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Archive for November, 2011

~ Gratitude In Motion ~

I praise and thank God for my family, my friends, my Catholic faith, and for the many opportunities to serve Him.

Let us thank God right out loud when we are moved to do so. Happy Thanksgiving!

~ A Lament of Lost America? ~

Strikingly beautiful song by Iron and Wine. The song is open to one’s own interpretation and has multiple meanings (just like every other), but one of them is possibly the ailing America theory :(. When I listen to music I interpret it to mean something to me. A kind of overpowering melody of glee and gloom without challenging or compromising its sense of anticipation, rhythmically organized that has meaning in and of itself, not to mention a good ear-pleasing acoustic guitar piece to play as well… an exceptionally good piece of creative work.

Simply BRILLIANT and AWESOME!


I was a quick wet boy
Diving too deep for coins
All of your street light eyes
Wide on my plastic toys
And when the cops closed the fair
I cut my long baby hair
Stole me a dog-eared map
And called for you everywhere

Have I found you?
Flightless bird, jealous, weeping
Or lost you?
American mouth
Big pill looming

Now I’m a fat house cat
Nursing my sore blunt tongue
Watching the warm poison rats
Curl through the wide fence cracks
Pissing on magazine photos
Those fishing lures thrown in the cold and clean
Blood of Christ mountain stream

Have I found you?
Flightless bird, grounded, bleeding
Or lost you?
American mouth
Big pill stuck going down

~ Rough Draft ~

In a nutshell…

Being the second youngest in a brood of seven children definitely has its myriad of pros and cons. Right on top of the list is the usual “entitlement benefit” to be protected by older siblings from the dangers of the world. But I think the best thing about being the second youngest in my family was I got to borrow my older sisters’ clothing, jewelry and books, and I still got to play the role like I’m still the “baby” or the “favorite” even if my little sister has already officially come into the scene. The youngest child tends to get the attention of the parents by being the baby or, in my case, being the once upon a time monarch (in my own strange little world), I maintained my standing to receiving double the attention and double the benefits… at least that’s what I thought. Looking back, the extra interest and added courtesy were extended to all of us…we all were given a lot of free rein by our father within reason to allow considerable freedom while being protectively held back by our mother to sort of keep the balance. Our dad put lightness and fun to create a sense of temporary absence of burden that most families face while our mom brought the unit back to the real world and kept us grounded. I appreciate and love them both.


One of the best moments of my childhood was being an “angel” at the local church where I grew up—-a place that I greatly miss and cherish so dearly. I wonder though if I just showed off my most deceiving smile in the pic or was it an angelic smile? :)) On a side note, our church recently received a prestigious recognition of becoming a National Cultural Treasure in the Philippines.
National Cultural Treasure: Sta Monica Parish Church, Minalin, Philippines


High school revelations: Naughty or nice? We all had high hopes for a big-league high school stamped with unforgettable (and regrettable) memories. I pulled my share of mischievous acts and pranks when I was younger. One notable bad natured trick played on a classmate backfired as it caused me tremendous amount of embarrassment for carrying out such a reckless, wicked prank on someone! A summons to the principal’s office followed that struck terror in me and my fellow pranksters. That was my first and very last visit to the “graveyard.”


There is something very special about the rose. I was fourteen when I received my first ever bunch of dozen red roses from a very sweet guy.


Everything about the Catholic faith, and what it represents and truly stands for is the driving force of who I am. It’s my reason for living that encompasses my hope in the beauty of God’s promise to us to someday be fully united with Him in eternity. The Catholic faith continues to make sense of my life.
Why Am I Catholic



There was one point in time when all I cared about what’s on TV was ESPN and SportsCenter while the rest of my pals were all glued to their sets either anticipating the enduring on and off love affair of Ross Geller and Rachel Green on F.R.I.E.N.D.S, or enjoying the crazy courtroom antics of the fellas and gals on Ally McBeal and their unusual office’s unisex bathroom stalls’ encounters. I was more interested on how many points did MJ score, or did he have a triple double; which teams made it to the Stanley Cup Finals, or how many offensive rebounds did Rodman make, and what paint scheme and silly colorful hairdo did he sport for the night. Oh my, I haven’t even mentioned about his tantrums! And right now, my sports fanaticism (yes, I can be labeled as such) has subsided quite a bit… it’s been ages since I’ve stepped out on a golf course…I shoot some hoops every now and then and I still enjoy watching some ball games. I no longer watch ESPN and SportsCenter. I guess it can be assumed…I’m rehabilitated.


The big heart of my Tata, a father in every sense of the word. “Real education should educate us OUT of SELF into something far finer; into a SELFLESSNESS which links us with all humanity.” —Nancy Witcher Astor

A quote almost akin to my dad’s fundamental concept of existence. Yes, we all fall for the “I” trap every so often especially in a secular world where the “I” part reigns supreme. And yes, it is a struggle at times to assume selfless motives and pass on our own self-profiting interests for the greater good, but it’s all worth it in the end, and life becomes more significant and far more meaningful if only we think less of ourselves, do more for others, and put others’ needs before our own. Abundance in material possession (or lack thereof) should not prevent us from doing noble, charitable acts and good things for others; it should in fact inspire us, otherwise, we will be bound to be stagnant in a secluded place busy lamenting on what we do not have that displaces our good intentions on the back burner and limits our ability to make a difference in someone else’s life. There is something intrinsically satisfying about helping others and witnessing their gratitude.

I’ve learned to adopt this humbling philosophical direction from a very wise man whom I genuinely admire and greatly respect…my beloved dad.
I Am My Father\'s Daughter




My family and my siblings are a vital part of my heritage and are instrumental to who I am and what I have become. My siblings have been with me from early childhood where my life intertwines with theirs. Without them present in my life in all stages, my hope and desire to build a strong foundation for my life is somehow disintegrated and will cease to exist.


The nuns are just a few of the most amazing and helpful people I have ever met! The Sisters’ deep prayerful life and their dedication to the poorest of the poor have inspired me to be more receptive to God and to those who are in need. They are instrumental to my journey and to my spiritual transformation in progress. Being around them and the ladies at the shelter is very transforming, rewarding and revealing. It renders a gratifying and heartening effect on one’s soul… it helps orient me and gives me a better idea of what the world around me is like. Ultimately, my thirst for our Lord intensifies and rises above and beyond all comprehension.

What I find charming and delightful: chivalrous, gentleman, who loves our Lord and His Church. (In short, my own version of Saint Joseph)

What I find charming and delightful: chivalrous, gentleman, who loves our Lord and His Church. (In short, my own version of Saint Joseph)

~ What If You Got Your Way With The One That Got Away? ~

I’m almost certain that we all have that someone whom we get to call, “the one that got away,” or the encounter we once had that we thought had a promising potential for relationship—-(oops… I like that line) and never dared to give it a chance; or maybe that one thing we decided to terminate before it even began, or go after that one person (someone we liked and actually attracted to) and never did attempt to pursue him or her. Big sigh, huh?

Oh well, waves of nostalgia suddenly swept over me…sort of a bittersweet longing for one person and a situation in my past that was cut short prematurely and never reached its full potential. There is always that someone who stands out not because of a lingering, unspilled affection for the person, or an ounce of regret and being encapsulated by it, but more so, I am left to wonder what might have been had I allowed it to grow exponentially and take its course.

This is something that we will have to live by whether we are living happily ever after or still hoping for and working on meeting the right person.

For those who have found their true partner in love and life, perhaps your ‘the one that got away’ scenario is just the precursor that paved the way to meeting your one true love. How much different would your life be if you got your way with the one that got away? Can you even fathom what your life would be like if you went that route? Imagine a life deprived of what you already have today that you so treasure despite its imperfections, limitations, flaws, eccentricities and weirdness. Be thankful.

For those who are still on the look out, or headed towards relationship bliss with that special someone, let’s try to explore those untapped emotions that need to be examined further, to not look back and put ourselves in entrapping situations and not languish in an introspective quagmire of what ifs. Let us not fall prey to negativity and become victims of either our own insecurities or over-inflated confidence that create a heightened level of susceptibility to emotional turmoil, and be casualties of love like what happened to Julia Roberts in the movie “My Best Friend’s Wedding:”

“If you love someone, you say it, you say it right there, out loud. Otherwise the moment just passes you by.”

I’m just sayin’ 🙂