Quarantine Diary 2: Study Time!

Now is the time to study and read a book.

My goal is to be financially literate, understand the power of the mind and to meditate.

Just setting up my goals here:

  1. Meditation. I irregularly practice meditation but this time, I want to go further than being aware of my breath and clearing up the monkey mind. I want to play within my imagination and discover how marvelous it will be being able to control the mind. Keeping it shut on all negatives and being open on positive vibrations.
  2. Understand the power of the mind. I want to learn to control the frequencies of my mind and understand the manifestations or results in my life pre- “thought lessons”. I want to master the mind and the God-given opportunities brought about by the energy of the universe moving around us every single day. I want to learn by heart, the laws of the universe — the law of vibration and the law of attraction.
  3. Financially literate. I want to increase my financial IQ (which is usually not taught in school). I want to learn to think outside the box — now, this word I only hear this when I am still working in the corporate world. So thinking outside the box, developing strategies and solutions, financially. Not being afraid of the subject and multiplying time by setting up multiple sources of income (leveraging).

There is still a lot more to learn in this world we are in, and I am excited to learn, understand and see the results of each one of the ideas that my mind has created.

 

Jane Austin’s Sense and Sensibility

I didn’t realize I will be crying a bucket on this movie. The first time I watched it with my husband, I literally fell asleep.

I got so much emotions going around the characters of Col. Brandon and Marianne, Ms. Dashwood and Edward Ferris.

Col. Brandon being the invisible man. The guy who is always there, who can be a friend but his favors are not really returned. Although in the end, his persistence have gain her the love of Marianne. Give me some tissue please.ūüė≠

I was also touched how tough Ms. Dashwood is with controlling her emotions after learning that Edward is already engaged for five years with another woman. Eventhough heartbroken, she still wished them both well.

Concealing her heartbreak, Ms. Dashwood is trying to be strong for her sister, while the latter as well is ill from a heartbreak.

I dont know the magic of Jane Austin’s films with me. It just gives me a connection; an old connection I had. Well, the connection the younger me had with her husband.

Miss you today, min skat.

Heaven Indeed Gained Another Angel

Thank you for touching my life, Ms. Veronica.

In 2010, we never had the chance to work directly in Maersk. But when the news of my marriage to Allan got around, you reached out thru Lync (that was our skype before) and told me that I made the right decision of marrying him because he is a good man who loves his mother very much (with Filipino women, that is a good sign of being a good person); that you know Allan and you are close friends for a long time. I deeply appreciate that message of assurance.

With that short conversation, you are such an angel for doing that. And you are right! I am always grateful to the Big Guy up there for always keeping me surrounded with beautiful souls such as yours and my husband.

Your life filled with love will always echo through all your friends and families’ hearts even after you are gone. ’til we meet again, madam V.

Heaven gained another angel, dear. I know with your glowing aura and good heart, all the angels will keep you safe and happy up there.

PS. If not too much to ask, if ever you meet my husband, please hug him for me.

Rush Hour

As I squeeze myself inside the crowd and find myself a comfortable seat, I couldn’t help but overhear a boy with his little sister and mother also trying to fit inside the bus.

Luckily, someone was kind enough to offer a seat to the mother and the sister but not for the little boy.

As he complained for almost half the trip saying that his feet are so tired to stand up and that he’s so sleepy. I couldn’t blame him as he is telling the truth. It is indeed a long traffic jam on a rush hour.

As we pass along the stretch of Espa√Īa Blvd. with the universities and schools on the view, the boy said, “gusto ko mag-aral dyan mama paglaki ko!”. His mom just smirked and said, “hmp, ang mahal, mahal dyan”.

And the rest of the trip the little boy continuously complain.

It’s just so nice to hear such innocent words from children. With their innocence come sincerity and our old dreams. As adults we are so overwhelmed with making money in order to live and we forget the kid screaming and knocking in our hearts, as if wanted to remind us of our forgotten dreams and simple wishes.

From Lumiere’s words (B&B)

“Even a broken clock is right two times a day. But this is not one of those times.” Lumiere of Beauty and the Beast

This quote was stuck in my head after watching the classic fairytale, Beauty and the Beast. It was spoken by Lumiere, the cursed candle light.

Did my ears catch it because it is relevant into my life’s current happenings? No. It was stuck inside my¬†head for a simple reason – my brains wanted to play this kind of interpreting double meaning phrases like that quote above. Yes,¬†this tiny muscle in my head is probably bored¬†while¬†I was in the movie house.

But seriously, nothing is¬†a mistake¬†in life. May it be a good or bad experience, it forms part of the plot for what’s in store in the future.

Like the¬†pain you feel when you are broken hearted. Or like when Belle’s father got lost in the forest and got imprisoned by the beast. Everything in this world is planned. Even in the bible it says there, God knows when the leaves will fall out of the tree or even the number of the strands of our hair, He knows so well.

The Story of Longing

You might think that the worst had passed for me.

And that I am already living the best that life can offer. But as the months, years and days pass the longing and wanting keeps on growing inside.

Behind this funny face and hilarious humor I can play is the other side of me that I dont want people to see.

That every smile I give out to everyone is creating a hole in my heart. The truth that this happiness will never be seen by you. 

Not a chance. Not in this lifetime.

That each story I tell everyone is equal to my heart’s desire to tell to it to only you.

That every blink my eyes make, is my heart’s wish to bring you back.

But reality is always there forever checking if I have started to stand up again. I wish that time will come where life and me will realize that they should actually best friends.