Change is in our hand.

I've been gone for almost, I think, 3 weeks in blogging. I was so busy with my work here in Provincial Capitol, Province of Bohol, Philippines. Half of the day was being consumed in encoding the list of the names of the people of Bohol for the government to have a computerized record. It was a very exhausted work to do. But that the way it was.

This is the routine that I did for the whole 3 weeks in my life. But it was not quite boring because I have friends in work who always making jokes. We laugh and laugh to the brink of losing hold of our saliva. Hehehe. But it's true. I do believe it's a remedy for not engulfing ourselves from the boring routine in the workplace.

I realize that it's hard to live life if you don't own your time. We can manage time but it's different if we own our time. There are to much delays of the plan you want to do if you don't own your time. Really, I am not getting happy in that situation. That's what I realize now. I am not happy. I feel I am in the box in which I find myself unproductive. I realize that I have to make a decision -- a decision that would ever change the state of my life, a fruitful and productive life.

I am dreaming of early retirement. In my retirement, I'm beginning to travel into different places, eat in different restaurant in the world, having a vacation in different panoramic and historical places, and many other activities in life that makes me happy and enjoy. How I do it? first and foremost, I have to make my decision now or else things may remain in dreams. Perhaps, if I'm not making my decision now I may find myself living in a daydream -- dreaming when my eyes open, nothing happens. It is so sad. I'm pity to myself.

But this would not happen. I have to make my decision now for a big change -- change that would make a history; a history that people would always remember. When people hear the word "change" it points directly to my life -- Russ' life. Hehehehe. It somewhat an insane dream but it's not. It's possible. I can do it. Or you can do it too. I start it now. Change is in my hand.

A Tribute to Mama.

for 9 months I am swimming in the jelly-like world.
I'm hearing a voice comes from nowhere.
And I don't have any idea where it comes from.
But I feel the security.

I receive sustenance from the source,
That makes me comfortable to live longer in that world.
I don't know still where it comes from.
However, I feel the love that I never experience yet.

But that world never last long;
I am being push away from that world where I acquainted already.
There is this light shining over my face that makes me cry.
I feel that I'm dying because of the pain of being away from my home.
the pain of feeling discomfort.

I cry and cry until I hear the voice of many.
A voice that is unfamiliar to me;
A voice of happiness and joy;
A voice of welcoming.

But there is only one voice that I am familiar with.
It comes from a creature so called, WOMAN.
Her voice echoes to my senses when I was in my so called home.

When my eyes open, I still hear the gentle voice that always echo to my ear.
I heard it from the so called WOMAN. Ana that woman is called MAMA.
Now I found out that MAMA is the one who bores me within that 9 months.
She is the one I feel the caress and love.

Now, comes a special day.
It is her natal day.
A day to remember.

MAMA, thank you for all.
Thank you for the best thing you have done;
Thank you for the sacrifices you've spent for me to live.
Thank you Mama Teresita Bayno.
She is my wonderwoman mother.

The Pirouetting Heart

Our world now is having crisis. I'm not talking about economic crisis here. I'm talking about Love. We are in crisis of love. In reality, people doesn't know how, when, or whom to love. We are intensely in crisis. Love is the most abused word that I ever heard. People say I love you but in reality he or she is half-hearted. There are some who are true to their love but along the way when temptation comes his or her love starts to fade until it will be gone if it is not being patched up.

Why is this so? It's a question of maturity where it comes to love. Our love then should be molded with high spirituality not in religiousity. We are religious or faithful because it is a package to a relationship. This is a weak foundation of love.Our love should be grounded with high spirituality. It should come from above. Discernment is a demand to an authentic love.

How's is your love to your parents? How is your love to your wife, if you have? How is your love to your children, if you have? How is your love to your neighbor?
Let us discernfully think about this. Pray and you'll have a courage to face this deep-rooted, unlovable attitude - not to love whole-heartedly. Pray and you'll be authentic to your love. Pray and you'll be rejoicing with all your heart because you are full of love. You'll be graced from above.