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~ A Total Brain Freeze or Just Hitting A Bad Sector? ~

Feeling overly non-geeky and mega-lame-brained tonight as blank stares occupy much of the computer screen trying to decide what interesting topic to write about. My backspace key has never been this popular but has now taken center stage. Could this be just an episodic brain inactivity or headed off into a long stretch of degeneration of brain cells? Before we allow hibernation to take precedence over our processing minds, let’s look around and find some possibilities to form a vision; be inspired beyond the limits of our imagination, and be not afraid to consider something that seems different.

Before I get too excited and attempt to come up with an ambitious and unlikely Shakespearean piece 🙂 (hahaha… dream on), it’s worth noting that I am stuck within the confines of my work space in the middle of the night, so my task to find the inspiration and explore the possibilities is not that encouraging. In fact, it’s pretty slim.

Dear blogger with nothing to write about, scan the room and you’ll be surprised at how you can process outside of the box and think beyond the status quo and challenge it. Deviate from the norm; break the rules, create an aberration of some sort. Search for things in the drawers and shelves like books, cards, photos… it would be thrilling to find items reminiscent of special pieces of days gone by like the nostalgic effect that old photographs bring.

I remember this image of Jesus and the Philippine-made scapular (a string with small knots that is worn over the neck, either under or over one’s clothing). This same picture of Jesus was at my dad’s room the whole time he was confined in the hospital for over a month. My beloved Tata wore the scapular for only a brief period of time; I had to cut the string to remove it because it gets in the way with invasive procedures, hence, the excess string extending outside of the extra irregularly shaped knot. Instead of keeping it completely out of sight, I tied the scapular in the side rail of his bed. My dad passed away three months later. I have been wearing this scapular ever since.

I Remember You by Brian McKnight
“You wore pigtails and hand me downs
I banged the piano played the clown
And though time slips away
It can never replace how you’ll always be here
In this heart of me
Lucy and Linus and Charlie Brown
Oh how Snoopy he never left the ground
Oh that is true
You remember me like I remember you.”

Music & lyrics by Brian McKnight from his I Remember You CD released in the mid-90’s. What should I do with my old CD’s? My collection isn’t that huge. We were once in a pre-Internet era where collection of audio CD’s was in.

I took this shot of Blessed Mother Teresa’s sandals in July 2010 while I was traveling with the nuns to bring her relics to different cities and states across the U.S. It was truly a blessing; very humbling to be a part of this once in a lifetime journey. Hundreds of people gathered at various churches for a rare glimpse of the relics of one of the world’s most acclaimed and most revered spiritual leaders. At one point, approximately 1600 to 1800 people flocked to a church in less than two hours! The more I learn about her, the more I’m convinced how much love she had for the Lord, by channeling this love to the poorest of the poor, thus, fulfilling God’s thirst for souls, in a rather unconventional way.

The worn out pair of sandals somehow says it all about her legacy to the world. It just took my breath away. It brings me to tears thinking just how this extraordinary tiny woman with such a big and loving heart had made such an impact to our troubled world. Being involved in her work is such a privilege but very humbling. Hearing stories of the work she did and the difference she made is gradually becoming an opportunity, an inspiration for me to do just a little bit of a good deed one day at a time, all for the glory of God!

Incidentally, Billy, a long time volunteer at Mother Teresa’s shelter in Memphis, TN has shared with me recently an encounter he had with Mother Teresa when she visited Memphis in June of 1989 to attend the dedication of a shelter for the homeless that her religious order was opening in the city. Billy was asked by the nuns to have Mother’s sandals fixed as one of its straps was about to give in. Having noticed that the sandals appeared severely battered and worn out, Billy suggested to Mother that he could get her a new pair of sandals in no time but Mother Teresa declined the offer of a new pair and politely requested to get the old one repaired instead.

You see my dear blogger, who has now something to write about, the possibilities are endless and expect a perpetual stream of thought to come your way! Your modus operandi may not yield the kind of brilliance you would have hoped for but imparting a part of yourself and sharing your passion for things that you care about translate to fulfilling an aspect of your desires.

I wonder what’s in store for me in the next room!