When people ask me to define love, I say, "Love is like handing someone a gun, having them point it at your heart, and trusting them to never pull the trigger." (Sponge Bob)

When they ask me why I laugh at my mistakes and even write them with pride in my blogs, I say, "I'm not crazy. I just don't give a damn!" (Daffy Duck)

When one time I was conducting a group activity, a student asked what road sign I love the most, I said, "I like dead end signs. I think they're kind. They at least have the decency to let you know you're going nowhere…" (Bugs Bunny)

And when for the nth time a friend would ask me what do I get from writing, I'm not even sure if there are good old souls out there visiting my site, I just smile and say, "Kung gusto mong maging manunulat, eh di magsulat ka. Simple." (Bob Ong)

And last night when Eva said she wants to quit from her work because nobody believes in her, her boss got mad at her, she doesn't even have friends at her agency, and she's crying like hell, I said, "Either you stay to prove your worth or you quit and just show them you're a loser, you have to strive for your happiness." (MY original)

My CHOICES: I remained believing in love. I continued spicing up my mistakes and rewriting my life, accepting failure but keep on dreaming until words would fade into thin air.

Oct 24, 2007

Happiness of a Woman

The Proverbs says: “A happy heart is a good medicine and a cheerful mind works healing, but a broken spirit dries the bones.” (Proverbs 17:22 AMP)

Being a Woman, she is called Salt of the Earth and Light of the World because she believes that a happy disposition begets positive aura, inviting the cosmos to dance her own beat.

She immerses herself in the joy of faithful surrender to what life wants her to be, with courage and discernment – and sometimes – with a touch of madness.

She welcomes her desires, tears and happiness with vibrant paroxysm of colors. Gyrating like a Bohemian spirit, in quest for meaning. Then the colorful hues spread out the tips of her nails and toes touching every creature, great and small, young and old, sinful and seemingly not, proud and humble… with equal intensity, with equal passion, with equal happiness… with equal love.

Such is the desire of a Woman, a world of happiness and of love. For where there is both, the Hand that Created manifests itself in brilliant ardour.

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