i was asking myself why a lot of write ups, oppositions and restraining orders about the movie, the da vinci code. i read the book last year, and it was just like another book that i read. sheer entertainment. books should do that to you. it is either you will stop to think and ponder, enlighten and entertain you.
about the church worrying that it will have an effect on our belief is a sheer baloney. i read the book and my fate is as strong as ever. with my vivid imagination, i don't think dan brown's theory affect me in any way. that is why we have brains to distinguish the truth from fiction.
what i was thought since i was a child and what i learned from school, is the best reference i have about christianity. the bible, which was written a thousand years ago, is still the most tangible testimony of what really happened. there are some doctrines that i dont agree with, but i do believe in mama mary and jesus christ. in fact my husband and my kids are all marian devotees. under the title mary help of christians, mama mary helped us a lot during some trying period in our lives. also, jesus christ is our only lord and our saviour.
so no matter how many books dan brown writes, telling us the contrary, it is how we see and perceive things that is most important. don't let a book our a movie be the reason of waning what we believe in. don't let anybody take away what values you have. let us rejoice that we have the power to choose and understand what is right or wrong. i say this with confidence that i am still a christian and a firm believer . . . . . . . . . . .
Friday, May 19, 2006
Sunday, May 14, 2006
being a mother
14 may 2006
it's mother's day! to all the mothers in the world, let us celebrate us.
my kids biological or not, calls me nanay. i like it. it sounds old fashion but it has a nice ring to it. when my kids were little, even my husband calls me nanay and i call him tatay. the kids always say what they hear, hence the example. up to this time, me and my better half still call each other nanay and tatay. not the usual term of endearment of honey, sweet, darling or babes. when i was angry or not in the mood, i call him leo and when he feels the same he calls me daisy, which doesn't happen often.
i believe in the phenomenon that kids are closer to their mothers because they were joined when they were still in the womb by the umbilical cord. that's what i observed when my kids come home. although their father is the first one they see, they always ask "saan si nanay tay"?
it is also the mother who suffers most when a child faces a problem or in a dilemna. whereas a father can be pragmatic and sometimes treat the situation with nonchalance, a mother tends to be emotional and hysterical. if a certain occasion arise that needs a solution, i always pray first that God will give me strength and the right frame of mind to face the challenge head on. although im not a religious person, and there are some doctrines of the catholic church that i dont agree or adhere, i can say that i am very prayerful. it really helps, and i am thankful that i always get an answered prayer.
you should only not have a motherly instinct but a nurturing spirit as well. though i was told to be one, i always try my best not to be a perfect mother but the best my children and my other children can have. to all of you, thank you for making my life an exciting and a fulfilling one. i love each and everyone of you.
it's mother's day! to all the mothers in the world, let us celebrate us.
my kids biological or not, calls me nanay. i like it. it sounds old fashion but it has a nice ring to it. when my kids were little, even my husband calls me nanay and i call him tatay. the kids always say what they hear, hence the example. up to this time, me and my better half still call each other nanay and tatay. not the usual term of endearment of honey, sweet, darling or babes. when i was angry or not in the mood, i call him leo and when he feels the same he calls me daisy, which doesn't happen often.
i believe in the phenomenon that kids are closer to their mothers because they were joined when they were still in the womb by the umbilical cord. that's what i observed when my kids come home. although their father is the first one they see, they always ask "saan si nanay tay"?
it is also the mother who suffers most when a child faces a problem or in a dilemna. whereas a father can be pragmatic and sometimes treat the situation with nonchalance, a mother tends to be emotional and hysterical. if a certain occasion arise that needs a solution, i always pray first that God will give me strength and the right frame of mind to face the challenge head on. although im not a religious person, and there are some doctrines of the catholic church that i dont agree or adhere, i can say that i am very prayerful. it really helps, and i am thankful that i always get an answered prayer.
you should only not have a motherly instinct but a nurturing spirit as well. though i was told to be one, i always try my best not to be a perfect mother but the best my children and my other children can have. to all of you, thank you for making my life an exciting and a fulfilling one. i love each and everyone of you.
Saturday, May 06, 2006
invictus
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Invictus
by William Ernest Henley; 1849-1903
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate;
I am the captain of my soul.
Invictus
by William Ernest Henley; 1849-1903
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate;
I am the captain of my soul.
Thursday, May 04, 2006
of poems and quotations
there are some moments in my life that i find solace reading poems and quotations. they helped me in so many ways than one when i was down on my knees. during my first three years of marriage, when i felt i was grasping at straws, i always turn on my favorites lines and recited it even in my sleep. in my waking hours, i always think of those famous authors and writers and be in awe of their talents. now, even when i am contented, fullfilled and happy with my life, i still browse on my compilation and it always bring an innate joy in me and i feel at peace with the world. when you think that the going gets tough, try reading invictus by william ernest henley. it will sure make you change your perspective.
i am so thankful to my English Literature teacher in high school, Mrs. Patria Velez, for the influence. she made us read, memorize, internalize and analyze every poem and odes you can think of. when you are in high school you have the tendency to be dreamy and starry eyed. that was the result of reading mills and boon. if she catches us reading one, she will always reprimand us. even nancy drew and the hardy boys was a taboo. she gave us a list of reading materials that was worth our while. so in general she taught us how to appreciate the english language.
i have lots of favorite poets and authors. one is the irish william butler yeats.
then walt whitman of the "oh captain my captain" fame. compilation of his work the leaves of grass was immortalized in the movie with honors. remember the scene where the principal characters, reading the book to the dying joe pesci? it still give me goosebumps when i recreate the said setting in my mind. then how can you forget the scene in the notebook where a father and son was reading whitman and yeats respectively? i like the works of machiavelli. thoreau, socrates, horace and of course shakespeare.
i like to share some of my favorite quotations and passages to wit;
" it takes two to speak the truth. one to speak and another to hear". Thoreau
" nothing is beautiful from every point of view". Horace
" true beauty springs from the heart and dwells in the eyes". Mcnaught
" birth is nothing where virtue is not". Moliere
" the past is just a prologue". Shakespeare
" the greatest glory is not on never falling but in rising every
time you fall. Old chinese proverb
a passage of the novel by antoine de saint-exupery entitled the little prince and i quote." and here is my secret, a very simple secret: it is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye".
in closing, this is what i think defines me most. in every step i make, in every thing i do, i always utter these words in my heart and in my mind. " my bounty is as boundless as the sea, my love as deep; the more i give to thee the more i have for both are infinite". william shakespeare
i am so thankful to my English Literature teacher in high school, Mrs. Patria Velez, for the influence. she made us read, memorize, internalize and analyze every poem and odes you can think of. when you are in high school you have the tendency to be dreamy and starry eyed. that was the result of reading mills and boon. if she catches us reading one, she will always reprimand us. even nancy drew and the hardy boys was a taboo. she gave us a list of reading materials that was worth our while. so in general she taught us how to appreciate the english language.
i have lots of favorite poets and authors. one is the irish william butler yeats.
then walt whitman of the "oh captain my captain" fame. compilation of his work the leaves of grass was immortalized in the movie with honors. remember the scene where the principal characters, reading the book to the dying joe pesci? it still give me goosebumps when i recreate the said setting in my mind. then how can you forget the scene in the notebook where a father and son was reading whitman and yeats respectively? i like the works of machiavelli. thoreau, socrates, horace and of course shakespeare.
i like to share some of my favorite quotations and passages to wit;
" it takes two to speak the truth. one to speak and another to hear". Thoreau
" nothing is beautiful from every point of view". Horace
" true beauty springs from the heart and dwells in the eyes". Mcnaught
" birth is nothing where virtue is not". Moliere
" the past is just a prologue". Shakespeare
" the greatest glory is not on never falling but in rising every
time you fall. Old chinese proverb
a passage of the novel by antoine de saint-exupery entitled the little prince and i quote." and here is my secret, a very simple secret: it is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye".
in closing, this is what i think defines me most. in every step i make, in every thing i do, i always utter these words in my heart and in my mind. " my bounty is as boundless as the sea, my love as deep; the more i give to thee the more i have for both are infinite". william shakespeare
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
the first of may
how time flies. all of sudden we are almost halfway to the year of 2006. i can hear on the radio the bee gees singing first of may and i can't help but reminisce the significance of the day. it was on this day that i saw my first crush and eventually became my first boyfriend. it was on this day that i saw in person my ultimate crush of the 70's basil valdez for a concert at meralco theater. this is the day and month that i felt awfully huge during the pregnancy and delivery of my eldest in 1982.
may 1st is labor day in our country. every year since i can remember all the militant groups and those who wanted to be heard march the streets to bellow and yell at the top of their lungs what their sentiments are. i'm not sure if they have gotten attention because they still in the streets aren't they?
this is the month of flowers and fiestas. its also the month where mothers are being celebrated. i wonder if someone will remember me.. . . . . i hope so
may 1st is labor day in our country. every year since i can remember all the militant groups and those who wanted to be heard march the streets to bellow and yell at the top of their lungs what their sentiments are. i'm not sure if they have gotten attention because they still in the streets aren't they?
this is the month of flowers and fiestas. its also the month where mothers are being celebrated. i wonder if someone will remember me.. . . . . i hope so
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