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Engkwentro (Encounters)

18 Jun

If we are to successfully sustain ourselves to be human beings, we need to be able to adequately cope with everyday encounters and retain our sense of well-being.

For some odd reason, adverse encounters are frequent in occurance due to differences in perception and how adjustments needed to deal with the variety these are communicated to the other party.

Hmmm, okay, before this post turns out as a pretentious article with me pretending to be a psyche expert, NO. I just wanted to list the most pleasant events/encounters I’ve experienced and would like to highlight from the past months:

  1. Weddings
  2. Philippine Satellite
  3. Some of my TECH StartUps are starting to fly
  4. Some stuff at the daytime gig office
  5. Couchsurfing Outreach Programs
  6. Mount Pulag Climb with Travel Bloggers & Photographers
  7. Couchsurfing Party Jeepney
  8. IdeaSpace
  9. Lunches, Dinners, Concerts & Movies
  10. IdeaLab & EntrepsbuildPH
  11. White Rock Beach Resort Subic with Family
  12. Haribon
  13. TEDxKatipunan
  14. PHL360

So not busy writing diaries because busy living it out.  Hopefully in the next few days I will have links sharing stories about these (or surrender and combine everything to this post.  Or these keeps up and I honestly won’t have time to share (you may follow my Twitter or Facebook for a more real time account.

Either way, I do wish that all who have time to look at this to have the same sense of clarity and contentment I am awash with lately. 

Truly, the universe is generously abundant with the blessings coming on into my life. I appreciate with great joy and I ask for more, please 🙂

Also, a Happy 40th Wedding Anniversary today to my parents.

Light and Freedom

18 May

(Day 18 of Mindful in May)

I’m going to be pretty vague about this one and focus on the feelings because I will be hitting on a specific reader’s toes if I get into any more detail.

The tone I’ve been using on the past few entries have been really dark so instead of trying to keep keeping on like that, I just shut up and let light come in to take care of me.

It is not one instant event given the overwhelming hesitation, uncertainty and mistrust on people and the world had previously appeared to be. The negative forces had been quite active on being too noisy that the tiny person holding the light can barely speak. This then resulted in panic and despair.

A quick trip to the columbarium and a monologue having my father’s ashes as audience was all it took to make me dump every single noise, to qualify its significance in my life, to quash my preconceived notions of what and how should it be and how I should react when people believe it should.

No hagulgol crying was made on this unloading, but I felt tons lighter, my world got more space to be a little more brighter, and that general sense of I-don’t-give-a-flying-fart-I-can-do-anything sense of invincibility has come in and decided to stay once more. 

It’s a pleasant feeling. Like the sound of the heavens when you’re summitting before sunrise.  Like the gentle breeze of the sea as you walk on the beach.  Like the almost flirty tones of the birds chirping.  Like the steadiness of the water as it flows through the stream.

So world, good and bad, I am sooo back and ready to take you on again in full force.  Bring it.

 

Christmastime WAS Here, as was Sendong

30 Dec

…(Washi) with its flashflood-manifested wrath.  So though the typical Filipino style long-lasting yuletide festivities for the year would be disrupted to heed calls for donations of time, money and other resources for relief, recovery and restoration, that in a span of days are starting to fizzle down.

Over a thousand dead, same number still missing and tens of thousands whose homes and livelihoods that took lifetimes to build now gone forever.

Who in their right minds can genuinely celebrate amidst that situation, knowing, okay, you may even donate every spare penny and time you’ve got and still it won’t be enough for the long-term support these people will need to fully recover.  So of course the tiniest bit of callousness (read: Valerie Concepcion and Kris Aquino) will be called out.

There would also elements of pure evil capitalizing from the disaster and taking advantage of people’s emotions to swindle good-hearted donors for their own benefit.  A lesser evil would be the politicians who would agree to donate this or that given their faces and names would be provided media mileage. Yeah, scum, you suddenly get the urge to want them to have been part of those flooded away forever.

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So does that mean those not directly affected be prohibited from having a good time? The survivors also need to understand that everyone in their own little way suffers, and to believe that the yuletide season is a reprieve from the constant negative things and asking them to NOT celebrate at all is like cutting off air.  There’s no good answer coming out of this because though personally if I were one of the dead (found or still missing), I would not seriously mind if the living acts to move on with their lives. Death after all is the final comfort.  Any left energies of those who remain should be focused on rebuilding the pieces of their life.

The Sendong survivors will continue to need help for a long time, so I hope & pray that:

  • The donors (of time, money & other items) to keep giving, to not get numbed by overwhelming calls for help
  • The government (national & LGU) and NGOs to not allow politics and egos to get in the way serving the survivors
  • The survivors themselves to be strong to keep the despair and darkness at bay
  • The rest of the world to not look the other way and act as if thise never happened, as wherever we are now, there is a good possibility that we may experience the ordeal they’ve had

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Oh, and I almost forgot to greet the Celebrant.  Happy Birthday! Was it?

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Also, the Philippines celebrate Rizal Day today.  As if it wasn’t enough that we just celebrated last June his 150th birthday that we have to honor him again on the day of his martyrdom. Meh. Told you I was a Bonifacio fan.

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The world and life does go on.  Outside Sendong, there are still a lot of people that need help one way or the other.

Making a Conscious Choice of Your Life’s Work

20 Nov
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Scheduled post.

One early evening the past week, myself and a few close friends who were former colleagues (NOT an oxymoron, while we were all really aggressive competitors during our time together, we became really good friends outside work) were graciously met by an outright “pera-pera” (money greedy) businessman who presented us with a business proposal.

Don’t worry N, we understand and forgive you – you may be married and a new father but still young, surely at some point pitches like this may slip and pass by your judgement.

This businessman that I’ll be referring to as J, didn’t even bother to hard sell the product that was supposedly the center of the universe of their business.  We even asked him if the product managers allow this and not get offended.  J says, not at all, so long as the money comes in.

The business model they’re pitching was the membership on their networking system, the price being several bags of the product and a few good marks, err, referrals with two steps:

  1. Have the marks, err, referrals invest a nominal amount into the business
  2. Extend membership on the network system by “inviting” a similar bunch of referrals on your group of friends to a business proposal meeting

The 4 of us attendees were already nodding, making knowing looks at each other, trying to be polite, asking relevant questions. I see potentially good poker partners there.

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If we weren’t this old wise, we’d probably sign up right away.

Of course who doesn’t want tons and tons of money?  We could definitely use some. Then again, we have enough to get by doing the things we’d love to do, and though you may believe we’re being hypocrites for the lack of willingness to subscribe to the kind of money mentality that you have, this is who we are.  Also, it is no surprise that the earlier venture of the product owner folded.  It did not happen simply because a person from public office intervened.

Umbrella/binary/pyramid/network marketing always has a bottom – it is not sustainable:

  • Networks get exhausted
  • Business does not cycle when there viable marks are no longer available
  • It has no real social value

Another significant and most overlooked aspect of this is tampering with the quality of personal relationship your investor has with their referrals.  When you get into something like this, the trust factor gets compromised. Of your credibility and a question of your values as a person, since you are in effect endorsing the mindset of the businessman you introduce into the life of your friend/colleague/referral.

Again, J, I’m not being negative or spreading any bad vibes with how driven you and how much you believe your business will succeed as it is doing so now, as I can see from the fancy watches that you and that lady were wearing, and the huge amounts on the checks you showed us.

I won’t speak on behalf of P & R & T, but with absolute certainty, I do not fit the profile you are looking for.

I am financially struggling with my startups, and straightforward as you are with how you do your business, in that same manner I’m proud of where I am. My eventual end customers are uncomfortably lodged at the BOP (base of the pyramid) – we are lifting each other up.

Best of luck to both of us, and if you can funnel in that tons of money my way as patient capital – perhaps we will both end up where we want to go financially.

Other get-rich-quick schemes:

Social Media, Shams, & the Create Abundance Business Community – this group in particular caught my ire because they dare call themselves as Social Entrepreneurs!

Where in the world are you spending your 11.11.11?

11 Nov

For the past week I have been seeking an event that is not commercial, not political or not religious in nature with high difficulty.

It seems that a lot of companies and groups are taking advantage of the fun date and time that will never occur again on our lifetimes.

Global shared experiences would be the best route for me, and I’m happy to  out such as the ones set off by Flickr, One Day on Earth and 11elevenproject.

There’s also something for numerology freaks, and wish makers.

Scaremongers are saying it will be another end of the world.

Either way, it happens once in 100 years, so don’t waste your time on a cause or a person who doesn’t even care about you.

Also, have a fun, fun Friday – I know I will!

Day of the Dead in a world of the 7 Billion People Living

1 Nov

Church and political elders are to blame the need to assign separate days for Halloween, All Saints Day and All Souls Day.  They wanted to control our beliefs so they set these stupid traditions as a reinforcement of their power to impact our lives each day.

We have two dead family members: An elder brother who was stillborn some years before I was born and my father, who died July 2008. There’s no longing feeling for either of them, and don’t go self-righteous to say I’m heartless or whatever. The elder brother, I never met, my father, I remember him almost every single day with envy and joy, him being in the after life if there’s such a place – so I don’t need a holiday as an excuse.

A few days back while on the beach, I tweeted, “…for the dead don’t give a shit!”  This is what I choose to believe. If they do, and any of the dead were like me, things would be a little different:

  • Only the actual dead would be allowed to ask for candy, and will be given when they tell us where they hid the goddam keys
  • The fellas who wear a “sexy ____” halloween costume should “get some”
  • Remakes of any sort will be banned – when a thing has come past, let it be gone forever, just like the dead now
  • Those benefiting from the dead will be stripped of that specific advantage to level the playing field
  • Cemeteries & columbaries would be rendered obsolete – in such a congested world, I’d rather be a fertilizer or mixed in animal feed
  • Yes for Halloween parties, but please not under the pretense that its on the dead’s honor, man up & admit it’s all for you, the undead
  • More online memorials for the dead, appreciating the e-dalaw and e-burial initiaves happening here in the Philippines for the jailbirds and the OFWs

So, in an undetermined time today, we’ll go visit my father’s ashes, celebrate mass & grab some grub. Meh. If my father were alive, he’d rather stay at home, enjoy some rum and cigarette.

For my brother that I’ve still yet to visit ever (Remember that story I shared a few years back on the circumstances surrounding his death?), I do remember you once in a while, wondering what you may have been if you held on, how you would react to what is happening here in the land of the living.

What’s weird now, probably part of growing old, is that I don’t have scary thoughts associated with the dead, death or the afterlife. It’s how I get there is what I’m more afraid of, and mostly the violent, criminal elements of the living.

I’ll be going around today and make a fun to-do-list for next year.

7 Billion People in the world, that is a scary thought, even if none of us are literal zombies yet. What about the food, the space, the ability to live humanely literally competing against each other to survive?   But that’s another long blog post so go have your fun today with your dead and live to fight another day.

Keeping A Sunny Disposition in the Dark

20 Oct

Sunny Disposition flickr image by mhofstrand

Insomuch as the past several weeks have been hugely stressful for me due to professional and personal challenges that sees me as an easy target to feast on lately.  Add to that the negative vibes within my immediate environment that seem to have dropped by on this already busy head and simply decided to stay. I also fully decided on letting go of one of my three biggest items on my bucket list.  Really heavy stuff.

Then the gray skies and rainy weather!  Oh man I really really hate it!

My speech and thought patterns have been greatly affected.  Looking at the first words and images that pop in my head for any new information that comes in, I barely recognize this zombie that replaced the bubbly, perky, happy-go-lucky girl full of bright ideas, a plan and tons of hope that was me around this time last year.  So I take some quiet time, double back and study.  WTF happened?  How do I climb myself out of this funk-y hole? I don’t like this at all.

As it had been my most of the time guilty pleasure, the positivity/happy thought/cheer-me-up literature actually provides me the opposite effect.  By now, the closest of my friends know to distance themselves when I’m like this.  The develolping ones, well, good to be able to hide with the schedule flexibility of my profession.  I keep away physically, I get vague online. Hint hint hint.  Either you stay to help me go through it or keep away as I’m going to make a very huge mess.

Sumptous & glorious food, sweets, alcohol and partying does provide temporary comfort, but I can’t go on a bingeing, munching, boozing spree forever!  I actually like my wardrobe now and not keen to replace them for the rest of this decade.  I also need to be lucid enough to be able to earn my living.

I’m only able to share this now because of an epiphany, great chocolate, and a really really good Cheerleader [THANK YOU!].  An expected development happening on the coming days, when it does happen, will confirm it.

I keep fighting the good fight because I know all the efforts exerted and continue to make will all be worth these wishes for my universe that I continue to strive for.

So I’m not gonna ruin the surprise.  I’lm unplugging my worries, chill and let the universe take care of me.

Wish me luck! (Or not, every chance I get to see the sun anywhere, or when the cat approaches me for some cuddling, even the assuring clear taste of water – it feels like a whispering, “While you breathe, you hope!”

 

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What I think of when I think of food (#BAD11)

16 Oct

For a huge part of our lives our thoughts would always be rotating around food in some fashion, inspite of your denial.

Growing up as a hackneyed latchkey kid staying at an extended family‘s compound with tons of cousins – I distinctly remember the bell ringing during summer vacation indicating that it’s time to eat.  Then we all head up the stairs to the 3rd floor in what I would describe now as a buffet.  Cousins, brothers, sisters,  Aunts and Uncles would then catch up on how their day was going.

It was a time to share part of your wishes, hopes, dreams and rants – quite a good way to bond with the rest of the clan.

I don’t remember being a picky eater then, so it doesn’t surprise me much that as an adult I’d always seek the local food for a new place I get to.

Strangest food I’ve tried hands down would be the Tamilok from Palawan. Worst food situation I have when I lived alone was when money was running out before payday and I would subsist with crackers, peanut butter and instant noodles.

Comfort food would be a really good pizza, greens with good vinegar-based dressing, sushi, a good slab of ribs or steak, anything chocolate and a variety of fish dishes (saucy or friend, man, I think of them now it’s way past midnight I think I need to eat again).

Fasting outside of health requirements for me is a huge disrespect to individuals that have limited or no access to and the blessings of food that is made available.

I am thankful that I have chances to eat these good things.  It’s such an awful thing to have leftovers that will go to waste, knowing as we speak there are thousands of people dying of hunger.

With the technology these days I await a good way to equally distribute food so that the resources consumed to produce is optimized.

Though Occupy Wall Street, Education and Poverty are quite popular topics to tackle now, none of these can be acted upon by those whose essential need to feed themselves are not met.

Aren’t we all OCCUPY’d by now? (Updated Oct 22)

15 Oct
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BREAKING:      Surprised to find on my FB inbox just now an Occupy Cairns (Australia) helper (I feel none of the people involved are actually tagging themselves as organizer) reaching out and expressing support.

We are the farmers and workers,
We are the OFW and small entrepreneurs,
We are the teachers and students,
We are the professionals and house-helpers,
We are the private and public employees,
We are the artists and self-employed,
We are the lower and middle classes,
We are the parents and children,
We are the people,
We are the impoverished, oppressed, and unheard,
We are the real Filipinos,
We are the 99%,
We are the real Juan dela Cruz!

Far as I understand it, the original protesters on Wall Street want to have their (99%) American Dream back from the greedy corporate (1%) who controls and benefits from their downfall.

They seek liberation from:

  1. The high interest on their huge student loans that they are unable to pay due to unemployment or underemployment;
  2. Foreclosure on default mortgage payments on their house
  3. Extension of welfare/medical coverage
  4. Bankruptcy
  5. Unfair competition on trade brought about by outsourcing/global trade agreements
Serious stuff.  Further magnified by social media sites such as Twitter, Facebook and Meetup, where Occupy meetings are organized and published.
Then obviously the rest of the world not only just sympathized, they too have their own versions.  Some even pointing out that though US is indeed in a lot of trouble right now, their worries are nothing (ah well that’s relative to the ones personally experiencing the situation, right?) compared to the famine in Africa, or even the local economy here in the Philippines or the rest of the world.
Either way, I support these people who has sad stories to tell.  I wish there’s a wand that can send all their troubles away.  Any geniuses out there who can figure out a cure, please come out NOW.
Occupy Wall Street:

Realization #11 – Kaligayahan

27 Aug

Kung hindi ka masaya kasama ang sarili mo, hinding-hindi ka magiging masaya kahit sino pa man ang maging kasama mo.

Ang kaligayahan para sa akin ay ang pagiging madalas na masaya.  Ang pagiging masaya naman ay makakamit kung mayroon ka pang pangarap sa buhay, kung ang buhay mo ay may kahulugan na totoo sa sarili mo, at may kakayahan at lakas ka pang harapin ang mga pagkakataong di lubos na saya ang dulot ng mga kaganapan sa buhay mo.

Sa sobrang dami ng impormasyong ating nakakalap sa makabagong panahon, kung minsan ay parang nakakalito kung ano na ba ang mahalaga – ang malaman o ang magamit ang kaalamang ito upang maisabuhay ang pagdadagdag kabuluhan sa ating buhay.

Nakakalito rin ang mga “batayang” naglalabasan kung ano ang bubuo ng isang perpektong buhay at ang para-paraang ginagawa ng mga tao sa pagnanais na makamtan ito.

Ako?  Malay!  Hahaha.  Inaalam ko pa rin.  Parang nakakatakot nitong huli na para akong nauupos, pero andito pa ako, siguro’y magandang senyales yun :-p

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