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Sometimes it just hits you; and it hits you hard. “It” pertaining to what you may refer to as a drive or motivation, a purpose one has, a reason one makes – to either make, do, or even avoid things.
I had it coming. I just didn’t know when – I lost this particular purpose of pursuing something I should have pursued a long time ago. But now, that purpose has returned. I wasn’t looking nor was I waiting. I thought I’ll never have it again but suddenly I realised it came back. And it came back naturally.
I guess some of the motivations we have in life are innate. That we are born with the purpose to live driven by love and sometimes motivated by this inherent thirst for survival. Impulses so immanent, that once lost may find its way back freely.
If you have lost your drive, forgotten your purpose, or squandered a reason you have for doing or pursuing something and you are having a hard time retrieving it. Spent countless of hours looking for it. If so, my dear friend; maybe all you have to do is to stop – and wait. Let that spark find its own way back to you. Let your heart naturally remember that purpose you once had. Let your brain remake the reasons you once thought of.
More often than not, faith and patience is the strongest weapon we have.
So have more of it. Let’s all do.
It’s that time of the year again, wherein we celebrate all the courageous women who have showered all of us with their unconditional love.
I would like to dedicate this post to my hardworking mother, who have proven that distance is just a number. Her love has conquered the toughest of times. She showed me what genuine love truly is. She listened to every problem I had. She’s all ears for all my complaints. She patiently waited for my calls and messages. She smiles and laughs despite her sadness because the last thing she wants is to make us worry. She softly scolds me for my wrongdoings even when I know I deserve more than that. She makes sure I had something to wear, something to eat and drink. She’s there 24/7 ready to pick-up the phone even when it’s midnight. She works beyond the regular hours just to give us everything she could. She’s endured great sadness among others just to be the best mother/provider she can be. She made me feel important and loved every waking day of my life. We may not have been physically together for most of my life but she made sure to be the best mom she can be; and for that, I am forever grateful. She made all those possible despite my shortcomings and unacceptable behaviour. She stood by my side, helped me up whenever I stumble and cheered me on whenever I am down.
She’s more than just a mother. She’s my idol, my friend, and my hero. [she even topped Wonder Woman on my list of super heroes. Equally fierce and beautiful if not more; Sorry, Gal Gadot]
Ma, I am in awe every time I look at you. You were and always will be there for us. I believe and know you deserve more than just a day of celebration. You should be celebrated everyday, all throughout the year. I promise to one day return the favor and be the best son I can be. Just prolong your patience a little more. 😉
Happy Mother’s Day, Ma! I love you!
Cheers to all the awesome, independent and courageous mother out there.
You deserve recognition for every bit of love, kindness, tenderness and all other humane characteristics you possess. Indeed, it is true when they say that a mother’s love is unconditional.
You were a guiding light in times of our troubles. You never left and you have always lightened up the dark alleys we took in our lives.
You were a like a sturdy tree that stood firm in the ground even whilst you were in deep peril; giving us shade, making life more bearable as challenging times test us.
You were a sturdy rock that remained calm and kept everyone together. You have withstood all the impediments that came our way.
You were a charm for all good things in life. Those words of optimism attracted good luck.
You were our best cheerleaders. You always believe and never doubt. Your words of encouragement gave us the courage to pursue greater things in life.
You were the wisest teacher, full of nuggets of wisdom from your seemingly challenging yet beautiful experience.
You were a tigress in disguise, ready to protect your cub and the strike at any given moment.
You were a blessing from up above. A beautiful angel who descended from the great heavens.
You were and always will be all of those things and for that I am grateful.
You truly are a gift. A gift that needs to be treasured, loved, and honoured.
Having said all these things, Ma, this one’s for you! I will always love you and I am genuinely grateful that the Lord has given me an amazing woman to look up to and have given me the honour to call someone as amazing as you as my mother.
Distance may have separated us but in my heart and in yours I know that we’ll always be as close as we can be. This undying love we have as a mother and child will always conquer hundreds or even thousands of miles. It will always overcome overwhelming heights of hurdle.
For your love and mine are both and one of the same thing and that is unconditional.
I will never get tired of saying this, I am forever indebted to you and I will always love you, Ma!
The seemingly endless wonder of Nature continues to baffle and amaze me.
Last weekend my friends and I decided to go on a trip. We decided to hike a particular mountain – Mt. Pico De Loro, which is situated near the Metropolis. At first, I felt that this little foray will surely be just like one of those usual fun and memorable trips we had before. Never have I imagined that something spectacular awaits us.
We started the hike around 9 in the morning. The beginning was indeed, fun. T’was full of jokes and laughter. We went through a rocky trail and then, we started ascending through some mild slopes. After 30 minutes of what seemed like an endless walking, we started to complain and joke about turning back while it’s not yet too late.
I felt my heart burning. I was breathing heavily. For someone with my physique, I think, climbing the mountain was an impossible feat.
But of course we continued. Every now and then, we would exchange Hi’s and Hello’s to fellow climbers we crossed paths with while traversing the challenging trail. That simple interaction made the climb somehow bearable. Seeing their smiles and energetic aura is just genuinely morale-boosting.
Slowly, we were able to feel the winds blowing harder. We begin to feel the sun rays beaming in on our skin. Which I think is an indication that we were somehow a step closer to the summit.
And finally, after two hours of rigorous walking, we reached the camp site which by the way, is a few minutes away from the summit. So Yay!😅 We had our lunch and took some photos ~ a souvenir of this experience.
The photo above was taken near the camp site. The scenery was truly breathtaking.
After resting for an hour, we decided to continue on with the journey. We were still suppose to have two stopovers. First will be on the summit of the mountain and the next will be on the Monolith a.k.a The Parrot’s Beak. Unfortunately we were only able to climb to the summit as there were a lot of tourist and hikers that day and it’d take us until early evening to reach the infamous Parrot’s Beak.
That 20-minute hike going to the summit was something – something directly out from my nightmare. I was skeptical about the whole idea of relying on stones as my foothold on the way up to the summit. One wrong step and I know it’s the end. (We always tend to exaggerate things on our heads especialy if you’re a realistr or just plain pessimist) I was so focus on climbing this sh*t that I totally ignored my friends who were actually cheering me during that ostensibly life and death ascend. My knees felt like a Jell-O and were trembling after conquering that rocky slope. However, reaching the mountain top was truly exhilarating and fulfilling.
Words cannot describe what I was looking at during that instance. I was simply overjoyed for being able to see something as magnificent as that[this: below photo].
It was legitimately worth all the effort and exhaustion.
Check out the featured Image. Isn’t that alluring. Seeing something like that in a photo would definitely make you want to personally visit the place and see it for yourself, right? And friends, you all should!
By all means, travel to places while you still can. It is something you can learn from. It is something that you will forever hold dear in your heart. It is something money can’t buy.
And definitely encourage your friends to do the same. Plan something out. Go out there and fascinate yourself with the undeniable exquisiteness of Mother Nature. It may not necessarily be a mountain or something like this because as you all know, we have a vast world. There so much more than just mountains – we have falls, beaches, forests and so much more. Explore the world. And explore it to your hearts’ content.
And you are sure to have the time of your life.
As I always say ~~ Carpe Diem, my friend. Carpe Diem.
Yes, It is. 2. 0. 1. 6.!!! Time sure flies when you’re having fun, right? 😉
First of all, let me all greet you a Happy Happy New Year! Cheers! Second of all, let’s all greet 2016 with a grateful and hoping heart!
This past year was one hell of a roller coaster ride. I believe it’s the same for everyone else. We all share a common thing or two – we all have at least one common experience – may it be landing a new job, falling in love [again] [and oh, by the way with same person as last year] *Damn our hearts*, unforgettable trips and celebration with your buddies, getting into arguments or fights with your loved ones, and so much more.
I just know that we have gone through a lot of downs in the past year but I’m sure as heck that we had more up, crazy-good, and unforgettable moments.
I am proud and humbled that we were all able to surpassed and lived through 2015. We may have failed at a couple of things, maybe tons of things last year. But hey, that’s what 2016 is for – to right the wrong, to learn from the past mistakes, and ultimately use it in the present for the benefit of now and of course, the future.
That’s why let us all do our best in making 2016 as the best year of our lives. Let’s all strive to do better. To be better. Let’s always seize every moment, my dear friend!
Here’s to more crazy, fun-filled, and blessed year!
PS. CARPE DIEM
PPS. Excuse my selfie. By the way, a fun and cool trivia – According to Filipino Superstitions, wearing any polka-dotted clothe will bring prosperity for the coming year. No harm in believing your old folks’ sayings. 🙂 Again, Happy New Year! All the best this 2016
Is it true that when you grow up, you feel a little less Christmassy?
I am a 22 year old professional living with my brother in a small condominium in the middle of the busy business district. For this particular year, Christmas seems a little bit less happier. Don’t get me wrong! We went home in the province and got to spend this holiday with our relatives. We had quite a night. A small feast, a few beers, and lots of games.
But yes – despite all the smiles and laughter, there’s a small voice inside of me saying things could’ve been better. Well yeah, if I think it through, we may have a small family problem that got in the way of celebrating this season. However, I know deep inside that this is not the only reason as to why this season feels a little less brighter.
I have been seeing memes on Social Media discussing this very same topic. Among the post I saw are the ones depicting that I am feeling this way because I got a bit older. Heck with that argument!
The spirit of this season, in my opinion, should be celebrated joyously throughout our lives whether it be that in a stage wherein we’re a toddler, a tween, or even an old crippled man.
The season of giving is ageless and so should the people celebrating it. We should still all get giddy when receiving gifts, we should all be ecstatic on the eve of this season and the feast that we’ll be having. We should put effort in giving out gifts for our loved ones. We should all together celebrate Christmas with smiles in our hearts.
Writing this, maybe it is just really because I am a bit frustrated in life as I am going through some personal dilemma and that my family’s going through a bit of a tough patch but nevertheless I promise to celebrate next year’s Christmas with a thankful heart and a happier soul!
To find serenity in the middle of a raging storm. To find a needle in a stack of hay. To see the light in the dark. To find happiness amidst trials and problems. Such is the task of finding contentment in this egotistical and materialistic world of ours.
Now a days, most of us would hunger for approval. Many would thirst for compliments. And the rest would probably satiate their contentment through monetary and extravagant things. A problem, I fear, is so rampant and normal. Our society tends to overlook this culture of materialistic contentment, making it worst – each passing month or year.
I believe the root problem is that people don’t realise how blessed or just how much they have compared to others. We should always try and look at the bigger picture. I am not saying that we should always compare ourselves to others but let us try to be aware of them. Let us look and observe. Let us check on how little do they need to survive and how are they able to put those genuine smiles on their faces. Afterwards, try assessing yourself, your standards. Do you really need that much? Do you really want this stuff? Let us contemplate on the things we have observed.
Now, I think we are face with a question which is what do we do to end this vicious cycle? The answer and solution lies in our hands. As cliche as this may sound, we are the solution to this seemingly pitiless hunger of empty contentment. By trying to look at things differently, by trying to appreciate the smallest of things or acts done to us, can we only find genuine contentment that would satisfy our very soul for the longest of time. If there’s one thing I learned so far in this life, it’s that – We can only feel truly contented when we were able to give ourselves fully to others.
In my current situation – A peaceful mind and a serene environment is what I long for. I aimlessly chase what seemed to be an impossible journey. Especially today, wherein we lived in a world where everyone tends to multi-task and be haunted by their busy schedules. Before coming back from japan, I prayed and hoped for a good vacation this year. Then, the universe conspired – lo and behold, this year’s summer was (and is still) different.
A jump start to my awesome journey was a trip to the “Queen City of the South”, which holds a very dear place of my heart as I started my young adult life there – when I just graduated from college, followed by small trips up north in Luzon and visited beautiful places such as Bataan, Pampanga, and Subic. And sandwiched in between these short excursions are the most unforgettable ones – my beach spree that started from Zambales, Boracay, to Borawan and finally to Baler.
And in those I trips, I found my tranquility – the elegance of the sun setting by the seas, mountains and trees. Sunsets for me, have these unparalleled beauty. They might depict an ending but it also signals the start, the start of a beautiful and sometimes starry night. The colors of the sky is what I liked the most. The different shades of red. The bold and light colors slowly forming what seemed to be a hombre sky. I always look above and beyond. I wonder. I contemplate. I am amazed. Always in awe of Mother Nature’s sophistication.
I will forever hold it dear in my heart, this adventure that began on a simple thirst of peace shall now be considered an endless chase.
“Hope is the thing with feathers. That perches in the soul and sings the tune without the words. And, never stops at all” – Emily Dickinson
I believe the aforementioned quote fully embodies the true essence of hope/hoping. It is an ethereal occurrence that lies in each and everyone of us – resting deep within our hearts and without fail sings songs of courage without lyrics, but still, we fully understand the message it wants to convey. And it truly truly, never stops at all. Not at the expense of challenge or obstacles the tests the vulnerability of our being human.
It is the beating hearts of our souls. Our dreams and aspirations. Our wishes and our prayers. Hoping encompasses love, passion, depression and hatred.
The comeliness of hoping brings about the best in everyone. Giving light amongst our darkest time. Shredding deceit thus showing honor and truth. And ultimately, pours out love into a pot of hatred.
That my friend, for me, is the truest substance of Hope.