. You swing your hands passionately in many different strokes. Voila! You create a magnificent work of art. A kaleidoscope of colors and hue.

A writer’s mind is like art too. The brain creates a magnificent display of visual images in different moods and emotions. As what Bradbury have said, “…it is a gift and a privilege.” To transform an idea and put it down on paper and to give a deeper meaning to the words which go beyond the imagination – that is creativity at its best.

For both the author and the reader, nothing beats the inner peacefulness it brings to one’s soul. It soothes the spirit to the core. It’s just right if sometimes they call it, “zen writing.” For me, It gives a kind of meditative effect that I can’t explain. Perhaps it is the same as the transcendental feeling of a Buddhist monk when reaching Nirvana. I don’t know.

Perhaps, it is like a heroin when you need a quick fix. The time when love is high, delirious and it needs unleashing. With writing, I find myself in euphoric state like there is no tomorrow. I just can’t stop. Like a food binge that I need to indulge myself in, every now and then when I’m feeling blue.

It feels like we are on a honeymoon stage. Once we start the loving, the words just flow out like waterfalls. It’s an incredible feeling. Sometimes it pours without stop. Sometimes, it just drizzle. But the ecstatic feeling is there. It never loses. It is even to a point orgasmic. A pure, unadulterated bliss.

Yes, like a newly married couple, I have never imagined that writing and I would be inseparable. Or so, I thought.

Life is not always a bed of roses with writing. Like in any love affair, we have separated a lot of times in the past. People and events do get in the way sometimes. When a load of shit happens, my relationship with writing suffers too. Or, when things get boring and stuffy, I try to create something but it only feels like I am staring on a blank wall. Not like those peak moments when an idea hits you even right in the middle of something. Or when you wake up in the night just to write down your thoughts. It’s a great  “aha” moment for me. But when nothing comes out of your brain and you have to go through the so-called writer’s block phase –  it is so often difficult to the point of triggering a severe migraine attack and nausea. I usually take a rest, read, watch comedy reruns on TV or  do long walks outside to take my mind away from it all.

Sometimes, I am worrying if midlife crisis is at fault or if I am having an Alzheimer’s disease. God forbid.  Funny, but there were times that I didn’t even want to write – just because.

There is no reason really. Perhaps, too much distractions are getting in the way of things. I remember, there was one time that I totally abandoned it. It was after I graduated from college and a new chapter of my life started – career. But unfortunately, a degree in Communications didn’t  land me a writing job in the city because I failed in my first interview. I was merely asked three questions about the main issues on the day’s newspaper. Three important questions on current events. Imagine that. My fate was sealed that day that I wasn’t meant to be a writer. So, my journal collection which span years of  writing my innermost thoughts and feelings was kept away in a box. I was so young and my feelings were ambivalent then. I failed to live up to my own expectation. I had begun reading the papers more but I have never looked for a writing job again.

The worst part was – coming back for your love.- after a long lull in the relationship. There were so many questions.

Can I be passionate about it again? Will the feeling of wanting to write so much will make writing love me back? Will I abandon writing again for a new love? Will the writing be the same?  Will it be strong enough to bear with all my idiosyncrasies?Will it be there for me waiting with open arms when I come back after losing myself? Lots of questions. Maybe yes. Maybe no.

Then, I was given another chance to be a feature writer after winning in an inter-company essay writing contest . That was the turning point in my life. To think that I was already in my 40s then. But still, sometimes I have this feeling that our love for each other was not mutual. My writing seems senseless. My thoughts go haywire. My words rumble. But, writing keeps me going.

Truth is, I am scared to death of what might become of our relationship after years of togetherness. Yes, I might be over thinking right now, but the thoughts are just over the horizon.

Our love relationship is like a wheel that never stops spinning. Then, it just slows down. Sometimes it is like a mighty wind on a turbulent sea. Sometimes, it is like a hush in a middle of a wheat field. There is no in between.

I have seen this before. We have weathered several storms in the past.  My writings may never be an inspiration for romantic movies or even love songs. Poets may not find it soulful nor touching. People may not find it funny nor interesting. But that is not my goal yet. The purpose of my existence is to just keep on writing and learn whatever it takes to learn.

To trust the universe that we will remain true to each other’s vow. To love, to cherish and to hold on to my precious pen for the rest of my life. That is what we are here on earth for. To do the things we love and passionate about. To write about our fears and sadness. Our joys and pains.To write our own or other people’s story. To share it to the world even if sometimes no one ever listen nor care about what we say.

We owe it to ourselves to honor that passion. Like an ode to the spirit.

Life is too short to waste those precious moments when thoughts ought to be expressed, written and read. Because, the only compensation in loving writing is the total freedom of one’s soul, or giving it all that you’ve got until you bleed with joy. Living and loving in total abandonment not ever thinking of what might become. No ifs, no buts. We do it because, it must be done.

Doors: The Gateway To Your Soul


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Back in ancient times , doors were symbolized
as religious or magical structures
endowed with ritual purposes with great
access to something grand and powerful.

Today, I believe that metaphorically
life is still all about doors
and the meaning they represent in our lives
like closing old doors and opening new ones

Closing is …
preventing strong winds and rain
forgetting old lovers who walked right out of that door,
and leaving us empty and vulnerable,
or releasing pains from the past
that keep on tying us down…

putting an end to old habits and pessimistic thinking
forgiving our failures that are trapping us to the core
… and hating ourselves therein.

Opening is …
letting the breeze and the sunshine in
welcoming the smooth flow of ”chi” in our home and body
opening ourselves to new relationships
and forming close friendships,
having new goals and aspirations
or achieving divine faith and learning..

trekking on a different direction
and moving forward,
for the greater good and happiness of all,
not living up to other people’s expectations
but rather accepting ” us ” for the way we are
…and loving ourselves for it.

The only problem with doors is… they can’t stay closed forever.
yes, we need to stave off bad elements
like strong winds and violent storms,
or thieves and enemies
or old lovers who want to walk right back in asking for forgiveness

… but keeping it closed is unhealthy and confining.

Time will come that we need to change and open a new one
there is nothing more beautiful than a newly opened door
it presents us with new hopes and dreams …
and a new love to shine through
with a bright outlook of a new day ahead.

So, whatever trials life may throw at your doorstep
just make sure that you are tough enough to handle it
you can’t just slam it shut …
and deny yourself the chance
to prove your worth and achieve happiness.

Doors are there not only to act as a safe haven
from the outside forces
but also to remind you ..

that you have some growing up to do
and take life as it comes
no matter how hard it is.

Just be on guard always,
because, life is not about running away from tears and fears ,
or from the dark shadows that lurk outside that door…

it is all about having a brave heart ,
and facing the enemy head-on.