"This Afternoon, with him, having coffee...."

So I quote...

Johnny Cash, when asked, about Happiness....

"This afternoon. With her, having coffee.."

Gracias!  A.M.F.

 

"Julia"

Buhay pa tayo....

Remembering "Julia"

How courageous she was. 

It takes a strong belief to leave one's spot for a cause, and she had that.

She was on the search for her right place under the sun.

And, she was successful in her own right.

She is being remembered.

There are times I would like to be "Julia"....


Just let my feet to take the steps and bring me to my own's nest, where I can finally say...

Done.

Here. 

Point.

Life Space for Dead Woods

Here we are...the beauty of the dead...

Shining through....

"Anger Management"

Five Point Zero Three Kilometers

Yesterday, I was out for Nordic Walking for fifty nine minutes and fifteen seconds not because of fitness training but to get rid of my anger and aggression towards someone who has not a sense of guilt, fairness, nor shame at all!


So mean! So bad. 

If I could only turn the tide twenty six years ago......

I was so naive to enter such a deal - a tying of the knot without respect and affection, just to be able to stay in Germany, and get a greener pasture.

I learned my lesson.I paid enough for these mistakes. I thought it has ended but the nightmares are still happening and I am beginning to become angry.

It is not fair. It is just of low moral standards.

"Being angry is the only luxury I cannot afford" - these words I kept telling myself when I was walking into the woods.

 I guess I shouted and cried out of anger. I was almost blank. 

What a luck Germany is Ten Thousand Three Hundred Thirty Kilometers away from the Philippines. Or else..... 

But NO,

It is not worth it. 

Waste of energy. 

But wait...one good thing: I marked my personal's best. So far.

And I hope, next time, I would do Nordic Walking for the sake of pure, and mindful physical training.

  

Simplicity Itself

When times get rough and when everything seems to go against me, I try to straighten my thoughts and try to discover facts and differentiate them from myths so that I could think clearly and positively.

In a complete tangle, I try to develop habits of practical thinking and withdraw any emotional reflections I have made upon a decision.

Sometimes I think I am hardhearted, and that, there is no feeling of mercy and forgiveness left in me.

Not after those mishaps.

This thought scares me. In my attempt to be solid to my decisions and convictions, I get a perception of a cruel heed - unforgiving and abominable.

Yet, at the back of my mind, trying to be sane and benevolent, it is simplicity itself, to say:

Dreadful deeds deserve vengeance.