The Year in Retrospect continues, the conclusion.
Be more active in social media:
Some of my friends jokingly call me a #cavewoman for not being present in social media most of the time. Plans are made on our social groups and I am out of the loop, not really minding it, until somebody tells me about it and checking if I can make it. I also miss out on a lot of tagged posts and approve friend requests usually a month or two later. I know it’s a very digital world and I do not disregard that it has its perks, from easier communication to faster access to a lot of things, but I still enjoy living in the real world and talking to people in real life. To give it a try though, I started becoming more active in social media, posting in my accounts and being up-to-date with people’s posts. I had a phase like that too when I was much younger, where I also played a lot of online games (like Pet Society and Café City), but I realized it took a lot of my time and not always in a good way. Now after I tried, for a year and successfully at that, I again realize that I still prefer living off the grid and opting for the less public sites that I have like this blog and IG. For me, there is still JOMO rather than FOMO, on the most part. With this, I think I will go back to my norm of not being as present online and that’s all right.
Timeline: [Almost] Daily (yup! #effort)
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“Who are you?”
For those wondering who Kai is, who among you has watched the movie Kung Fu Panda 3? If you recall, he is the villain whom Po battles with.
Our Kung Fu Panda Po answers, “I’ve been asking myself the same question… Am I the son of a panda? The son of a goose? A student? A teacher?”
When I heard those lines, I was struck because like Po, I am also… a panda.
Kidding aside, like Po, I too ask myself the same question. Who am I? I believe we all ask ourselves this question, have asked it, and may continuously do so.
As a lot of words and thoughts and rushed into me, I finally settled with three words that I thought would tell a lot about who Mai is a person – Mai is a daydreamer, learner, and lover.
Continue reading “Breaking the ice”
Danke schön. 谢谢. Thank you…
To the team that has taught me a lot.
To the mates who know how to make light of things.
To friends who remain.
To the people who matter most — family.
To life and its heartaches and joys, tears and comfort.
To God who loved me first and loved me best.
Cheers to another year!
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“Tell God all that is in your heart, as one unloads one’s heart, its pleasures and its pains, to a dear friend. Tell Him your troubles, that He may comfort you; tell Him your joys, that He may sober them; tell Him your longings, that he may purify them; tell Him your dislikes, that He may help you to conquer them; talk to Him of your temptations, that He may shield you from them; show Him the wounds of your heart, that He may heal them; lay bare your indifference to good, your depraved tastes for evil, your instability. Tell him how self-love makes you unjust to others, how vanity tempts you to be insincere, how pride disguises you to yourself and others.
If you thus pour out all your weaknesses, needs, troubles, there will be no lack of what to say. You will never exhaust the subject. It is continually being renewed. People who have no secrets from each other never want for subjects of conversation. They do not weigh their words, for there is nothing to be held back; neither do they seek for something to say. They talk out of the abundance of the heart, without consideration they say just what they think. Blessed are they who attain to such familiar, unreserved intercourse with God.”
– Francis Fenelon
To Him, who not only hears but listens. To Him, who cares selflessly and absolutely.
Two and a half years – almost three, since I began working. Two jobs since then.
Exceeding. Exploring. Enriching.
Discovering things that bring out the best parts of me.
Trying things I have never done before. #99FirstsAndCounting
Continue reading “Two and a half years later”
What is supposedly the last day of the month, is now, the second to the last — at least for this year and every four years before and after. February is deemed to be the love month, though I think everyone will agree when no month should be designated for love as it should be celebrated daily in all its different forms, shapes, and sizes. Nonetheless, befitting the month’s theme is a poem I wrote earlier, for the One who has loved me first and never left.
To Him, who cares for my heart, this is for You. Thank You for taking care of my heart, all this time. For loving me in spite of myself. It is Your love that forever remains the same and it is this same love that leaves me awestruck each and every time I try to fathom it, for I cannot in its wholeness. Truly, I cannot.
I can only be grateful and hope that I may love You and others in Your love.
Thank You, again, for taking of my heart and for never letting me go.
Dear Pope Francis,
I just want to say thank you for taking the time, for the break that was caused by your arrival. It is a break quite different from any other as we not only get physical rest from work but also a pause to reflect on our life and Christ’s life, among other things. And perhaps for me personally, this too has become an opportunity to take a breather before I face the things that are about to come. There will be changes and I knew I needed this too. So thank you.
May you continuously inspire people to live a simple life and to love others and Jesus Christ. Thank you.
Please stay cute, humble, and lovely. I am praying for you.