Navigating the Turbulent Waters of Heart and Mind, A Journey of Confusion and Discovery

In the intricate tapestry of our existence, the heart and mind often find themselves engaged in a delicate dance, each striving to lead us down divergent paths. For a wife standing at the crossroads of her emotions and thoughts, this internal conflict can be a tumultuous storm threatening to engulf her in a sea of uncertainty and doubt.

When the wisdom of her heart whispers softly, urging her towards a direction that seems to defy the rationality of her mind, the wife is faced with a profound dilemma. In the quiet moments of introspection, she grapples with the unsettling feeling that something is amiss, that a dissonance exists between what she knows and what she feels.

As she navigates the murky waters of her inner world, she is plagued by questions that echo in the chambers of her soul. Should she heed the call of her heart, despite the protests of her mind? Is it wise to turn a blind eye to her intuition, that silent guardian of truth that speaks in whispers only she can hear?

The wife finds herself caught in a web of conflicting emotions, torn between the desire for harmony and the fear of upheaval. She wonders if she should suppress the nagging doubts that gnaw at her spirit, plastering a smile on her face while the chasm within her widens with each passing day.

But perhaps, in the midst of her confusion and loss, there lies an opportunity for profound discovery. Maybe the discord between heart and mind is not a battle to be won or lost, but a journey to be embraced. Perhaps the key to unlocking the mystery lies not in silencing one voice in favor of the other, but in listening to both with an open heart and a discerning mind.

In the face of uncertainty, the wife may find solace in the realization that her inner turmoil is a testament to her humanity, a reminder that she is a complex being capable of profound growth and understanding. By embracing the discomfort of ambiguity, she may uncover hidden truths and unearth the strength to chart a new course, guided by the wisdom that resides in the depths of her being.

So, to the wife who stands on the threshold of her own inner landscape, I offer this gentle reminder: trust in the wisdom of your heart, even when it leads you down unfamiliar paths. Embrace the contradictions that dwell within you, for in their midst lies the potential for transformation and renewal. And remember, in the dance of heart and mind, the most profound revelations often emerge from the spaces in between.

Happy Fun Friday!

🌟🌈🚀 Happy Fun Friday, everyone! 🚀🌈🌟

Let's talk about living life out loud and staying hydrated when the going gets tough, because remember, when the going gets tough, the tough get going! 💪💦

Life is like a rollercoaster ride – full of ups, downs, twists, and turns. Sometimes, we find ourselves facing challenges that seem insurmountable. But just like how a plant needs water to thrive, we need to stay hydrated with positivity, determination, and a dash of courage to conquer those tough times.

Imagine yourself as a superhero, ready to take on any obstacle that comes your way. Remember, you have the power within you to push through, to rise above, and to shine brighter than ever before!

So, when life throws lemons at you, squeeze them into a glass of refreshing lemonade, take a deep breath, and keep marching forward with a smile on your face and a sparkle in your eyes. Stay hydrated, both literally and metaphorically, and let your light shine so bright that it dazzles even the darkest of days.

Here's to living life out loud, to staying hydrated in body, mind, and spirit, and to embracing every challenge as an opportunity for growth and greatness! 🌟💧🌈

Have a fantastic Fun Friday, everyone! Stay awesome, stay hydrated, and keep rocking your unique journey! 🎉🌟💦 

Embracing the Unfolding

In the ebb and flow of life, there come moments when the waves of change crash upon us, leaving us gasping for breath as we struggle to find our footing in the shifting sands of uncertainty. These past weeks have been such a tempest for me, a tumultuous journey through the depths of my own soul as I grappled with the bitter pill of acceptance.

Acceptance—a simple word, yet laden with the weight of a thousand sorrows and a million shattered dreams. To accept is to acknowledge the immutable truth that some things are simply beyond our control, that the universe moves in mysterious ways, indifferent to our desires and wishes.

As I stood at the crossroads of choice, faced with the looming specter of loss and departure, I found myself paralyzed by fear and doubt. What can one do when the ones we hold dear are bound to leave, when their absence threatens to hollow out our very being?

In those dark moments of despair, I realized that true acceptance is not a surrender to fate, but a liberation from the shackles of expectation. It is a painful metamorphosis, a shedding of the illusions that bind us to the past and the future, allowing us to embrace the raw beauty of the present moment.

I learned that when faced with the inevitability of loss, our choices are few but profound. We can cling desperately to what is slipping through our fingers, or we can open our hearts to the winds of change, letting go with grace and dignity.

In the crucible of acceptance, I discovered the transformative power of resilience and inner strength. I learned that true love is not possessive or controlling, but free and boundless, capable of weathering even the fiercest storms.

So as I stand on the threshold of uncertainty, my heart heavy with the weight of what is to come, I find solace in the knowledge that acceptance is not a sign of weakness, but a testament to the depth of my humanity. And though the road ahead may be fraught with pain and sorrow, I walk it with courage and conviction, knowing that in the end, all we can truly do is accept what is, and find peace in the midst of chaos.

Restrospect

Heard the saying, “One day, in retrospect, the years of struggle will strike you as the most beautiful.”?

Well, today is that day!

Mariposa Learns to Write Again

I want to write again.
 
I need to write again.
 
So here I am finding myself trying to write again.
 
This place has always been my comfort for years now. And lately I find myself reading old posts and I can't help but smile and be proud of myself. Wow. I have been through a lot and I have achieved a lot. So many things just to be grateful for. In a way, this blog had been a memoir of Mariposa.
 
Then I have this light bulb moment. If I want to write again, I write about my life and make a memoir. Well, sort of! Yet, I am so inclined to write through  my own fiction. As they say, it is easier to get to the truth by not claiming that you are speaking it. For there are some things that can be said in fiction that can never be said in a memoir. So here, I will attempt to put down all the good things I ought to have done...and try to leave out the bad ones I did do well.
 
Reading through my posts here you may discover that I never had any fixed aim before my eyes and that my system (for the lack of better word) has been to glide away unconcernedly on the stream of life, trusting to the wind wherever it led.

After all these are not the memoirs of an empress, nor of a queen. These are memoirs of another kind.
***wink

Gazing Through

PhotoHunt: the NIGHT sky!

 ...a million asterisks, and no explanations.

This is an old PhotoHunt entry and yes I recycle it because I want to join this week's hunt and is too tired to hunt for anything else. Pfft! Ha!

I wish you all a Happy Weekend! You may visit the rest at PhotoHunt!

Let's Join The Fight

Shoutout to all the brave and beautiful people fighting the big C. You are bigger than that letter. And we are all rooting for you!

Continue the fight. Be strong. Stay strong. Remember, despite everything...life is still good. :)

Quest for Something Quaint

PhotoHunt: QUAINT

For whatever reason, this is the photo the came to my mind when I saw this week's theme. I just grab this from an old post, Spending My Time. This is a very old photo of mine. And somehow it allows me to travel back time and become the old me again. Exactly what I need right now.

You may want to see other's quest for something quaint at PhotoHunt!

Happy weekend guys!

When Friday Feels Like Monday

Surprise! Surprise!
I know.
One of those days. I  need to go back to my comfort zone...and for almost 10 years, this has been my comfort zone. Always has been. Always will be. If I am not blogging, I am reading old blogs then I am me again. :)

Nothing extra ordinary. Nothing monumental. Just me finding myself alone in my office with gazillion of feelings. The good feelings, and the not so good feelings. Ha!

Today is Friday. My week is supposed to be ending, yet it feels like Monday. That doesn't necessarily mean that it's bad. Just not the usual.

For the past 5 years, life has been different. And everyday I reflect and try to understand on who it has become different. Today I came to understanding what has changed. It's not me but my circumstances. The busyness for the past 5 years afforded me to focus more on my career and in helping more people around me. It allowed me to look past my own worries and needs. Yet today, I woke up missing the me spoiling myself. Then I needed to run to the office. Manic Monday blues on a Fly Day it is!

Of course...when Friday feels like Monday, there is only one resolve for me. More Coffee for me!

My Favorite Poetry Lines

I am so proud that I am back!

Back to myself...coffee is all it takes...

WOOT, I am doing Thursday Thirteen this week.

And I commit to continuously do it...I so hope, for the love me! Ha!

Anyway...as suggested by Colleen, "POETRY" is my theme.

Love my alpha and omega entry... ;)

Enjoy everyone...I'd so love you to drop my your favorites in the comment box! 

Happy hump day y'all! 

1. Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets 

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.  

2. E.E. Cummings 

I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)
I am never without it (anywhere I go you go,my dear; 
and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling) 
I fear no fate (for you are my fate,my sweet)
I want no world (for beautiful you are my world,my true) 
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant 
and whatever a sun will always sing is you here 
is the deepest secret nobody knows 
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart 

I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart) 

3. Khalil Gibran, The Prophet 

You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts. 

4. Mary Oliver 

Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life? 

5. Walt Whitman 

What is that you express in your eyes? It seems to me more than all the print I have read in my life. 

6. J.R.R. Tolkien 

Still round the corner there may wait A new road or a secret gate And though I oft have passed them by A day will come at last when I Shall take the hidden paths that run West of the Moon, East of the Sun. 

7. Seamus Heaney, Stepping Stones: Interview with Seamus Heaney 

If you have the words, there's always a chance that you'll find the way. 

8. Anne Sexton 

As it has been said: Love and a cough cannot be concealed. Even a small cough. Even a small love. 

9. Ian Fleming, You Only Live Twice 

You only live twice: Once when you're born And once when you look death in the face. 

10. Andrea Gibson 

That night when you kissed me, I left a poem in your mouth, and you can hear some of the lines every time you breathe out. 

11. Mae West 

You are never too old to become younger! 

12. William Shakespeare, Sonnet 116 

Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O no, it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wand'ring bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. 

13. Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things: Short Fictions and Wonders 

She seems so cool, so focused, so quiet, yet her eyes remain fixed upon the horizon. You think you know all there is to know about her immediately upon meeting her, but everything you think you know is wrong. Passion flows through her like a river of blood. She only looked away for a moment, and the mask slipped, and you fell. All your tomorrows start here.

I hope you enjoy my entries! 

Life In My Coffee

Cofee is good life!

Coffee gives you time to think. For me, it's more than just a drink. 

It's like an event - a monumental happening, a place to be!

It allows me more time...not the one you can count in hours or minutes.

But the many more chances to be...

Like, another cup means another moment to be with me again! :)

Happy (not so) WORDLESS WEDNESDAY everyone!

Dear Coffee

I love you...

Life without you is scary! 

I'll Follow The Sun

The flower that follows the sun does so even on cloudy days.
-Robert Leighton

Exactly what I need these days!
Isn't it amazing that on days I need inspiration the most...I get it from a flower?
Yes...this photos and those words.
More than what I need. 
A reminder. 

I will be gentle to myself and to just follow the sun.

May the sun shine on you all, Happy Wordless Wednesday!

Alone Again Naturally

recounting the past

watching movie by myself

a life lived alone

Happy Wordless Wednesday to all!


 

Living Life

 ...one bite at a time!

While trying not to take more than what I can chew.

Happy WORDLESS WEDNESDAY everyone!

In Suspension

The past weeks has been quite a struggle for me.

Last night was both a discovery (not a very good one though), and a light bulb moment...

My hopes fell, and crashed, like waves hitting the shore and for a moment I became a mental wreck...but it was only for a moment. I got myself back and now I'm trying to digest all the chaos left. 

One step forward. Two steps back. 

But it won't be for long.

I hope...

November of My Life

What's up with November?

I remember writing this 5 years ago...

Today was a strange day.
I wanted to scream at someone.Anyone.
I wanted to cry.
I think I need to rent a sad movie and be by myself and just release.
I have no logical reason to feel this way. (Not even PMS is to blame!)
Especally since my attempt at building my dream career is going really well.
Last week was one of the highest points in my life thus far, and never ever thought it could be my lowest!
Maybe that's why I feel so down.
After the high, comes the low.
Maybe it's just because I get this way EVERY November.
Maybe because I need my head examined.
I don't know... all I know is


I'm exhausted
and sad
and elated
and scared
all at the same time.


I also feel like escaping.
Which is another thing that happens every November.


Like I want to be anywhere but HERE.


Anyone but ME.


Unfortunately I just have to go through November to make it to December...something which I always look forward to.

I Dream of A Vacation By the Sea

Work has been horrific and it is killing me. In an imperfect world full of so many imperfect people, I find myself holding my hand so as not to smack the speaker phone because at some point I thought they're the mouth of the person I'm talking to. Goodness!

For months now I've been working between 12 to 20 hours a day without rest. I don't have weekend folks! I don't even have time to cut my nails...can you believe that? I haven't even watched Harry Potter! Arrggghhh!

Anyway...once this is all is over? Guess what, I am going to Mexico! I have heard of puerto penasco beach rentals and I have started dreaming of it since. They offer several destination options at a very reasonable price. I can't wait for the day when I have nothing to do but wait for the sun to come up and watch it go down. I can't wait to use the new Nikon that I bought several months ago...and try it to capture the beauty of the beach! It's been awhile since I last took a shot of sunrise and sunset. I am so wanting to be looking through the lens again. I want to feel the sand under my feet. I want the sun to kiss my skin. 

I can't wait to find that time for myself!

A charming woman...

...is a busy woman!

Ha!

Life has been nice...life has been good...life has never been this busy.

I miss blogging...I miss reading blogs...I miss myself. Today I just decided to spend time for myself. Even for a few minutes every day. I used to say blogging is what keeps my sanity...and at the same time it's what allows me to get crazy...and it still drives me crazy. For the past days, I've been wanting to write again. I've been trying to write again. But other than the busyness of my days, I've been devoid of thoughts. My mind go blank the moment my fingers hit the keyboard. Maybe I have nothing to share...nothing to talk about. But then, for the past days/ weeks, I feel like I was gonna explode. Just so many things in my mind. Either I go blank because I am not able to articulate them...or maybe...the emotions are too overwhelming for me to find words to express them. At any rate, I am happy to see my hands moving...and WOOT, I've been typing for the past 2 minutes. Whether I am making sense or not, at least I've finally put an end to my cocoon stage, at least as far as blogging is concern.

How have you been? I do hope for the best...and expect me to visit you soon! I miss you all.

It's Nice To Be Hopeful

flying back to Bacolod

so full of worries

yet keeping the faith alive

clinging to that faint whisper

that sweet sound ever -

HOPE! nice to have you around

It is always amazing how the randomness to things tie up to something so big ready to swallow you. Middle of last week the IT Guy was complaining of something which made me strongly suggest him to get an executive checkup. For whatever reason we decided last minute include my Dad. We found out that Dad's sugar level was 360. Though to some that is quite low, for us who never tried it, it was really alarming. Plus the fact that he had been losing so much weight for the 2-3 months. So he was admitted in the hospital and is now under insulin. We are all in panic mode since we rarely see him get sick...maybe once in a year, he get slight fever, that's it! All these things had to happened while I am away from home. So I left Bacolod 1AM of Saturday and was able to see Dad at around 7AM. I haven been working like a horse and took the bus and the boat just to make sure I get there the soonest. I spent the my weekend at Cebu sick...and worried. Now I'm back in Bacolod and I'm still sick but more worried. Though he was able to check out today he is still under medication. I am just thankful to know that all his other tests were okay.

The IT Guy still has to go through some tests as well. God must have really so much confidence in me to let me go through all these. The call center will open few weeks/days from now. I have to focus on so many things at a time. But right now, I am just staring at one - HOPE.

It is always to have HOPE around! And of course all your prayers are welcome. :)