My Blunt Existence

The rhythm of my hand goes well with the drops of ink and with words floating in my brain. I do not have highfalutin words to speak of, instead, the way of my emotions and the labyrinth that my soul’s going through are the ones obliging me to put the significance of other’s life into scriptures.

Seven Money Saving Motivation

No one says no to a bulkier bank account, so say a big “hello!” to our list of money saving motivations. In the current economic climate many of us are feeling the pinch, so here are seven handy ways to boost your bank account:

Effect of Growing Population

I'm not an economist, so my knowledge on the effects of high population growth on economic development is solely based from the research I have done, and it clearly oppose the government's stand.

World Peace. Anyone?

Generally war is the result of a national entity wishing to improve the standard of living for its people. A major second cause is when a nation perceives a possible reduction in a current standard of living and fights to protect what it already has.

On My Way Back

They say, the only permanent thing in life is change. I have learned to cope with the changes. I have realize that I have to change in these changing times. But change does not mean that I have to change what I do or drop what I have. Change don't make me give-up my dreams. I just need to change my way. Can I be the best? Can I be a winner?

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Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Don't Be Too Hard On Yourself


Most of us are subject to guilt feelings. We may be spending so much time feeling guilty everyday. Guilt for the most part is very constructive. It's an important civilizing influence that keeps people from hurting, distressing or disappointing others. However, the system that works for good can also malfunction.

If your guilt feelings don't lessen after you've tried to make amends, or if you are feeling guilty for things you can't control, you're probably suffering from false guilt, which can be self-destructive. This unrelieved guilt can be very stressful. It is that lurching stomach and racing heart you feel when, for instance, you recall the time you insulted your grandmother. That stress can weaken your immune system and make you more susceptible to illness.

So how can you free yourself from guilt?

Compare guilt to pain. Pain tells you something is wrong. When you feel it, you don't just sit there --- you do something about it. The same is true for guilt.

If you're feeling guilty, here's what you can do about it:

1. Make amends
2. Learn from your mistakes.
3. Accept limitations
4. Disable guilt buttons
5. Banish ghosts
6. Count your blessings
7. Forgive yourself



Thursday, August 01, 2013

Hello? Hey, I'm Invisible


A funny thing happened on the way to the communications revolution: we stopped talking to one another. The landlines and mobile phones used to connect you to the absent. Now it makes people sitting next to you feel absent. Why is it that the more connected we get, the more disconnected I feel? 
Every advance in communications technology is a setback to the intimacy of human interaction. As almost every conceivable contact between human beings gets automated, the alienation index goes up. You can't even call a person to get someone's phone number. Directory assistance is becoming increasingly automated. I am no Luddite. I own a mobile phone, a voice-mail system, an answering machine, an e-mail, website, blog, and an account to almost all social network. Giving them up isn't an option. They're great for what they're intended to do. It's their unintended consequences that make me cringe. My day won't even be complete without logging in to facebook. More and more, I find myself hiding behind e-mail and the phone to do a job meant for conversation. I am also using the web for a presentation to our clients instead of doing it personally. 
If all this technology is meant to help us to keep in touch, why is it that it only makes me lonelier? Should I put myself on technology restriction them?


Thursday, April 25, 2013

Being Consistent: The Key to a Successful Life



Taking control of our consistent action means directing our lives well. This is not something that we do once in a blue moon that shape our lives, but it’s something we must do consistently.
To be successful, you must take consistent action...
Yes, and I have learned the importance of consistent action from my job as salesman.
The first thing I did when I joined the company was to take endless training that are needed to become effective salesman.
But when I went out to the field my training failed me. Nothing really happened! And so I thought, “this isn’t really working.”
So I went in search of something that would. I joined a couple of other opportunities and with each one I did the same thing. I went through the training and did what I was supposed to do for a short period of time, and when I didn't see results as fast as I wanted to, I moved on to something else.
You can see the problem with this strategy. I didn't stay consistent with anything for long enough to see any success. Then I recommitted myself. I knew this was for real. And once I did, and was doggedly consistent, the magic happened! And it will happen to you too... But you must be consistent, even when you don't feel like it...
Keep these tips in mind...
  1. Do something you enjoy - you'll be more apt to stick with something you enjoy rather than forcing yourself to do something you don't. I love to blog and share with others so I'm not dreading what I have to do every day. I look forward to it.
  2. Develop a schedule/routine - I find that without a schedule, I am constantly being distracted by other things that consume my time. The end result is that I often don't get the things on my priority list done, but I've wasted valuable time of other things. Show up every day and follow your routine.
  3. Prioritize your time - understand and recognize things that are potential time-wasters and allow yourself a structured time period to deal with those (ie 30 min. per day on Facebook, or only check email at the end of the day, etc.) I find that I can't check email throughout the day because then there are several things that come up that I have to deal with and it pulls me away from my routine. I want to be able to deal with them on my own terms and put them into my schedule. Also, even though Facebook is a powerful marketing tool for my business, I only allow myself 30 min. per day because it can completely consume me.
  4. Write things down - this is a must for me. I need to keep a visual reminder of my goals for the day and I don't stop until they're completed. (I even write things on my list that I did but weren't on my list just so I can cross it off! - I know, but I love to cross things off!)

If you want to be successful in your business, in life, in any area, consistent action will get you there!
Take consistent action and great things will happen...


Friday, April 19, 2013

Boo F*cking-hoo



We musn't forget that life is only as serious as we make it. I refuse to take every bad experience and make it seem like it's a life changing thing. It is what it is. Sh*t happens. So you got dumped. So you got rained on. So you stepped on gum. Boo-f*cking-hoo. That doesn't mean we must forget to smile.

Sometimes, when you're really down, you have to realize that not everything has gone wrong. You still have eyes to see with, hands to work with, food to eat, or whatever it is that you have. It's so easy to complain when things don't go our way, but if you look closely, there are people with problems far more grave than ours.

Life is a playground. Don't sit on the swing all your life. Not when you can go run into the fields, slide down that great big pipe and climb that tree. A few scrapes and bruises along the way won't stop you.

The key to life, I think, is balance. We must learn when to take things seriously, and when not to. A good friend told me "Feel the pain all you want, just don't forget how to live."

So, no emo today, kids. Only dorky faces from your (hopefully) blogwhore.





Saturday, December 29, 2012

Are You Willing To Do Mistakes?


They always say that mistakes can teach us valuable lesson and I would jokingly answer, "Are you willing to do mistake then?". If it teaches us a great lesson, why is it that nobody is willing to do such? If anyone ask me that question, I would answer yes. I am willing to be wrong. I'd rather try and fail than to do nothing. To be willing to make mistake is to gain one's greatest asset, that is self-trust. I don't want to diminish myself second-guessing myself by worrying about failure. With all those mistakes that I've done, I can now consider the prospect of failure, but I don't need to preoccupy myself with pointless worries. If I fail, so be it, I just need to deal with it.
A man grows more from failure than he does from success. Success cannot test his resolve in the way that failure can. Success has its challenges, but a man learns more about himself when he takes on challenges that involve risk. When a man plays it safe, his vitality is lost, and he losses his edge.Having been said, I refuses to play it safe. Taking on all challenges even if it means stabbing myself with a blunt dagger over and over again, until I grow numb of the pain. I would risk anything even if it means going beyond my comfort zone.

Saturday, June 16, 2012

Story of Appreciation

(Photo courtesy of Arts Desire)
One young academically excellent person went to apply for a managerial position in a big company.
He passed the first interview, the director did the last interview, made the last decision. The director discovered from the CV that the youth's academic achievements were excellent all the way, from the secondary school until the postgraduate research, never had a year when he did not score.
The director asked, "Did you obtain any scholarships in school?" the youth answered "none".
The director asked, " Was it your father who paid for your school fees?"
The youth answered, "My father passed away when I was one year old, it was my mother who paid for my school fees.
The director asked, " Where did your mother work?"
The youth answered, "My mother worked as clothes cleaner.
The director requested the youth to show his hands. The youth showed a pair of hands that were smooth and perfect.
The director asked, " Have you ever helped your mother wash the clothes before?"
The youth answered, "Never, my mother always wanted me to study and read more books. Furthermore, my mother can wash clothes faster than me."
The director said, "I have a request. When you go back today, go and clean your mother's hands, and then see me tomorrow morning."
The youth felt that his chance of landing the job was high. When he went back, he happily requested his mother to let him clean her hands. His mother felt strange, happy but with mixed feelings, she showed her hands to the kid.
The youth cleaned his mother's hands slowly. His tear fell as he did that. It was the first time he noticed that his mother's hands were so wrinkled, and there were so many bruises in her hands. Some bruises were so painful that his mother shivered when they were cleaned with water.
This was the first time the youth realized that it was this pair of hands that washed the clothes everyday to enable him to pay the school fee. The bruises in the mother's hands were the price that the mother had to pay
for his graduation, academic excellence and his future.
After finishing the cleaning of his mother hands, the youth quietly washed all the remaining clothes for his mother.
That night, mother and son talked for a very long time. Next morning, the youth went to the director's office. The Director noticed the tears in the youth's eyes, asked: " Can you tell me what have you done and learned yesterday in your house?"
The youth answered, " I cleaned my mother's hand, and also finished cleaning all the remaining clothes."
The Director asked, " Please tell me your feelings."
The youth said, Number 1, I know now what is appreciation. Without my mother, there would not be the successful me today. Number 2, by working together and helping my mother, only I now realize how difficult and tough it is to get something done. Number 3, I have come to appreciate the importance and value of family relationship.
The director said, " This is what I am looking for to be my manager.I want to recruit a person who can appreciate the help of others, a person who knows the sufferings of others to get things done, and a person who would not put money as his only goal in life. You are hired.
Later on, this young person worked very hard, and received the respect of his subordinates. Every employee worked diligently and as a team. The company's performance improved tremendously.
A child, who has been protected and habitually given whatever he wanted, would develop "entitlement mentality" and would always put himself first. He would be ignorant of his parent's efforts. When he starts work, he assumes that every person must listen to him, and when he becomes a manager, he would never know the sufferings of his employees and would always blame others. For this kind of people, who may be good academically, may be successful for a while, but eventually would not feel sense of achievement. He will grumble and be full of hatred and fight for more. If we are this kind of protective parents, are we really showing love or are we destroying the kid instead?
You can let your kid live in a big house, eat a good meal, learn piano, watch a big screen TV. But when you are cutting grass, please let them experience it. After a meal, let them wash their plates and bowls together with their brothers and sisters. It is not because you do not have money to hire a maid, but it is because you want to love them in a right way. You want them to understand, no matter how rich their parents are, one day their hair will grow grey, same as the mother of that young person. The most important thing is your kid learns how to appreciate the effort and experience the difficulty and learns the ability to work with others to get things done.

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(This post was send to me by one of my loyal readers. Credits goes to the writer who wishes to remain anonymous.)

Friday, June 15, 2012

God is Closer to Beggars Than to Kings

"Thank you, Sir. Praise the Lord!" the old beggar exclaimed in clear English as I shove a five-peso coin into his hand. 
I was on my way to meet a friend at a restaurant near Raja Solaiman park one rainy October day couple of years ago when I chance upon the kindly old man, charming passers-by for alms with his tooth-less smile and sunny disposition. 
Minutes later, as I sat comfortably in the restaurant with my friend, the memory of the old man lingered in my mind. After our meal, we go to the spot where I left him, but he was gone. About to give up, I saw him a few metres away, drying himself under a tree. I asked my friend that we sit with him for a while before we go to the mall as we've plan earlier. 
A group of passing teenagers stared at us, no doubt wondering why a well-dressed men would be chatting with an old dirty derelict. We learned that his name was Max Mercado and that he was 85 years old. He's been here since Mt. Pinatubo erupted. It is the generous hearts that keeps him alive. Owning nothing more than the shirt on his back and a few mementos from his past, he roamed the park every day. When it rained, he would take shelter under the trees and concrete structures that dotted the park. 
When Mt. Pinatubo erupted in 1991, torrents of lahar covered their entire town. He tried to save his wife and children, but they all died. In the end he could save only himself. Having nowhere to go, he moved to Manila and ended up begging. 
He told us that he used to entertain American GI's as a cabaret singer in Olongapo City. And as if on cue, he begun crooning a song, that gathered a crowd around us. My friend, took off his cap and pass around the crowd and was able to raised 40 pesos. The teenagers who had stared at us minutes earlier were now smiling at us, eager to hear what we were talking about. 
"God sent you to me," Max said. 
"See, most of the time people don't even mind me, but because of you they're noticing me.Always give thanks. Appreciate what you have."
As dusk was about to settle, I bought a buy 1 take 1 burger nearby for his dinner. Before long, my friend flag a taxi to take us to the mall. We left Max sitting contently on a park bench, begun eating his burger.
It amazes me how someone who has suffered so much can have a grateful heart. I guess it is true what I once read in a book: God is closer to beggars than to kings. 

Thursday, June 14, 2012

Are You OK?

“It will be okay…” says the old mantra that plays over and over again when someone is experiencing heartbreaks. 
But you know it won’t. And that’s the truth, it won’t.
It's never okay to lose someone important to you. You can never really let someone go but all you can do, and in fact, what you should do, is move on. You, after all, are the master of your own life. Therefore, you are responsible for your own happiness. And the only way you can be happy again is if you recognize this fact. God, after all, gave you free will. In life, we can never have everything we want but I believe that we will always have everything we need.
And in response, genuine Love is always a decision to be made, a choice.
What you speak of as "love" here isn't really love, but rather, attachment. Attachment to the person, and of course, you can always choose to detach. It's hard yes, but like a bad habit, it is never impossible to break.

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

9 Things I Hate About Everyone

(Photo courtesy of twistynoodle)
1. People who point at their wrist asking for the time... 
I know where my watch is pal, where the hell is yours? Do I point at my crotch when I ask where the toilet is?

2. People who are willing to get off their a** to search the entire room for the TV remote because they refuse to walk to the TV and change the channel manually.

3. When people say "Oh you just want to have your cake and eat it too".
Damn Right! What good is cake if you can't eat it?

4. When people say "it's always the last place you look".
Of course it is. Why the hell would you keep looking after you've found it? Do people do this? Who and where are they?

5. When people say while watching a film, "did ya see that?"
No Loser, I paid 400 pesos to come to the cinema and stare at the damn floor!

6. People who ask "Can I ask you a question?"... Didn't give me a choice there, did ya sunshine?

7. When something is 'new and improved'.
Which is it? If it's new, then there has never been anything before it. If it's an improvement, then there must have been something before it, couldn't be new.

8. When people say "life is short".
What the hell??? Life is the longest damn thing anyone ever does!!! What can you do that's longer?

9. When you are waiting for the bus and someone asks "Has the bus come yet?"
If the bus came, would I be standing here???

Monday, May 14, 2012

Life is a Game

Win-win.
Win-lose.
Lose-lose.

We all hear that terms not just on games we play but also on our every day play of the game called LIFE. What does it mean, one may ask. Well, if I’m the one to answer, it refer to the possible outcomes of a game or dispute involving two sides, and more importantly, how each side perceives their outcome relative to their standing before the game.

For example, a “win” results when the outcome of a negotiation is better than expected, a “loss” when the outcome is worse than expected. Two people may receive the same outcome in measurable terms, say 100 pesos, but for one side that may be a loss, while for the other it is a win. In other words, expectations determine one’s perception of any given result.
 
Win - Win 
Win-win outcomes occur when each side of a dispute feels they have won. Since both sides benefit from such a scenario, any resolutions to the conflict are likely to be accepted voluntarily. The process of integrative bargaining aims to achieve, through cooperation, win-win outcomes.

Win - Lose
Win-lose situations result when only one side perceives the outcome as positive. Thus, win-lose outcomes are less likely to be accepted voluntarily. Distributive bargaining processes, based on a principle of competition between participants, tend to end in win-lose outcomes.

Lose - Lose
Lose-lose means that all parties end up being worse off. An example of this would be a budget-cutting negotiation in which all parties lose money. In some lose-lose situations, all parties understand that losses are unavoidable and that they will be evenly distributed. In such situations, lose-lose outcomes can be preferable to win-lose outcomes because the distribution is at least considered to be fair.

In other situations, though, lose-lose outcomes occur when win-win outcomes might have been possible. The classic example of this is called the prisoner’s dilemma in which two prisoners must decide whether to confess to a crime. Neither prisoner knows what the other will do. The best outcome for prisoner A occurs if he/she confesses, while prisoner B keeps quiet. In this case, the prisoner who confesses and implicates the other is rewarded by being set free, and the other (who stayed quiet) receives the maximum sentence, as s/he didn’t cooperate with the police, yet they have enough evidence to convict. (This is a win-lose outcome.) The same goes for prisoner B. But if both prisoners confess (trying to take advantage of their partner), they each serve the maximum sentence (a lose-lose outcome). If neither confesses, they both serve a reduced sentence (a win-win outcome, although the win is not as big as the one they would have received in the win-lose scenario).

This situation occurs fairly often, as win-win outcomes can only be identified through cooperative (or integrative) bargaining, and are likely to be overlooked if negotiations take a competitive distributive) stance.
The key thing to remember is that any negotiation may be re-framed (placed in a new context) so that expectations are lowered. In the prisoner’s dilemma, for example, if both prisoners are able to perceive the reduced sentence as a win rather than a loss, then the outcome is a win-win situation. Thus, with lowered expectations, it may be possible for negotiators to craft win-win solutions out of a potentially lose-lose situation. However, this requires that the parties sacrifice their original demands for lesser ones.

Friday, May 11, 2012

Reality Exist in Me

In a certain faraway land, the cold is so intense that words freeze as soon as they are uttered, and after some time then thaw and become audible, so that words spoken in winter go unheard until the next summer..ummmm, I should prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape - the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn't show.
There is a privacy about it which no other season gives me.... In spring, summer and fall , people sort of have an open season on each other; only in the winter, in the mountain, can you have longer, quiet stretches where you can savor belonging to yourself..... All my life I had been looking for something, and everywhere I turned someone tried to tell me what it was. I accepted their answers too, though they were often in contradiction and even self-contradictory. I was naïve. I was looking for myself and asking everyone except myself questions which I, and only I, could answer. It took me a long time and much painful boomeranging of my expectations to achieve a realization everyone else appears to have been born with: that I am nobody but myself. I am told to just be myself, but as much as I have practiced the impression, I am still no good at it.
Until you came, I understood what I had been looking for! I am in love with you.. Only God knows how much I have think about things to hold this feelings and emotions I have been keeping within my self.. I am so hesitant at first and would think about what people might say...
There is a fine line between dreams and reality, it's up to you to draw it. If God had wanted me otherwise, he would have created me otherwise. I will never be bullied again into silence. Never allow myself again to be made a victim. I will not accept no one's definition of my life;
I define myself!!
All the knowledge I possess everyone else can acquire, but my heart is all my own, and reality exist in me. 
(Photo courtesy of naturewalls)

Monday, April 23, 2012

Better Than Bitter

(Photo courtesy of Shutterstock.)
Many people are afraid of getting involved again after the collapse of a relationship. Some people would call them embittered, but beneath bitterness is fear. We have been hurt. We are afraid of being hurt again so we stop trusting men, or women.
I don't want to be one of those persons. This is not to say that I don't have my own fears. I do. Sometimes my fears are so huge they feel as if they will engulf me. But I'm willing to sit quietly in the center of those fears until they become something else, even if I chicken out the first hundred times and have to keep coming back to them.
I know enough to look at the world and see that it is made up both of people who are incredibly generous and open-hearted, as well as those who, in their woundedness, have chosen to turn their pain outward upon others. And these two types of people are not divided up by gender lines. And to recognize them you don't look at their faces or listen to their words, but look at their actions and listen with your heart.
I could tell stories from my relationships that would illustrate this, but I won't. I must have been okay with it on some level, because I stayed. I tried to make it work and sometimes I believed it could and sometimes I wasn't sure.
So, where does that leave me? Have I been betrayed? Truly, madly, deeply. In ways I can't quite wrap my mind around. Does it hurt? Fuck yes. It hurts so much I haven't even allowed myself to feel it all yet. I can't feel the full impact of the pain. I have to take it in doses.
But I'm still full of hope. I may not be as young as most, but I'm young enough and I still want to get it right. The good news is I'm no longer afraid to be myself, to speak my truth, to use my voice, to enforce my boundaries and, most importantly, to be vulnerable. Perhaps that is the gift of getting it wrong.
Maybe that's what we're all here for. To hold a mirror up to each other. If there is anything I could wish to accomplish with my writing it would be that, to hold a mirror up to each of you that reflected back to you your greatness.
When I say it was weighing me down I could actually feel it. It felt like all this stuff was a web of dark energy that sat over me. I hated it. I was sick of it. Today something rose up in me and just said no. I said it out loud: "NO!" I said, "I want to be free," and I felt it. I felt it all the way through to my core. I started crying because when I said it out loud I saw myself, in that mirror, and I knew that I mattered and my life was worth more than this, so much more. It felt powerful, like a rush of energy going through me, so I just kept talking and naming everything that I wanted in my life: love, joy, safety, freedom. It was liberating. In that moment, I felt like I could reach out and touch God. I felt something like a fire rising within me and I smiled and cried at the same time.

Thursday, April 05, 2012

The Odds

(This is a love letter from a boy to his girlfriend. However, the girl's father does not like him and want them to stop their relationship. He knows that the girl's father will definitely read this letter that goes like this:)

1 The great love that I have for you 2 is gone, and I find my dislike for you 3 grows everyday. When I see you, 4 I do not even like your face. 5 the one thing that I want to do is to 6 look at other girls. I never wanted to 7 marry you. Our last conversation 8 was very boring and has not 9 made of look forward to seeing you again. 10 You think only of yourself. 11 If we were married, I know that I would find 12 life very difficult, and I would have no 13 pleasure in living with you. I have a heart 14 to give, but it is not something that 15 I want to give to you. No one is more 16 foolish and selfish than you, and you are not 17 able to care for me and help me. 18 I sincerely want you to understand that 19 I speak the truth. You will do me a favor 20 if you think this is the end. Do not try 21 to answer this. Your letters are full of 22 things that do not interest me. You have no 23 true love for me. Good-bye! Believe me, 24 I do not care for you. Please do not think that 25 I am still your boyfriend. So bad!

(However, before handing over the letter to the girl, he told to read the 'odds'. So..... try reading it again. Its kinda sweet.)

Wednesday, April 04, 2012

Rising Spirit

The rhythm of my hand goes well with the drops of ink and with words floating in my brain. I do not have highfaluting words to speak of, instead, the way of my emotions and the labyrinth that my soul’s going through are the ones obliging me to put the significance of other’s life into scriptures. But, ironically, I do not find my life as important as others do consider it. The poetry of contrast the world has offered me evoked my sensations to be involved in its abyss. In there I grew, letting my entirety to be succumbed in angst, chaos, obscurity and insanity. I tried to reach and comprehend what others have to say. But then, when I speak mine, no one dared to listen. So I merely buried myself to the grounds, lips closed, with tranquility by my side.

I let my soul be caged, bleeding with verses of blunt poems. The eternal one brought me to my fallen state, my solitary freedom, where there is only darkness and no recline. He was the one who sent and made me street poet, with holes in my jacket, stones in my shoes and stains of remorse in my spirit. The irony of life, my illusions, false hopes, after thoughts, daydreams, agonies, memories made me a prison of words. And this unspoken prose is my destiny. Though I’ve been rejected repeatedly, sonnets make me the wholeness of my life and makes me hush all these words…… letting my spirit rise again…… to another life yet unlived.

Sunday, April 01, 2012

Learn To Like Yourself

Every once in a while, we tend to blame ourselves for things gone wrong. And to avoid blaming ourselves, we often avoid those things that makes us feel bad. More often than not, we fall into some kind of self-denial which in turn can lower our esteem. This could be dangerous as it can stagnate our growth as a person.
I believe that accepting ourselves as who we are can reverse that process. We can't change others to fit our expectations, but we can change our attitude to fit perfectly on ourselves.
Low self-esteem can be like roadblocks that stops us in achieving our goals. But by having a good relationship with the person we see when we face the mirror, can boost our self-esteem. We just need to examine our accomplishments and consider ourselves as a treasured friend.
In no time, you'll be saying "I feel great about myself".

First Love

First love, I thought, may cut and mark us the deepest, but love that lasts and grows does so because it joins and nurtures what is dearest, finest and noblest in two people. And because it understands and forgives what is less so.
First love may register in the blood with dizzying effect, but the love that endures takes up residence in the soul. In this way, love becomes something far more powerful than bone and flesh. It completes us, gives us the wholeness we need to navigate safely through life.

Saturday, March 31, 2012

Its All About Trust

A trusting relationship gives you confidence. It is a link that brings people closer, and it can provide vital support. A good relationship enables you to be more successful and secure. When you have confidence in your partner, you have the means at hand to grow and prosper. But you must remember, its not your job to get people to have confidence in you; its your job to give confidence to people.

Friday, March 30, 2012

In My Humble Opinion



About the only thing I don't have a strong opinion on is why there is even a small percentage of people out there who always respond to surveys with "no opinion." Yet there they are, in every poll, the no-opinion people. A question could be as simple as "Is Michael Jackson dead?" or "Is durian truly edible?" and this people will have nothing to say, either way. Most of us are just brimming with beliefs, attitudes, judgement calls and crank theories. We freely give our wisdom in bars, on radio talk-back shows and over the Internet. Parties wouldn't exist at all without personal appraisals of the weather, that awful dress on the woman across the room or the latest political scandal. And speaking of politicians, they wouldn't know which way to turn without polls telling them what an average Juan thinks. Likewise, advertisers won't dare release a new commercial without first putting it through the wringer of intense focus group discussions. Opinion rules, pure and simple.Once we have formed our opinions, we rarely change our minds --- unless we are swayed by someone else with arguments more compelling than our own. We tend to listen more to those who hold positions of power. Not elected officials or CEO's, mind you, but those with real power --- the television journalist and the radio talk-show host who, we reason, must have special opinions since they have been given a media podium of their own from which to expound them. But just who gives the radio commentators of this world the authority to speak for all of us --- and how do I get my name in his rotary file? Don't other people's opinions --- or rather, mine --- deserve equal respect?How I yearn to be able to voice my views in a way that will be heard over the opinionated roar of the crowd. To at last rise above those nitwits who counter one's considered pronouncements with the ever-witty rejoinder, "That's just your opinion!" Well of course it's my opinion. Who else's opinion would I be expressing! My next-door neighbour's? Yes, if I had my own radio or television talk show, more people would pay attention to my personal take on subjects as diverse as Filipino Clam Mentality (I'm allergic on crabs) and Why "makahiya" has a good reflex?But I am just one of millions of voices crying out in an increasingly deafened wilderness. There are simply too many opinions out there, and as the world grows more open and democratic, people are beginning to assign equal weight to each and every argument. The way the rules now seem to work, everybody is entitled to his own opinion and has a right to express it freely. Nevertheless, that opinion, no matter how well reasoned, is no more valid than the next guy's. Therefore, to wage a debate in an effort to win anyone over would be considered the height of rudeness. One is, in fact, far better off not voicing an opinion at all.Perhaps that is where the "no opinion" poll people come from. Maybe they've just grown tired of playing a game that always ends in a draw. Possibly they've adopted a philosophical stance that says, "If you can't beat 'em, bow out."I must admit it does look tempting sometimes to join their ranks. But that would be admitting defeat --- in my humble opinion.

Thursday, March 29, 2012

I Wanna Fly!

Do you ever look up and wish you could fly?
Once upon a time....
A baby eagle  got separated from his mother and landed upon a chicken farm. He was cared for and learned to act like a chickens act - that’s all he knew, because that’s all he was ever thought. Then one day he saw a big eagle flying overhead and something inside him stirred. He had always felt that there was something different about him.... Now he knew: he wanted to fly!
“Could I?” he wondered.
“How do I do it? What if I fall? Why I am stuck here in this barnyard, instead of being up in those treetops?”
Are you an eagle disguised as a chicken? Look up. See the eagle flying and know that you too can soar. Let go of the hows, what if’s and why’s that are holding you down. Then dust off your wings and soar! 

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