All posts filed under: Philosophy

Onwards, Always Onwards

What does it mean to no longer be able to hide behind the crisis of quarter life, too early for the mid life excuse. Perhaps it is the perfect time to be pushing oneself, or maybe to just be. After all, by this time, lessons should have been learned. But isn’t it really the point, to keep learning, year after year, and in the process of finding dreams (fulfilling some, being completely and utterly shattered and heartbroken by others), onwards, always onwards — there are beauty, laughter, friendship, family and love. Photo taken in Alaska, US

Collectors of Memory Fragments (and Pictures of Acadia)

There are these places we see, take our breath away and stay with us. Time passes and we forget details — but a sound, an image, a flicker of a memory, and one can relive the feeling of being captivated as if it were yesterday. Is it the intangible way we just know there are things that can affect one so greatly, a reminder of wonder and awe and life’s mysteries, time passing and the world’s beauty revealed in small fragments, whenever we set our eyes on a new sight, or share it with someone close to our heart? So we become a collector of fragments, seeking more of these pieces, of these places we take with us when we leave them behind and become a part of who we define ourselves to be. This post was inspired by pictures from our trip to Acadia National Park in Maine, US. As I mentioned in this blog before, one of our goals (my boyfriend and I) is to visit all US National Parks. We were able check …

Of First Princes, Princesses and Loss: Some Words of Thanks

That part of childhood where one starts believing in princes and princesses, but more importantly, in magic; that good triumphs over evil; and that there is more to life than riches and looks — lessons from fairytales, wonderful stories he used to read to me at bedtime. Those lazy afternoon snack times where he whips up his home-made pancakes; his artsy self creating elaborate birthday stages. Upon adulthood, the one prayer he had for us cousins to find our own princes and princesses who wouldn’t ever turn into frogs. Thank you, tito Nam, be at peace now, you are so loved.

On Failure, Finding One’s Path and The Continuous Pursuit

It feels like ages ago today since a friend and I ventured into an experiment that lost us a lot of time, effort and capital. It was not a successful undertaking — we were naive, inexperienced, and suffice it to say, now older and wiser, there are a lot of things we would have done differently. For a few years I regretted the decision to go into the business, and subsequently, fail at it. But there is a lot of truth to this, though a cliche — that failure, I have found, helps shape you. Professionally, I wear many hats. I went to college for business, subsequently found myself in communications, graphic design, web, digital and marketing. I was speaking to a colleague a few weeks back who has just recently started an online business of her own, which led me to reveal to her my personal history down the path of entrepreneurship. In the few minutes we spoke about ideas for her venture, I realized that had I not tried — failing at it, …

On Serenity

In the middle of crowds and chaos, I am learning to tune out noise and aspire for calm. There, in the in between, in the just-arrived and not-there-yet; the I can come in and choose to stay an observer; twinkling lights, fun and merry-go-rounds against a soft picturesque as-if-it-was-painted backdrop; the middle of the day and night, the light still but not quite dark — is serenity. Picture taken of Warwick’s 4th of July Carnival, 2014, Warwick, NY using my iPhone Weekly Photo Challenge: Serenity

When Life Hands You Polar Vortex

Our old friend winter is back, and it looks like we are getting the same sub-zero temperatures we experienced last year. Having originally come from a tropical country, I love winter. The first fall of a snow flake, everything covered in white — just beautiful. It is brutally cold, but it is an opportunity to find ways to keep warm. Hug and snuggle with a loved one. Gather friends and play in the snow. Put on lots of layers and take your dog out for a walk in a park you haven’t explored before, winter views are breathtaking. Make hot chocolate and write that book you have been meaning to write, or maybe read one from the best seller list, take that much needed time for yourself. Revel in the beauty of the winter, and in the promise of spring. Photos taken when my friends and I went snow tubing in Mountain Creek, NJ

Looking Ahead to 2015

When I was a little girl, I used to get a lot of skinned knees from falling. I was not the most coordinated kid in the playground. Having grown up an only child, and my cousin not being born for another six years, I would play a lot of my own games with my aunts and uncles or on my own. Sometimes, in the company of neighbors a little older than me. I had a sheltered childhood where skinned knees, scratches and bruises were a norm for a child when she tries to run, or climb, because a child would not know her limitations, but then everyone comes to her aid right away. A bandaid, candy and a hug and everything’s fixed. During my 18th birthday, (in the Philippines, a girl’s 18th birthday is the equivalent of the United State’s sweet 16th) my mom, in her speech, told my guests that when I was a child, I used to fall a lot. She said, now I am all grown up. It was an anecdote that …