Oh, To Be Young!

No one has to fight aging, as long as they’re aging gracefully, and hopefully, healthily. So for the young(er) ones, enjoy the pace of life. Do not try to grow up too fast so when you’re old, you would not try to act the way you would when you were young. Remember, you will always be young in an older person’s eye. Someone will always tell you, “oh, you’re still young!” I still get that at 32.

There is no elixir to stop aging but if you would embrace the skin you’re in (sounds like an ad), and even the hair you have, you would not look old so fast. Just take care of yourself, avoid harsh chemicals, eat healthy, sleep well, exercise, hydrate.

I thought about writing this because I remembered my mom. She had her hair straightened but her hair is naturally curly. I wish she would let her hair grow out and have nice haircut. Just have some treatments to tame her hair. I think she would look prettier with that.

I know the flow of thoughts is not smooth…but I will not apologize. hahaha…I acknowledge that that is how random my thoughts go. One idea leads to the next so now, there is no cohesive thought. Okay, I’ll stop now.



via Daily Prompt: Elixir


Fasting Experience 

I have an over the top relationship with food. A couple of years ago, when I was about to go somewhere else, my friends prepared a video tribute for me. 90% of the video was about my love for food.

I am going through a spiritual journey and one thing I have never done was fasting. Given my aforementioned relationship with food, I thought it would be impossible for me to survive even just a day without it. Past experiences have shown me that when I skip a meal, I get super cranky, like Godzilla level. Also, I get so nauseous even just after half an hour of delayed food. Hypoglycemia or something. 

We had a spiritual camp meeting a couple of weeks ago. The speaker, Andrew Michell related his fasting experiences. There were no mind-boggling miracles that happened but there were definitely great unexpected things and ideas. I felt that it was the right thing to do because I was feeling a plateau in my spiritual life as well.

We had an intimate dinner with him after the camp meeting and I asked him how to prepare for fasting. He said I have to know the purpose of why I am doing it and I should start skipping supper so that my stomach would get used to being empty for longer time. I thought I would do that for two weeks and then I would fast. Come Friday, fifth day of my preparation and I thought I should start already. 

I have a lot of requests that need answers, personal, for my family, and for our church.   We needed to raise $3000 for the next couple of days and as of that day, we have only collected $450. It was also the best time to start because I observe the Sabbath. It would be a great time for my stomach to rest as well.

I planned on doing a 24-hour fast, from Friday sunset to Sabbath sunset. I ate my supper at 5 pm on Friday. I had a nightmare that night because my body was not used to eating at night anymore. Other than that, the fast went on smoothly. I did not feel any struggle. I was actually surprised that I was alert the whole day, I did not feel sleepy even during my nap hours. 

The Sabbath day ended and I went home from church, did some chores, ate a pear and drank soy milk. I did not research well though on how to end a fast. Apparently, I was not supposed to eat a regular amount of meal. We had a celebration in church that night which, of course, included lots of food. Again, given my relationship with food, I ate and even had some dessert. The result was me not sleeping until 2:30 am. 

Nothing spectacular happen during the fast. After the fast though, my prayers seemed to be a lot more focused and clear even if I was already sleepy. And today, the amount that we needed to raise is almost met. We’re only short by $104. Of course, I would not take credit for that because the whole church prayed about it but I believe my prayers helped. 

Despite some errors that I could have avoided to make the experience better, that first fast was good enough. I would definitely want to make fasting a regular part of my life.

Is “Single Blessedness” a Thing?

Author’s note: I had to redo this whole thing because I clicked on something and just like that, my whole post was gone. *insert crying emoji*

I posted a picture of my valentine date with my girlfriends and my cousin-in-law (Hi, Ate Sha!) commented that I looked good…must be the “blessed singleness”. Now, just between you and me, whenever someone compliments me on my looks, my insides do a backflip, screaming, “Oh my gosh, she just said I look good!!!!” but outside, I’m like, “oh, uhm, thanks!”, like it’s not a big deal. Let’s just keep that our secret, shall we?

Now, that comment got me thinking, “I look good because I’m blessed to be single?”, hmmm….

I noticed that during Valentine Day a.k.a Single Awareness Day, a lot of social media posts from single people were explaining why they are happy. That does not make sense to me. For example: #oklangwalangboyfriendbusognaman but I did not see #oklangmayasawabusognaman. Is it always assumed that when you’re single, you’re not happy unless you do something extraordinary like eating a meal that looks good on Instagram? 

I really do not get the “single blessedness” label. If it such a blessing, why am I too willing to give it up? Seriously, if the right guy comes knocking at my door tomorrow, heck, even tonight, I assure you that that single watchamacallit would be out the window real soon! I mean, I consider Bradley (my car) a blessing and if you tell me now that I would have to lose it, I won’t talk to you for a week or even more.

I don’t know, I think we are putting too much and too wrong expectations on our relationship status (or lack thereof) label. Whatever good thing that could be seen in me and my life right now, let me tell you, being single has the least to do with it. Single might be one of my adjectives but there are a lot of other words that I am as well. I am a woman, daughter, a sister, an aunt, a friend, a demisexual, a heteroromantic, a career woman, a church officer, a backpacker, a scuba diver, a blogger, a reader, a driver, a Filipino, an islander and the list goes on. 

Most of my friends are already married now. There are times when they are happy, sad, in love, mad, blooming, having a bad hair day, excited…just as I am. Sad thing is, sometimes they have to put on a happy front because society expects them to act that life is rosy because they have a family. A friend even said that she does not want to talk about the ugly side of marriage when I’m around because I might get discouraged and not get married.

I guess the point of this post is that there is more to life than the labels that society gives us and we would probably be happier if we don’t cave in. 

No need to pretend. No need to defend. Life has its ups and downs, single or not. 

So if you want to be happy, be.

Movie Reaction: Hacksaw Ridge 

I watched the movie last Saturday night. I remembered my high school years. I studied in Adventist schools my whole life, my dad being a pastor of the Adventist Churches. One of the things that occupied my time when I was a Junior and Senior was the Philippine Military Training. I underwent the Cadet/te Officer Leadership Training when I was a Junior and eventually became the Company B commander when I was a Senior. 

We never had any training for holding the rifle because we were told that we are being trained as medics because we were conscientious objectors. Our training never consisted of violence. Punishments would only include doing push-ups, squats, helicopter, and “drop like a log”. Instead of rifles, we were trained to carry stretchers properly. Knot tying and bandaging were also part of the training. 

I never wondered were they all started. I thought it was just a stand of our church. Watching Hacksaw Ridge, I realized why all Adventist Schools with military training had to be trained that way. I am blown away by how one person stood his ground on what he knows is right and changed everything for the next generation of Seventh-day Adventist believers. It made me realize how important it is as a Christian or as a person in general to know what you really believe in. It is easy to get swayed in any direction if you don’t. 

There would always be challenges when you are different from everyone else, when you don’t do what everyone else does. Keep holding on. Stand firm. Stay true. Do not compromise. 

On a different note, when I saw that Mel Gibson was the one who directed the film, all the blood and guts in the movie made sense because while I was watching, the thought that an Adventist movie would not be so graphic was running through my mind. Also, could Mel Gibson be using the film medium to face his Christian struggles? Maybe. I’m glad he did if that’s the case.

Another note, upon checking the Hollywood version versus the true story, Mel Gibson chose not to show some parts of the true story because viewers would find it hard to believe. For most adapted stories in Hollywood, they would exaggerate things that happened in real life for cinematic effects. In this case, even Hollywood could not handle the real accounts of the story. Truly, the human mind could not and will never be able comprehend the extent of what God can do.

Movie Reaction: La La Land (Spoiler Alert 🚨)

 I watched this movie without expectations, whatsoever. I did not know what it was all about. I loved the “old” vibe of the movie and it was a musical…it’s been a while since I watched a musical. 

This movie is painful! I don’t mind that they went their separate ways in the end. They already told each other that they were not sure about what would happen to them when they both decided to pursue their dreams. The girl went to Paris as an actress, the other stayed in the States as a musician. They just said that they will always love each other. 

Do you know what is painful? That last part when Mia (Emma Watson), watched that musical performance of his with her husband and upon hearing the music, there was an alternate reality that went through her mind. One where they did not have to struggle, all their endeavors were successful, and they were a happy family. It hurt to see her teary eyed and him, distracted with his welcome spiel. He was playing that piece sorrowfully in the end. They were there for each other when they were nothing! What happened to them when they were successful that they did not end up together? Had they grown apart? Did they fall out of love?

Again, I would not really mind that they split. But I mind that they are still in love when they saw each other but they are not together. They cannot be together. 

Is that really how it goes, if you go after your ambition, you would lose the love of your life? Is that really a price to pay? 


I have not been doing much thinking lately. I have been a bum for quite a while and I am enjoying it. However, thoughts came to me a couple of hours ago and I know that those thoughts are going to help me in the future so I need to write it somewhere to make it easy to access should the need arise.

Here goes.

First, practice humility. Humility is different from low self-esteem or lack of confidence.

Which leads me to: develop quiet confidence. Lack of this leads to insecurity and a high risk of being an annoying show off.

So, be the master of your trade, learn, unlearn, relearn. They are all important. Be wise enough to discern.

Remember, have fear. Have the fear of losing something. Have the fear of making mistakes and losing opportunities. Have the fear of taking your blessings for granted. Have fear to develop courage. Have fear to develop your faith.

It is not cowardice, in fact, it is real bravery to accept that you have fears…and being able to tackle those fears head on.

One last thing, always do things right the first time. Just like playing the piano, even if you are already out of tempo, don’t move your fingers to the next keys if you don’t know yet where the right keys are. Accuracy is more important than speed.

That is all for tonight. Good night and have a good and blessed life ahead!