Mind The Gap

Mind the gap

These past few days my creative juices stop flowing. Frustration would grip every writer when this thing happens. I am. Thankfully, images are great life-savers.

I am not under the spell of writer’s block. My mind is just too stressed to receive or share fresh insights. Others call this overwhelm. It really is. I tackle too many things this time: completing office stuff before the year ends, home-decorating ideas for Christmas, prepping for the company’s Christmas party presentation and taking the necessary steps for a full-blown online writing career.

Yes, I am into bringing my life’s passion to the next level. I want to roll into one my passion and work. Perhaps I would be less stressed by then since there is not much effort on my part. This is the new  recipe I am cooking for my life when the new year starts. With much hope that I could create a perfect dish.

This leads me to focus on the gaps in between. This is the gap that Ben Huberman talks about in this week’s Discover Challenge. This gap is the missing link in the journey from here to there. Here is where the initiative, perseverance, persistence, strategies, actions and the like come into the picture. And here is where I am at this point. I guess, most of us are.

On the other side of the coin are the challenges inherent to every success journey. This is very much anticipated. While it would be my desire to weather every storm along the way, there may be some instances where I spread myself too thinly. I could just prepare myself for these things.

I greatly believe: When God leads us to an unknown path, He would never ever leave us. This is what I keep holding on to. Come what may, God is with me.

May you already found the gap that leads you from here to there.

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Mind the Gap

Anticipate

The Flame

The Flame

In deep slumber I was,

Lying at ease,

Carried by the humdrum

of everyday.

But life was such

an enigmatic beauty.

At first, it was a spark,

Followed by bursts of fire,

‘Til it became a flame—

A flame I could not extinguish.

On and on it burned.

Burned my peace,

And ignited a longing.

The rope of monotony snapped.

Okay,  I said finally.

Write I must,

But with a prayer I pleaded,

“Just please guide me God,

or else, the flame

would just die to naught.”

Flames

 

Finding My Home

Finding my home

Developing Your Eye: Day 1

Hello there! My dear readers, you may have noticed that I am less wordy with my previous posts. There were even days where I have skipped posting. All because I am starting to get busy with my ‘career transition‘ phase; that phase of your life where you want to settle in a place where your need, desire, heart, and soul meet.

We are on the age where earning our bread-and-butter could be less irksome and more fun making us more productive. I am on the process of getting from here to there. Because I see myself to be more productive in the path I am about to tread.

Thus, I may be able to share short reflections and photos while I am spending less time here. But I do promise to post any reflection that would come up from the inspiration within, no matter how long it may be.

Two weeks ago I enrolled in Blogging University‘s Developing Your Eye course. I did not find the response from my email, until I checked out the Social emails inbox the other day. I found all the 10-day lessons there. Since I enrolled in it, I must do it. And this is my first post in response to it.

A bit of coincidence, as I see it. The course’ Day One is about ‘finding your home.’ I, actually, am on the process of finding my ‘home.’ I am both excited and a little bit apprehensive about it. But I must do it. I owe it to myself to give it a ‘home‘ that I can best serve my family and others, especially to you too my dear readers. From time to time I would be sharing here how my journey goes.

And that house in the photo? That is a cottage house by the beach. Someday soon I see myself having my own house by the beach too!

May God be with me and with us all!

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Irksome

 

How To Slay A Giant

 

There was never a hint of fear as David aimed his sling at Goliath’s forehead. The stone penetrated into the giant’s forehead which caused him to fall down. David then took the giant’s sword and cut off Goliath’s head.

How did David got the courage to do this? To think, he was not a member of the king’s army. He was there because he was asked by his father to bring food for his brothers who were there for forty days to fight with the king’s army. The battle lasted that long as no one would want to face the giant for the fear of being killed.

David kept on asking the men as to what the reward may be if ever someone would kill the giant, until the king heard him. The king discouraged him because he was young and inexperienced. But David boldly related to the king how he killed lions and bears just to protect his sheep. Saul then approved that David would face the giant.

David faced the giant without sword and armor for it were too heavy for him to carry and he was not used to it. He boldly declared that when it is God’s will to deliver the enemy unto his people’s hands it requires no sword or spear. Eventually, he defeated Goliath.

Is David’s story applicable to the modern times? Absolutely.

Key Points:

  • David was trained in solitude. He was there all alone tending his flock because he was a shepherd. In solitude his character was formed. The solitude makes us face our self, our longings, our deeper issues. When all our issues are resolved, our character is strengthened. It is in solitude too, that we find God.
  • David grew up in obscurity. Men and women of God, servant-leaders in the making, are first unknown, unseen, unappreciated, and unapplauded. In the quiet context of obscurity, character is built. Today, with the advent of social media we may be seen and known, but when our purpose for being here is to gain popularity, we are not best qualified as God’s personnel. It requires time to build a character and credibility.
  • David lived a life of monotony. It is being faithful in the menial, insignificant, routine, unexciting, uneventful, daily tasks of life. Life without a break… without vacation in white sand beaches or a travel to famous places. Just plain life, constant, unchanging… with nobody else around to notice or to care. This one is a big challenge for us today. For every suggestion of ‘successful’ people, we tend to follow. Everything becomes a sensation. We do things because it is popular and we want to ride with the tide. We come to believe that our value lies in the number of Likes, Shares, or Follows in our social media account. We do things differently to avoid monotony.
  • David was disciplined in reality. He lived in his real world. He killed lions and bears when no one was looking. He did it because he was a responsible shepherd. Here, we are called to be real that we may defeat every lion and bear that would hold us prey. This is a reality that urges us to stand firmly on our ground and not let other’s twisted notions and convictions to sway us away from our right path.
  • David was confident. He believed he could slay the giant which he eventually did. Confidence is what the modern gurus teach us to acquire. They are right. No one could face life’s battles without the right amount of confidence.
  •  David used his skills and the right weapon that fitted him to kill the giant, instead of the weapons and armors of the trained army. ‘This is what the experts do and use, you must use it too.’ Sounds familiar right? In our modern times, we tend to follow the expert in order to become an expert. There may be nothing wrong with that as we do ‘need’ mentors in one way or another to get ‘there.’ What we must be aware though is the reality that we have different skills and we have different calling. We need to learn the specific skills for our specific calling.
  • David had great faith in God. He believed God would deliver the giant unto his hands. God did. This we must always remember. If there are giants looming before our path, we need to possess that great faith that God would deliver those giants unto our hands. We need not only the skills, but also the faith.

May we be able to slay all the giants that challenge us along the way.

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Giant

 

Smoke Gets In Her Eyes

Smoke gets in her eyes.

Smoke gets in my eyes,” my friend told me unabashedly as she wiped the tears away from her eyes. If we were grilling, I would have accepted that truth easily. But we were not. We were in the living room and not in the kitchen. It took minutes for my boggled mind to compose. Then I slowly realized the depth of what she was going through emotionally. Her pains just struck her somewhere and cause ‘smoke’ to get in her eyes.

How many times this situation happens to me too. A painful thought just flash before my mind, then ‘smoke gets in my eyes’. I am just thankful this happens seldom in my life now, except when I am in church with my mind, body and soul. ‘Smoke gets in my eyes’ easily.

How often do I used to escape to the comfort room or in my bedroom when I sense ‘smoke is getting in my eyes.’ The ‘smoke’ triggers are negative criticisms, backbiting, scolding, humiliating words and all kinds of negativeness thrown my way. But life is the school of hard knocks. The more you are beaten, the stronger you become. The more you rise, the more you gain wisdom.

I have beaten my ‘smoke’ triggers by expanding my mind, expanding my world and accepting everything to be just as it is. For many great teachers passed this way: Jesus, Mohammad, Buddha. After them the world still remains, full of pain and shame. BUT once a person has the WILL to follow their every teaching, that person becomes FREE. So why focus on the world outside that I have no control over when the world inside could be saved if I just WANT to? And by directing that inner world into the light, the world outside benefits from it in subtle ways. ‘Smoke’ triggers are then beaten slowly.

May you would be able to beat your ‘smoke’ triggers too.

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Smoke

 

Please Be Guided Accordingly

Please be guided accordingly

I was taken off-guard the moment they entered one by one. I knew I was not supposed to stare at people while inside. I should have my full focus on the purpose of my coming here. But by their looks, inside the place of worship, seemed not to coincide at all.

They were a group of young people, four to be exact, probably eighteen years old and above. They wore shorts and shirts appropriate only for the beach. Slowly they entered the church while the choir sang the Gloria.  They settled at the pew in the front row right behind the choir.

By their looks one could say they are not local Parishioners. I was just a kind of shock why they have to make such a dramatic entrance with how they look. My friend who sat in front of me whispered to his wife asking who they were. His wife just shrugged her shoulders and signaled at him to be quiet.

Okay. We were inside of the church attending the holy mass. We were not supposed to judge nor criticize anyone. But here is my take:

The church is a place of worship, therefore, a place of respect too. The church does not stand for its Parishioners. It stands for God. We could talk to God or pray to God anywhere, anytime. But when we CHOOSE to WORSHIP God inside the church attending a HOLY MASS, we must be aware of our every act and make ourselves presentable before God. It is our responsibility to not make the little ones stumble because of our actions. We could not simply say, “It’s the problem of the people why they judge or criticize me, when in fact I just go there to attend the mass. I have clear intentions.” If you have clear intentions, why not make yourself ‘presentable‘? If you have clear intentions, you could have chosen to sit at the rear end pews where people hardly notices you. There, you could pray and worship without being conscious of how oddly you look inside this place.

Other churches have signage at their entrance directing people to attend mass or enter the church in proper attire. This signage specifically states as to what attire are acceptable and what are not. Our local church does not have it. I suppose, it is only on the prerogative of the Parish priest.

After the mass, I waited for my husband outside. He is a choir member, and it is their job to keep the instruments in their proper place after being used. When he joined me, he said those young people were the students of the choir’s music teacher. This teacher came from the other island adjacent to ours. He said they were there because they visited one local beach the day before.

For me, it was still not an excuse why they have to show up with their beach attire. They could have covered themselves with scarf or whatever that would not show any disrespect for the holy mass and the people in there.

Whoever we are, wherever we go, we carry our faith with us. In these days of restless travels, we must always be aware if we have imprinted a pleasant impression on the place we are about to leave. We must not leave it to people to understand us, we must also understand the people in the places we visit. And it is much, much better to leave a GOOD example to strangers who would soon forget our face, but would never forget how we made them feel.

My plea to the Millennials out there: Please do NOT stretch the rules of the church to fit in with your lifestyle.

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Banned