In Another Lifetime...

In another set of chances..I'd take the one I missed to make you mine..In another lifetime..

what can I say? I think, I'll have to park my pen this way..

passing by..

Funny. I was about to write a blog about what am feeling right now, but the moment i opened my page and saw the profile picture in it, there was this unexplainable feeling inside the envelopes the entirety of me.

I honestly can't figure it out until this very moment, but it was actually a happy thought that I cannot recall.

The Warrior is a Child..

Lately I've been winning battles left and right
But even winners can get wounded in the fight
People say that I'm amazing
I'm strong beyond my years
But they don't see inside of me
I'm hiding all the tears

Chorus:
They don't know that I come running home when I fall down
They don't know who picks me up when no one is around
I drop my sword and cry for just a while
(Look up for His smile)
'Coz deep inside this armor
The warrior is a child


Unafraid because His arrow is the best
But even soldiers need a quiet place to rest
People say that I'm amazing
I never face retreat, oh no
But they don't see the enemies
That lay me at His feet

Chorus:
They don't know that I come running home when I fall down
They don't know who picks me up when no one is around
I drop my sword and cry for just a while
(Look up for His smile)
'Coz deep inside this armor
The warrior is a child

They don't know that I come running home when I fall down
They don't know who picks me up when no one is around
I drop my sword and cry for just a while
(Look up for His smile)
'Coz deep inside this armor
The warrior is a child
(Aahhh)

PLUMA

Naroon sa sulok nakakubli
Ayaw nyang makita ang lahat nyong mga ngiti
Paglipas ng umaga saka lamang dadampi
Ang tunay na mukhang may balot ng hapdi..

Tahimik ang paligid, tulog na ang lahat
Doon mo sya sundan, unti unti syang mumulat
Kukunin nya ang papel at paboritong panulat
At saka ang buhay nya ay unti unting idadaglat..

Pagsapit ng bukang liwayway
Ngingiti syang muli
Walang bakas ng luhang, noong gabi ay dumampi
Pagkat naisulat na ng pluma 
.....ang pagkukunwari...

Boundless Possibilities

Nah! don't get me wrong, there is more to life than what I am doing right now. Things aren't that fine. I realized how much boredom I have in life. Everyday I travel,I work, meeting new places, new people, new problems to resolve, new dress? hahah!! everything is new everyday..but why do I feel this way? 

Contentment is not an issue in this article. Patterned perfect persona I guess maybe acceptable. 

Living a life with fear of mistakes, with soaring to compliment high expectations, living everyday in accordance to biblical teachings, anything related to manner and integrity. My life is empty, it is an absolute liquidity where true form cannot defined by merely living into righteousness..it is so safe that you can't even enjoy boundless possibilities life has to offer.. It is actually a pointless routine. Always trying, always gaining..but at the end of the day, it was you, yourself and the mirror. 

Yes, I hear you, it is a personal choice..a choice where you cannot say no when people pushes you against the wall to do and live the righteous way they dreamed to live with. It is more than the idea of disillusion circumstances where craving for perfection is being chased but always slipped at the end of the day.

Life is a game..and I am mastering the rules..with boundless limits.

Encrypted Goodbye

Dear Kyle,

Thank you for inspiring me in many ways, I may not be there to keep in touch, to return the favors, but as I have mentioned in my previous blogs, my prayers goes with you, that there be many patients be inspired by you.

I know, there were words left unspoken and things left undone but if you can still remember, part of our short conversation where I mentioned that sometimes, having a sarcastic humor pays a lot. You really inspires me in many ways.

Now, I have to go back from the time you weren't there. May God Bless all your ways, thank you so much for dropping by, now it's time for encrypted good bye..

Best Regards,
Carmi

The SunKen Garden

Everyone loves flowers, the beauty of it is explicitly beyond description of God’s work.. When I was a child, I remember a cartoon series named “Mary at ang Lihim na Hardin” which came as my favorite cartoon ever until I grew up a lady. I remember how I patiently wait for the time to play its theme song, I actually sing along with it, memories came back when am secretly anticipating every clips of it as it was reminded over and over the television.

One of the episodes I love the most was when Mary found out how the secret garden looks like, when she happen to enter the sacred place for the first time. She was stunned for the beauty of the place and didn’t utter a word for quite a while. Then she found out that her mother really loves the roses planted in the garden that was the time she understood her father, she understood why her father wants her to get rid off the garden. Her father was so afraid that the said incident might happen again to Mary.

Mary returned home with a plan in her mind to relive the garden for the sake of her mother’s memory. And as soon as she was growing up, the story reveals that it was not actually her mother’s memories that keep the beauty and enchantment of the place, but it is because of Mary’s love for the garden, it is because of Mary’s pure heart that understands the need of the garden; to be whole again, to live again and to give joy to everyone’s heart that is longing to see the secret and enchanted beauty of the flowers inside. Since then, the garden was opened to the public, the story about her mother’s love for the flowers goes on and on along with the beauty of Mary’s heart that relived the sanctity of the place.

In our lives, we sometimes forget the beauty within because we are candid beyond the walls of our secret gardens; we thought that what keep us alive are the memories we keep inside its dens. But alas! We are blinded of the reality that plainness and the magical events outside the gardens are exactly what keep the beauty of it. It was actually what we are experiencing, love, forgiveness, sharing, understanding, and believing is what really are the flowers that blooms into it..

Yesterday, I feel as if I am Mary in her secret garden, but today, I feel as if I am her father, protecting all the secrets that lie behind the gardens. Tomorrow, I will be the caretaker, who will tell the whole story how it was called the sunken garden…

..bits of weekend..

Well, it was a weekend. Not overly exciting, but there were adorable tales to tell. I spent weekend at the session hall. Funny how just staying and mingling with the people within your community, listening to their concerns, feeling what exactly how they feel…it’s all fulfilling.

Saturday morning was spent in the office, while afternoon was consumed at the session hall, mingling with my community comrades, doing some of those things that is priority. I have finished draft of barangay ordinance solely for the committee’s program on comprehensive ecological solid waste management. The papers were just in my drawer, waiting patiently to be studied, revised and to be updated. Thanks God for giving me such wisdom and much time to accomplish everything in a day.

Saturday night which was supposed to be a dinner date happened to be a date in the supermarket buying things that will be needed for my committee and public forum the following day. Going home as early as 11: 00 p.m ( too tired..Zzzzz….)

Sunday was supposed to be a schedule for my music commitments however due to unavoidable circumstances and overlapping of schedules, well, as what is expected, stating an explanation and notice of absence in choir practice (religiously done for quiet a month or two, wah!!!! ) I woke up as early as 6 in the morning preparing things that is needed for my meeting, the agendas, the documents, the papers and of course whole self so that I can clearly discuss the things that has to be clarified and settled and need to be explained thoroughly to my constituents.

1:00 p.m.THE FORUM. We had a nice chat, and I pray that what has transpire during the conversation and the survey will be implemented across the community, I also pray that the acquaintance continues to blossom into unity and friendship within the people in my neighborhood. Then, heading to chapel, dropping by for choir practice, whew!! Very good timing, the practice has just ended upon my arrival..huhuhu… can’t come up. But at least I happen to spent at least an hour chatting with them.. it makes me feel relax. Having snacks with my choir mates while keeping each other updated really is something very enjoyable, the laughter of these young worshipers really adds up to my strength to continue serving amidst difficulty with my schedules.

Around 6 in the afternoon, my “irog” fetch us up and there ends the session. Deep inside I really want to spend time with him at least even for a while, my mind really seeks a handful of worthwhile and relaxing conversation, but my body seems telling me to have some rest since the following days will be spent again to work.

Poor ‘heart of mine’. I have to end ‘my weekend’ and needs to get ready for the busy week ahead.

Happy Day!! (Blissful Celebration of Blessed LIfe)

I feel so blessed today, having witnessed the beautiful creation of God’s Miracle, for adding another year in my life. I feel so great to be surrounded by valuable friendship beyond time, beyond distance..I feel so inspire having the courage of doing and choosing something that is beyond my expectations. My loving and supportive family that is always there giving meaning to my life. I feel so great of choosing to be happy. My life for the past 27 years recently brought me to this rule: Happiness is a personal choice and not the product of anything tangible and this rule is my driving force to achieve the ultimate happiness in simplicity of life.

Ross surprised me to have arrange a flower delivery for my Birthday even though he is in Canada already

Tulips were really is my favorite flower, he sent he it together with a love letter actually written by him..

God is so good for bringing Ross into my life, his presence is beyond material things that life can enjoy, he is more than a lover but a mere fraction of my life that no matter how the formula goes, he will still know the answers. It’s not I totally have no time in the world, but it’s about having so much of passion to fulfill in a very little time. Every single day is a journey of my life that I should not miss to Thank God for all His blessing bestowed upon me. Indeed, time flies, and our journey of life is the best teachers.

Thank you for another year of success, of freedom, of wisdom and strength!