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Do you remember our Heaven ‘n Eggs moment?
I can’t really remember the last time I was overjoyed and sad at the same time. I don’t even reckon it’s possible , but I am now.
Today is my first day of work for this small Italian caffe. With it is a small garden and six art galleries. I’m writing this during my break. It is such a lovely place. Summer is at its peak. Tiny insects and flowers that have colors unimaginable for me then, came out… for sure you know how I feel about that. I am writing this while sitting at the center of an art gallery. I will be a tad bit dramatic, but I want to cry. I can’t explain why, but it soon felt that way after the realization that I’m surrounded with art. Very much similar to our Heaven ‘n Eggs moment I must say, and I just wish I am with you right now.
It’s very difficult to explain and you know how bad I am in explaining things. But really, I mean how do you write love? I never really understood art even when I’m trying to do it. I don’t know a lot of artists or works, just a moment’s feel, yes. It has always been a feeling, has to be as confusing, just that, just like love. If it makes sense, you realize that’s not it. Why am I even saying this, you know this about me. I love art. And you, my sister.
Don’t worry, I’ll tell this much just for today. It will be about men, make up, and clothes again, I swear! haha!
I consider myself a very lucky person. I wake up every morning without having to worry about what to eat. I’m blessed with fine comforts of not having to do my own laundry, cook my own food or even make appointments with my dentist. For most days, my job requires only four hours of my day. I am surrounded by people who make me laugh, care for and love me. I can travel anytime, anywhere. I can do a hobby anytime. I am well clothed, sheltered, and fed. And yet I have decided, just recently, to leave it all behind. –Oh yes baby, madness.
I think it was early this year that I have become all existentialist again. Somewhere between the “luxury of having it all” I felt lost. I prayed for “something,” not really knowing what I should be praying for. I just feel I’m losing passion, no purpose.
It was my aunt and mom who introduced me to the whole idea. At first I was very reluctant, why would I want to leave all the comforts I am having here? This was until I realized that maybe this is the “something” I was praying for.
So in a few weeks, I’ll be leaving for Europe – to study business in London. For a year I will bask in cold, strangers, and do-it-yourselves. I know it’s not going to be easy and doing this makes me a bit of a masochist. The line between freakishly scary and unrelentingly exciting is thin, yes. Yet here I am!
“The crisis is the most blessed situation that may occur for countries and persons alike, because it leads to evolution. It’s during crisis that great inventions, discoveries and strategies are born. Without crisis there is no struggle, without struggle life is a tedious routine, an irksome agony. Without crisis there is no value” ~Albert Einstein
Uhuh Mr. Einstein, I think that’s exactly what I’m looking for- value. Paradoxically, the struggle most of us try to rid, is the exact thing I’m looking for right now to make me whole again. The question is no longer if I’m mad or not, where it takes me, is.
i have never been this happy! i am in love. SO IN LOVE WITH LIFE AND GOD!
i had my rough years, years when i continuously asked myself what is my life’s purpose? I know that sounds so mid-life crisis type thinking, but yes, i almost believed i was going to die young because i was experiencing mid-life crisis at the age of 19! hehe
i finished my study as a nurse because i felt that my life’s purpose is to help other people especially the poor. i even asked the Lord to always guide me in my studies so that i can help other people after i’m done, but the truth is i was never happy. I got through, but the same feeling was there… empty. i tried, but same feeling persisted and i gave up. I felt guilty, so I volunteered at church as a nurse, but still i felt empty, lacking.
It is when i started going out of my way, then i realized how to be really happy. my core gifts are ebbed from art and music and me diversifying these things sucked the life out of me!
i learned about capoeira through internet, i have no idea what it was, but coincidentally it hit me on the face. i was never a sporty person (well, i used to golf, bowl, and swim, but was never that into it), but when i saw capoeira i said to myself i have to learn this. i was curious. what reeled me in was the music, the art, more so the passion meshed together from people there. the first few weeks have been very rough (actually, it still is!), but when i first heard the berimbau, their voices and saw the art put in every game, i realized i will endure any pain for THIS. my heart leapt in places!
It teaches me not just how to discipline my mind, control my body, but a way of life!
I breathe and live for art and music, everything that came and went with it, i am most willing to accept. And this is my life’s purpose, to hone my core gifts, persevere in abundance from wealth, love, and to share. It is still there, i want to help poor people. share, share, share!…only this time it is linked to my core gifts.
i will do it. watch me.
Note: this was a post from one of my former blogs, I’ll be moving posts from there to here so everything’s organized.
Having trouble designing a receiving room?
my favorite chef in season 3
There is a part in top chef wherein they have this “quickfire challenge”. On one episode, the challenge was to make an amuse bouche (amusbush). Amuse bouche is a type of one-bite-appetizer that is intended to cleanse the palate for you to be ready for the next dish.
That said, I sort of made a link between 2 different fields: cooking and interior design.
I was trying to design a house yesterday on my computer and I was completely blank. For some reason this concept entered my mind. “Amuse Bouche!” Yeah. I have been to a lot of family houses and there’s one thing I’ve noticed: most of them are nice but there’s always a lot to take in. So, in designing a receiving room or living room (whichever you have first as you open the front door) try the amuse bouche concept. Just remember to keep pieces simple but put in things that will take the viewer into having a glimpse of what the house would be like. Try not to cause confusion that every piece you place in that room will be taken into fine consideration.
Mai in Japanese is synonymous to masarap in tagalog. Why am i saying this? My boyfriend wants to learn basic Japanese and apparently it’s one of his favorite words. Great! It’s about food again!
Anyway, that’s how I feel today! Sarap ng buhay man! Deliciously sweet! Just yesterday I started this blog hoping to vent out plans for my future. And I did say that the world will conform when you’re ready to share. Indeed, the world is conforming! I got a job yesterday! Wee! I won’t be starting though until december because I still have classes. Connections made it possible for me to hold my employment, teehee (not proud just glad. hehe!)
I’m going ahead. Dozo
I was taught basic Jap when I was young. I guess that’s the root of my fascination with the rich culture of Japan. In fact I sometimes include them in my paintings. I find it really interesting to study their ways, philosophy and art. I was trying to recall the few words I learned when I was young… I had a few remissions though I only have two favorite Jap words right now: SAKE and KAMPAI! hehe
I’d like to clarify. Even though I am sometimes inclined into learning different cultures from parts of the globe: I am a die hard pilipina. I am so devoted to my country, I never want to leave it for any reason. In fact I always think of ways to uplift my country in my endeavors (as a future interior designer or business woman). Nag aalab ang puso ko para sa bayan ko. I love our National Anthem (I have it on my Itunes). I love our flag. I consider people behind those compositions geniuses!
I speak and write english not for any reason but to reach a larger spectrum of crowd, for them to understand and see how good we Filipinos are.
my attempted analogue photography (olumpus xa3): Pagudpud, Saud; my favorite beach.
Philippines = Great Beaches!
I am a NFF. a New Found Fan of Potpot! *clap clap clap* check him/(her) out: http://potsquared.wordpress.com