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The Art of Letting Go

“We often fool ourselves and say, that it’s love only because when it’s gone we end up being lonely. So how are we to know that it is just weren’t so, that we just have to let each other go.” It’s over. He’s gone! Why do we have to part while the love is still there? Why do we have to suffer? Why do we have to cry when someone bids goodbye? Why does beginning have an end? Why do we have to meet only to lose in the end? There are questions left unanswered, words left unsaid, letters left unread, poems left undone, songs left unsung, love left unexpressed, promises left unfulfilled. In relationship, one of the hardest things to do is saying goodbye and letting go. It is hard as breaking a crystal because you’ll never know when you’ll be able to pick up the pieces again. More often than not, they who go, feel not the pain of parting. It is they who stay behind that suffer, because they are left with memories of a love that was meant to be, a love that was. “There ar

The Secret of Unhappiness

The secret of the "I Want" Focusing on evil Make demands of yourself I need many things Live in resentment The secret of self-pity The path of envy Expect high by Fr. Moga, SJ

From Gab

“Nobody deserves your tears, but whoever deserves them will not make you cry.” --Gabriel Garcia Marquez "If I knew that today would be the last time I’d see you, I would hug you tight and pray the Lord be the keeper of your soul. If I knew that this would be the last time you pass through this door, I’d embrace you, kiss you, and call you back for one more. If I knew that this would be the last time I would hear your voice, I’d take hold of each word to be able to hear it over and over again. If I knew this is the last time I see you, I’d tell you I love you, and would not just assume foolishly you know it already." --Gabriel Garcia Marquez "He is ugly and sad...but he is all love" --Gabriel Garcia Marquez

Poem Excerpts from Millay

Lament Life must go on, And the dead be forgotten; Life must go on, Though good men die;(...) Life must go on; I forget just why.

XLVII by Edna Vincent Millay

Well, I have lost you and I lost you fairly; In my own way, and with my full consent, Say what you will kings in a tumbril rarely Went to their deaths more proud than this one went. Some night of apprehension and hot weeping I will confess; but that's permitted me: Day dried my eyes; I was not one for keeping Rubbed in a cage a wing that would be free. If I have loved you less or played you slyly I might have held you for a summer more, But at the cost of words I value highly, And no such summer as the one before. Should I outlive this anguish--and men do-- I shall have only one good to say of you.

From Flora

“Sometimes we put to much passion on the biggest dreams and priorities in life that we fail to love the smallest pleasures from simple things. We search so much for the right choices, for the right paths to walk through, for the right time and the for the right reasons. But life isn’t all about searching for the things that can be found. It is about letting the unexpected happen and finding things you never searched for.” The longer one observes the rhythms of life, the more one notices that certain days are simply more important than others. One day is filled with portent, while the next is practically void of significance. Such is the relative nature of days."

Enemy Within

Of the seven deadly sins, anger is possibly the most fun. To taste your own wounds, to smack your lips with grievances, to roll over your tongue the prospect of bitter confrontations still to come, to taste both the pain you are given and the pain you are giving back. The main drawback is that what you are putting down is yourself, the main course at the feast is you, and the loser is you. Anger is the most impotent of passions. It effects nothing it goes about, and hurts the one who is possessed by it more than the one against whom it is directed. Anger does not improve yourself, but it helps you hurt or step on someone. You cannot make others as you wish them to be, since you cannot make yourself as you wish to be. A man makes inferiors his superiors by heat, self control is the rule and solution. Anger is an uncontrollable feeling that betrays yourself, it is also the powerful force that blows out the light of reason. Know this to be the enemy within: ANGER, born in desire. ANONYMOU

My Students' Insights

After my discussion of the poem entitled, "The Old Man, His Son and Their Bike" they've come up with these insights: Do not make accusations without knowing the real situation. --AC, Tasha Be confident in your decision, for being influenced leads to your own destruction.--Alex, Firmo Satisfying others to satisfy yourself won't be very satisfactory. --Joanna, Jasmine Before you satisfy other's thirst, satisfy yourself first.--Jhanine, Faye Don't believe in what other's say but believe in your initiative.--Marlon Don't let others pull your strings like a puppet.--Jimmy, Martie If you pretend to be someone else sooner or later that's who you become.--Kym

Sadness

"for all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these.. "it might have been......" john greenleaf whittier "them most gladsome thing in the world is that we seldom fall low, the saddest that , with such capabilities , we seldom rise high..." james mathew barrie "the saddest thing in the world, is loving someone who used to love you" Anonymous "Don't fear failure so much that you refuse to try new things. The saddest summary of a life contains three descriptions: could have, might have, and should have. " Louis E. Boone 'Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. ' Percy Bysshe Shelley

At This Very Minute...

someone is thinking of you someone cares about you. someone misses you someone wants to hold your hand. someone wants you to be happy. someone wants to hug you. someone will do anything for you. someone needs to know your love is unconditional. someone wants to tell you how much they care. someone wants to stay up watching movies w/ you. someone wants to hold you in their arms. someone wants to see you. someone wants to be your lover. someone loves you for who you are. someone loves the way you make them feel. someone wants to be with you. someone wants you to know they are there for you. someone is glad that you're their friend. someone is wishing you would notice them. someone wants to get to know you better. someone loves you.

Keep It Real

BOY: I saw her today GIRL: I saw him today BOY: It seems like its been forever GIRL: I wonder if he still cares BOY: She looks better than before GIRL: I couldn't stop staring at him BOY: I asked her how things were going GIRL: I asked about his new girlfriend BOY: I'd choose her over any girl im with GIRL: He's probablly really happy right now BOY: I couldnt look at her without starting to cry GIRL: He couldnt even look at me BOY: I told her I miss her GIRL: He doesnt mean it BOY: I meant it GIRL: He didnt mean it BOY: I love her GIRL: He loves his new girlfriend BOY: I held her for the last time GIRL: He gave me a friendly hug BOY: Then I went home and cried GIRL: Then I went home and cried BOY: I lost her GIRL: I still love him

The Tao of Pooh

Who’s Talking? Pooh is. Pooh: “We might find something that we weren’t looking for, which might be just what were looking for, really,” “When you wake up in the morning, Pooh,” said Piglet at last, “what’s the first thing you say to yourself?” “What’s for breakfast?” said Pooh. “What do you say, Piglet?” “I say, I wonder what’s going to happen exciting today?” said Piglet. Pooh nodded thoughtfully. It’s the same thing,” he said. “Rabbit’s clever,” said Pooh thoughtfully. “Yes,” said Piglet, “Rabbit’s clever.” “And he has Brain.” “Yes,” said Piglet, “Rabbit has Brain.” There was a long silence. “I suppose,” said Pooh, “That that’s why he never understands anything.” …you can’t help respecting anybody who can spell TUESDAY, even if he doesn’t spell it right; but spelling isn’t everything. There are days when spelling Tuesday simply doesn’t count. “What do you like doing best in the world, Pooh?” “Well,” said Pooh, “what I like best – “ a

A Thought from Homer

How people wish they'd be treated with sincerity and be offered with clean intentions--free from prejudices and biases which each person possesses.

By Paolo Coelho

“I think that perhaps we always fall in love the very first time we see the man of our dreams, even though, at the time, reason may be telling otherwise, and we may fight against that instinct, hoping against hope that we won't win, until there comes a point when we allow ourselves to be vanquished by our feelings...”—Paolo Coelho “Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worse kind of suffering.”--Paolo Coelho “One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving.” —Paolo Coelho “You can become blind by seeing each day as a similar one. Each day is a different one, each day brings a miracle of its own. It's just a matter of paying attention to this miracle.” —Paolo Coelho “But there is suffering in life, and there are defeats. No one can avoid them. But it's better to lose some of the battles in the struggles for your dreams than to be defeated without ever knowing what you're fighting for.” —Paolo C

By Kahlil Gibran

And ever has it been known that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation. –Kahlil Gibran Exaggeration is truth that has lost its temper. –Kahlil Gibran Friendship is always a sweet responsibility, never an opportunity. –Kahlil Gibran I have learned silence from the talkative, toleration from the intolerant, and kindness from the unkind; yet, strange, I am ungrateful to those teachers.—Kahlil Gibran If you love somebody, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours. And if they don't, they never were. —Kahlil Gibran The obvious is that which is never seen until someone expresses it simply.—Kahlil Gibran

The Dilemma

To laugh is to risk appearing a fool To weep is to risk appearing sentimental To reach out to another is to risk involvement To expose feelings is to risk rejection To place dreams before the crowd is to risk ridicule. To love is to risk not being loved in return To go forward in the face of overwhelming odds is to risk failure But risks must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing. The person who risks nothing does nothing, has nothing and is nothing. He may avoid suffering or sorrow, but he cannot learn, feel, change, grow or love. Chained by his certitudes he is a slave. He has forfeited his freedom. Only a person who takes risks is free. Anonymous

A Film Punch

I happen to browse my friend's cellular phone and incidentally found these lines from the films he watched. Too bad, I wasn't able to see all these movies, but indeed they gave me a good punch right after each line read. :D "Love has given me wings, so I must fly" - A Knight's Tale "You make me want to be a better man" - Anastasia "It's the scariest day of the year. Yet only one thing scares me, that we might never have met." - Autumn in New York "You are what I never knew I always wanted." - Fools Rush In "Will you love me for the rest of your life? "No, I'll love you for the rest of mine." - Phenomenon "Don't say we aren't right for each other, the way I see it is, we aren't right for anyone else." - The Cutting Edge "When you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible." - When Harry Met Sally

Hit by Words

"So then we turn to lying hoping that we can lie to ourselves" " It's better to cross the line and suffer the consequences than to just stare at the line for the rest of your life.

My Haikus

a meek fur in cave its echoes, catching z's all around, then, a petal moves orange leaves fell from a tree caressing my palms... a fiery ball between two bulky hills targets paleness of cheeks a color holding on to a petal the invisible strands blew hard lost... green spines from still dense branches housing fur inside small bean thrown on soil-- a tree... raise, O, broken saucer strands of wind slap your rays all are hiding heart shaped frames on trees they hover humming silence brown hands humming along by its body curves-- it sang sword thrust green frames, worms bodies are nourished in dark, back to stillness white snow sheet covers the compact soil deep down, shaking bodies shivering bones alone under resting twigs shadows from heavenly craters eyelashes worshipped the glare reflected the color of the leaves as droplets of ice fall with the strands of branches rattle with the twigs forming graceful steps as a catterpillar in a cocoon clothed with anticipation it's opening,

Cartography

People are blindfolded cartographers of life.

Suffer

All my life, I've learned to suffer in silence... Source: Witch of Portobello by Paolo Coelho Reflection: Let me say it, "All my life, I've learned to suffer in silence" . This has been the only way I knew best to keep friendships, relationships and acquaintances. Every time I am at rage, I keep it deep down my recesses of emotional seas... It created typhoons within, huriccanes of mixed emotions. It lambasted the serenity of my undisturbed waters. Although this turbulence shakes my identity, virtues rose from the blue waters of my melancholy. After the adversities I was beset, calmness settles in--the sun is once again visible, animals in hibernation went out their hide-outs, celebrating the beauty of nature's placidity. At the end of the day, I am still seeing my friends' delightful countenance, they still call me by name and I kept my bonds of my personal lines of events.

Defiance

Keeping one's virginity is a rightful defiance.

To Look For

"We might find something that we weren't looking for which might be just we were looking for, really..." Source: Tao of Pooh by Benjamin Hoff

Late

Before he was there,now, he is nowhere I pretended, I never intended To find the trust which ended as rust I was his only that time can never beat it badly But that was my thought, he surrendered as i fought He struggled while I was boggled By his enthusiasm which I doubted as sarcasm For him all is true, my mind and heart construe Just then time watered the fire, I was to play his lyre As I strummed, i saw no ear and found my fear All was gone when I decided to be his one Now, am alone in a monotone These I saw, and made up as a law Time lessens intensity, those feelings of less density Time can test, it chooses what's best He was less I confirmed my guess The rest attests, he loved lest

Alaala

Alaala, Ikay handog ni Bathala, Nilalathala Ng kahapong mga gantimpala Alaala, Bigla, bigla; ngiti ay pinipiga upang lumitaw ang saya at laya

Out By Lead

rriFrom a simple bloodstain to a massive bloodshed From chatting butterflies to roaring eagles From a sprouting bud to wildest of forests From smokey outburts to a nebula blast These, Within the hardworking organ A shouting silence Once whispered by madness It started to burn the residue Of unspoken libretto It boiled the red fluid which ran through and tinted the violet dead channels as it embraces the slender grasping bones cuddling the thin cylindrical wood Whooosh.. from the black tip of its opening apex... Out it goes. Out!

Hunghong ug Mulo

Wa gayod maskin dukot, maskin lawog sa lubot sa hungot. Nagkagod apan wa maskin tansan. Kay sa kalisod, Ang kapid-ang tawo nagsaguyod wa pa kapabulad sa ilang mga mulo ngadto sa dako-dako nga gialirongan og gipatalinghogan sa mga manuplaay nga nagdako sa kahamugaway. Sa may kinadak-ang pako, sila nagapanghunghong, nagapatubo sa gahom, namasak sa ekonomiyang lusak. Ug tungod sa ilang kabungol, nangaslom na ang hiyos nga mga tungol.

Iti

Nigula gikan sa lubot sa mayang nagpalami sa bayabas nga hinog. Nahagbong Itom, nagtikoskos daw siling kuyos apan sa sulod may lisong nangandoy sa sidlak sa adlaw.

In Amity

In love, people should be claustrophobic. Their feeling of collective attraction to be with and for others is basically lain on the ashes of those who long for and are in selfish commitments and shallow engangements. Struggle is to exclusively commit oneself as it refuses to detach from amity. Here lies growth. Somewhere else? qualms coat souls . Hhhmmmmm... and so, ending up as the individuals that they are, they wanted no more, no less. Although desolation visits their reveries, they remain tough against goodbyes. The facticity that people do come and go is what everybody inherently walks through. Significant others leave...in their time and in their ways. Those left are hurt by ways they made up themselves and by which they are healed. People was never cheated. He cheats himself. Everytime individuals give themselves, they gain themselves twice. No loss, none at all. Generosity is a selfish act. :) uhhhh... paradox? oxymoron? or irony? -- a personification of virtue...:)