All posts tagged: World view

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, …

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 …

It Was Still A Great Day After All

Travel opens one up to a multitude of experiences. The luckiest of us see the realities of life in the midst of our journeys, good and bad, and even in the most everyday and simplest of situations are confronted with truths about the world we live in. I am an idealist, and those stereotypes often heard in stories and read in books, are just that to me. Stories and history — after all, we have come a long way and are well into the most modern of times. Until we sat down to grab lunch at a restaurant in Marseilles, with tables of people being served their food, and a waiter comes over to our table and tells us that they are closed and no longer serving food when it was clear they were still taking other people’s orders. Why us? Was it that I am Asian? Was it because my boyfriend is American? Was it that we were together and from the States? Did they not like the way we looked, how we were …

What Socrates Must Have Meant

When I was younger, I went to a leadership seminar where the whole week was dedicated to “knowing thyself.” I thought then, still very na├»ve, that a week of introspection led me to the answer. Some of my contemporaries, even more naive, thought they already had the answer. A few years later in my 20’s, I realized that I did not fully know what I wanted to do, which direction I wanted to go, being introduced for the first time to the realities of failure and hard choices, hence questioning — perhaps I really did not know myself. It led to anxious self doubt, and yet each day I learned more and more and started to realize the person I was at 15 wasn’t the person I was at 20, and had grown leaps between 20 and 21. Today, I am learning that the idea of looking at oneself as a constant looks great on paper, but in reality is an illusion. Self reflection, looking at ourselves in a mirror or under a microscope, in …

On Leaving

As we watch a place get smaller from a window of a plane, or a train, a car, we leave our old selves behind. For no matter the reason and however long — a year to study abroad, a week or two exploring cities we haven’t been, whether it’s for work, family or friends — we come back a different person. We do not know this as we watch the distance increase between what we left behind and where we are going in the beautiful, cotton candy clouds seen from the plane window, or the farmlands whizzing by a super highway. But something different, when we come back, as the same scenes will have a different meaning.

Wednesday Sightings: Sunset in Istanbul

What do you see when you wake up? How about when your day is about to wind down? Have you had the chance to have been able to marvel at sunrises and sunsets half the world over? Aren’t these priceless, humbling experiences ones that diminish all the importance and effort we put on the insignificant, minute stresses of our everyday — and beauty, only beauty, comes into focus?   Photos taken of an Istanbul, Turkey, sunset from the Celebrity Constellation Cruise Ship, November 2013