Come On, Eileen

I had fun watching this video for some special reason... *wink wink*. I said to myself whenever I'm feeling down, I will play this song in my head with a little animation like my special someone singing/teasing this to me... and then everything will be OK.

You know what i mean by watching this video:

The Invitation by Oriah Mountain Dreamer

Its been awhile again, I guess that's just how I work - on and off, in my own phase just the way I like it. I still have alot of ideas that I am not able to 'make happen'. I wish I can make it into something visible, well I know there will come a time that this 'energy' will unleash. (I hope I'm not making excuses again). Anyway I want to share something again, I found a book that caught my attention and its titled 'The Invitation' by Oriah Mountain Dreamer. Without further ado, here it is:

The Invitation By Oriah Mountain Dreamer

It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.

It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain!I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it, or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithlessand therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see beauty even when it's not pretty, every day,and if you can source your own life from its presence. I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!”

It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children.

It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.

It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.

Letter to My Daughter on Being Yourself

I came across something beautiful when I was looking on my files and so I put it here to keep in my memory and share it to everyone who will be inspired at it as well...

LETTER TO MY DAUGHTER: ON BEING YOURSELF

Dear Sally,

You must learn that you cannot be loved by all people.

You can be the finest apple in the world – ripe, juicy, sweet, and succulent – and offer yourself to all,but there will be people who do not like apples.

If you are the world’s finest apple, and someone you love does not like apples, you still have the choice of becoming a banana, but be warned: if you choose to become a banana, you will be a second rate banana.

You must also realize that if you choose to be a second rate banana, there will be people who do not like bananas, so you can spend your life trying to be the best banana – which is impossible if you are an apple – or you can seek again to be the finest apple.

Hugs, Daddy.

Author unknown, adapted from Adrienne Lee’s psychotherapy seminar.

Audrey Hepburn

There's something about... Audrey Hepburn. And I can't really pinpoint what, I just simply like her. I dont know if you ever been in this situation, like when you see someone even for the first time you just like them instantly. That's what I feel seeing Ms. Hepburn. Maybe she radiates positive aura with her that people are attracted to her. Or maybe its just that face. Definitely she has a classic look that I'm sure alot of Hollywood celebrities doesn't have.

What a beauty!

Gold In Them Hills by Ron Sexmith feat. Chris Martin

I can't help gushing about this next song, its mostly the lyrics that got me into it. The melody just adds more to the beauty of the song. I heard it awhile back, but every time I hear it a rush of positive energy just gets through me. I don't get that too often. Although it may have a slow/ sad tone to it, its really a song that inspires hope and high spirits.

So here it is:



Gold In Them Hills:

I know it doesn't seem that way
But maybe it's the perfect day
Even though the bills are piling
Maybe Lady Luck ain't smiling

But if we'd only open our eyes
We'd see the blessings in disguise
That all the rain clouds are fountains
Though our troubles seem like mountains

There's gold in them hills
There's gold in them hills
So don't lose heart
Give the day a chance to start

Every now and then life says
Where do you think you're going so fast
We're apt to think it cruel but sometimes
It's a case of cruel to be kind

And if we'd get up off our knees
Well then we'd see the forest for the trees
And we'd see the new sun rising
Over the hills and horizon

There's gold in them hills
There's gold in them hills
So don't lose faith
Give the world a chance to say...

A word or two, my friend
There's no telling how the day might end
And we'll never know until we see
That there's gold in them hills

There's gold in them hills
So don't lose heart
Give the day a chance to start

There's gold in them hills...
There's gold in them hills...

Life is not made of great things...

"Remember, life is not made of great things, it is made of very small things. In the early morning, sipping a cup of tea, do it totally, as if this is the last cup of tea you will ever sip again. Take each moment and squeeze the whole juice out of it."

- Osho

The Flying House and Super Book

When I was a kid I love watching cartoons, well I guess just like any other kids, and I thought I will never outgrew it. Back then there wasn't much cartoons on television, unlike now you have a lot of options from the Disney Channel, Cartoon Network, Nickelodeon, local tv networks among others. But how I long for the days where everything in life were much simpler and cartoons have more sense and values.

The cartoons that I am referring to are "The Flying House" and "Super Book", cartoons of the mid 80's. Those who are familiar with these, must have grown up in the same era as I was, gotcha! I may not realize it back then, but these two are my major source of Biblical stories. Hmm it's kinda sad that I got my information from here, but that's why these cartoons came to be in the first place for this reason and to teach children good morals and values. That's fair enough. I love the interesting characters, the stories, and I love the opening songs especially that of The Flying House - "We were having fun, playing hide and seek, then a summer storm appears..."

You can try to "at least" sing-a-long with me as we try to relive these cartoons...

The Flying House:


Super Book:

It's been awhile...

Its been awhile since I posted something in here. Guess I was busy lately doing important stuff, one of them is learning a new language. Its been challenging but fun at the same time, I always wanted to learn another language aside from English, so yeah I am fulfilling one of my things-to-do-before-i-die list. And when you are older and learning a new language its difficult compared to when you start at a very young. For me, its like I'm back in kindergarten and learning the basic.

Also I feel like I seem to ran out of things to say in this blog lately. But i know that's not really the case, because deep inside I have a lot of things to say, the problem is I don't know where to begin! As i write this, I just remembered something my husband said to me quite a few times before, he said that I never ran out of things to say. But he loves it, anyway if he complains he can't escape it, hehehhe.

I am looking forward for things to post because in that way it helps me to know myself too.