I love my life.

Song of the Moment: Orange Sky by Alexi Murdoch

Years from now, I am going to look back at this post and find strength in this moment.

I love my life. There is really no denying the simplicity of this truth.

I love myself, for all my limitations and countless capabilities. I love my family, for being bits and pieces of who I turned out to be. I love Enzo for being my reason for being, my confidante, my protector and my forever. I love my friends, for being my source of laughter, motivation and perspective. I love my work that challenges me and pushes me to have a vision for the future, and of course, without which I can not sustain a comfortable lifestyle. I love my body, and how it makes me feel beautiful. I love my country, from which I draw my own individual quirks from its collective history and culture.

I love my silence. I love my humanity. I love who I am and everything else that surrounds who I am. And most of all, I love my God for giving me what I denied for the longest time as something I deserved.

Breather.

Song of the Moment: Reverie by Debussy 

It's one of those weeks again. I'm missing my running/swimming targets in exchange for evening rest from incredibly long, hard... days. Hehe. Montalban, Rizal on Monday. Cabuyao, Laguna on Tuesday. Meycauayan and Cabuyao, Laguna on Wednesday (Ack! Opposite ends of GMA!).  Mexico, Pampanga on Thursday. Muntinlupa City and Cabuyao, Laguna on Friday. I swear, these gasoline companies are making so much money from people like me. 

I like the feeling of being busy, actually. It's a masochistic assurance that I'm productive. I like driving long roads and then pulling over because you have to urgently take a call or reply to a text message. It's like you're actually of consequence to the company you work for. (Tsk tsk. I don't normally pull over by the way. And my phone's on touch screen! Danger!) 

But I know there are health risks to this kind of lifestyle. That's why I committed to very rigorous targets in terms of physical activity. And I started listening to more soothing (aka Classical) music on the road so I don't get stressed by traffic congestion. And I'm gonna attend the Glimpse to Zen on Sunday, because I want to learn and master high-level meditation practices.

I need breathers like this. 

So 2009 is at hand. I'm cooking up so many things in the kitchen. But the few times I can, I think I will take time to just pause and feel the present. I'm glad I'm right here, right now. I wouldn't want it any other way. :)

Giddy Girl.

Song of the Moment: Feel Good Inc. by Gorillaz

I feel happy today. 

Today, I was told that I was getting there. That I could be the person meant for the job. And for once, I feel like I'm at the right place at the right time. 

"The entrepreneur in us sees opportunities everywhere we look, but many people see only problems everywhere they look. The entrepreneur in us is more concerned with discriminating between opportunities than he or she is with failing to see the opportunities." --- Michael Gerber

stay hungry. stay foolish.

Song of the Moment: New Soul by Yael Naim

People have put a lot of thought into the coming of the New Year. I am no exception.

Apart from the thick smoke from fireworks, different emotions enveloped the sky when the clock struck midnight. Reminiscing. Pain. Anticipation. Anxiety. Optimism. Promise. Empowerment. Fear. Sorrow. Joy. Nonchalance. Loneliness. Togetherness. Pretension. Sincerity. Vanity. Depression. Hope. Warmth. Chilll. Guilt. Forgiveness. Forget.

Fortunately, I don't have a lot of coherent words to say about the turning of the year. I just know that people need to believe on something in order to survive this year. Things don't have to make a lot of sense right now because there isn't anything you can predict in its totality at all. Things will only make sense when you look back at things and say, "This would not have happened if I didn't [blank]". So please don't be too hard on yourself. Enjoy the awakening of new things. Enjoy the new and the old. Resolutions exist to inspire and bring you a deeper sense of joy; they should not punish.

I wanted to borrow this citation from one of the few people I look up to: Steve Jobs. In his key note address to the Stanford 2006 Graduating Class, he clinched his speech with two simple phrases:

Stay Hungry, Stay Foolish.

Indeed, I am the only link from who I am now to what I can become. Stay hungry, stay foolish.