Pondering on Choices

April 16th, 2009 by lisatot

Mistakes are to be learned from…

As men should breathe or as the air is meant to be breathed…

The choices I made was for the purpose…

That purpose alone…

From our choices come consequences…

As rain helps the plants to sprout…

I chose a path that is not taken by many…

I see the world that is not seen by many…

Know that in everything I choose to do…

I consider every  thing…

The world is a *four-apple reality…

One choice may affect others greatly…

*a line from the director of the play, “Deviant Loves”

These days..

April 15th, 2009 by lisatot

I have so much to write about but lack the passion in doing so. yes, it’s been a while but… i just can’t find the motivation or the inspiration to write!

Loving Him Like There’s No Tomorrow

February 12th, 2009 by lisatot

“Deeper and deeper… I’m falling in love with you…”

It seems like such a timely topic to write about this season of hearts…

I To start off, I am no longer anticipating for chocolates and flowers because that is already given! haha.. joking.. but seriously, it seems I have grown out of that obsession to feel special or endeared by someone. It’s not that I have lost all hope or have lost the interest in feelings such as ‘butterflies in my stomach’ or ‘chills on my nape’ or even having those all-natural goosebumps… It’s just, I do not require anything  anymore to feel worthy of someone else’s love or affection.

Those teeny bopper days are gone. Yes, I know. You must think as a woman that I have lost all thrill in life, or that I am such a boring person nowadays. But I tell you that it’s quite the opposite…

It’s because I am already special. I am already loved by someone whom I found to be worthy of receiving my undivided attention, the love that I have kept after so many years of waiting… I am satisfied in his arms and in him alone.. We go on adventures together and it seems like every single day I am falling more and more in love with him.

I no longer have that desire to prove to myself that I am worthy of the wait, because just the feeling of getting wrapped around in his arms is enough assurance that I am worth every single tear shed, every heartache, every pain, every agonizing moment of waiting…

It’s all worth it.. It really is…^^

Taking my time to Breathe..

December 25th, 2008 by lisatot

Sometimes, it’s nice to sit and stay still, when the wind is blowing softly playing with your hair while enjoying buko juice and a nice chicken siopao at the capitol park square.

Yes… it’s been a while Palawan… and yet, you still show me that there is no other place like you, that there’ll always be a home i can return to when i need to charge my batteries that were drained from living and loving this fast-paced life.

I enjoy being quiet. it’s the nicest feeling for me to feel. It’s much better this way, i get to see life moving at a much slower pace compared when i am running around and cheering everybody up. which brings me to a confusion, which is which Lisa? Are you the quiet person inside? or are you the always cheerful one that you show to everybody…

well, I cannot answer that now, but yes, it is nice to sit and stay still once in a while when i can be my other self and breathe…

Just a Thought Part 2

December 7th, 2008 by lisatot

Life’s full of uncertainties…

I am uncertain why after being filled with God’s love, I cannot quite sort out this feeling of hunger. It feels like a black hole gobbled up all of the annointings and the prayers I have.  It feels like I am afloat in the sky with nothing but the feeling of ‘airness’. I just came from The Fire and Glory Conference last Dec. 6.

Or maybe….

I am just so IN AWE to even escape the shock that I have right now! Never did I see such a humbling sight, such an overwhelming way of worship, that even music was surpassed. I just came back from the DMI 18th ANNIV, and guess what??? We we’re celebrating it on top of a mountain, the MT. MAKILING. It was breath-taking, i just saw how God moved through the whole event. While, we were standing on stage, I literally saw a mantle of thick-air over us. WOW! where in a million years would you see that? I saw the gloomy morning blown away by the thick gusts of wind giving way to the mighty source of light on earth. The wind blew harder and harder as we worshipped, as we sang songs to the one who loves us the most! There was a mighty roar, of what seemed to be laughter! Ha ha! Daddy God you’re the best! I could see a visible wave crash on us and knocked down almost all the people! (luckily I was on the stage!) I saw people’s hearts turning 180 degrees around this weekend and it just doesn’t get better than any experience I had so far. God’s presence came down and lavished His amazing love for His children. He revealed himself as a Father! A father that will love his children no matter what they do, however stubborn they are, however meek or loud or weak or strong. A father that will forgive his son because that child is his son. A father that approves of you, that calls you His beloved and it wouldn’t matter if you cannot be the president of this country or be a valedictorian or a summa cumlaude in school, you already have an A+ report card for him, you don’t need to achieve something great for him to love you. who will love you no matter what odds you face, whatever things you have done, even if you have caused him pain. I JUST LOVE MY DADDY GOD!

There is just so much joy that I cannot contain, being in shock I still could not believe what happened before me, what I had experienced, truly this is by far, the tallest i have grown in all my years as a Christian, to have the revelation of God as a Daddy and actually experience it! He doesn’t require me to do anything, because He is the one that gave me the calling i have now.

I do not worship God or do good things to others so that I could please Him. I do it, because I belong to him, I believed and am believing in him and I will behave because of that. I do this because I am given the privilege to do it, it is not by mere responsibility, but because I love to do it for the one I love.

I hope you will see, that God wants a family, that was the very reason why He created us in the first place. He made Adam and then Eve, to be with Him in paradise. He longs to be loved back by you, he loves you, he cherishes you no matter who you are or where you come from or what you do and what you are doing with your life.

Loss…

December 7th, 2008 by lisatot

Everyone has an experience of losing some things and not only things, but loved ones as well. “People or things come and go.” We live in a world where balance is essential,a loss is matched with something new. If a tree dies somewhere, a seed begins to germinate and eventually grow into a new plant. We cannot avoid this phenomenon, it comes with the constant thing called—change. It is part of the cycle of life. Things have to go to make room for a new one that will come to existence.

With this loss, we as humans experience the emptiness inside. It is not just that physical effect of lacking something, what I mean is, you would not get to see that precious thing or you would not be able to be with that person that has gone away. Normally, with losing that something is like losing a part of yourself also, especially if that thing you lost is something that you hold very dear in your heart.

Losing a part of you is something that could not be healed by any medicine nor be filled by anything else, what can only fill it, is the thing itself. But I am relieved because each of us here, living on the surface of the earth has his or her own way of dealing with losses. Yes, your way of dealing might not replace that lost feeling, but it helps to ease its intensity, even just a little. Easing that emptiness is something you need to go on with life. If one is not able to satisfy that deep pain of loss within him or her it would be impossible for that person to really live a life or to move forward.

I realized that nowadays as a friend of mine lost someone very important to him. He admits that he is depressed but somehow, he is unable to cure that depression or maybe he doesn’t want it to go away.

Sometimes, we are like this. When you lost your favorite toy in the department store, you will search the department store far and wide until you find it right? You would not leave that place until you have found it, but even when you still could not find it, you won’t leave that department store until your parents scold you and make you leave and you leave the store with a heavy heart. Why a heavy heart? Because when you leave that department store, that would mean that you have lost your favorite toy forever, you will not be able to see it anymore, and it sort of feels like giving up.

Maybe this situation is the same with what what my friend is going through at the moment. When we lose someone dear to us, we would just refuse to smile or let our burdens out for the fear of feeling better, because it would mean that getting better have would take that hold of loss therefore losing the essence of that someone entirely. We fear that if we get better, it would make us forget that someone we lost. Dwelling in that deep ocean of melancholy will help us feel the loss ergo, make us feel like that person has never left our side along with the bitterness of his leaving.

It seems stupid, but it is true. We do not want to let that mourning feeling go because it is a way of remembering that one thing we lost. But this isn’t living, this isn’t life.

It doesn’t mean that you lost someone, you would have to bury yourself along with that person. It doesn’t mean that he or she is gone that we would stay sad until your time in this earth ends. It deosn’t mean that when we lose something, we should go on looking for it forever.We still have a life, a life to be lived and that is why we are still on this earth.We have to live for those things or people that have gone ahead of us because that is what living means. I know this is cliché but I have to say this, “while there is life, there is hope.”

That emptiness within you can still be filled by Someone who is greater than you. God and His love. Your scars can be healed, yourbroken heart can be made whole again when you have Jesus.

We live on searching for something that can fill the emptiness within us, we resort to various things when only one thing is the answer, and that is—The Cross.

When you lost someone and you have Jesus, you would not stay in sorrow forever because you know that you will be together again with that person. You would not resort to solitude and depression because with death comes life and life is more important now.

You feel like you will lose the person entirely when you go into depression? You are wrong, when you go into that, the more you will not accept the loss, the more that you will lose that person—the life he or she once lived because you are only concentrated or focused on the loss of him or her. But when you look at the brighter side of life and start to treasure the life that you have now and start living it, the more that you will be at ease and the more you will feel like everything’s normal again, the person you lost just, went away for vacation or entered another room that you, yourself will enter one day. There’s anticipation, there’s excitement to be with that someone again.

God has promised us that He will never leave us nor forsake us. He will be with us through whatever season, whatever day, whatever hour. He is with us always. You are never alone because there is Someone who stands by you through whatever circumstance you face. Even in times of loss or mourning, He is just right there, willing to give you an embrace.

Know that you are never alone with losing something, everyone in this world has lost someone or something. You can always find comfort in your friends and family, even in your church. That is, only if you are willing to be comforted.

There is more to life than loss, there is more to life than depression. There are thousands of people out there who might need you, why waste your life away locked in your solitude-melancholy room?

Move forward, move on, help others, live your life to its fullest because that is what all people who have gone away wish for the ones they love that are left behind. I know that they would not want their beloved to be wasting their lives at the loss of them. They have lived their lives, why waste living yours?

Spider Solitaire

December 7th, 2008 by lisatot

Spider Solitaire

I guess this is solitude.

The room for five people suddenly becomes a room for only one, times for laughing and swapping stories becomes a one-sided sharing between computer and writer, singing a chorale song is sung by an only man.

I guess this is solitude.

This is the time where in all you do is think about things that have happened, things that are happening and things that are possible to happen. You get to reflect a lot when you are.

I guess this is solitude.

When all you hear is your voice and the silence ofthe night. When there is nothing left to do but close your eyes and hope for the night to be over so that you can walk around and have that interaction with the cashier of the resturant you always eat at

or the saleslady at the school supplies store asking where is that notebook you saw yesterday hidden,

or even with the driver on the jeep you are riding in when you hand in your fare.

I guess this is solitude.

When you often look at your phone only disappointing yourself

because there are no messages from anyone,

if you’re lucky enough, you will get a message

from

the ever-faithful updates from your mobile network.

I guess this is solitude.

When you look and see no one recognizing you,

when you turn around finding out no one is there,

when you find something funny and have no one to tell it to,

when you want to say ‘hi’ or ‘hello’ yet, have no one to tell it too,

when you have no load on your prepaid phone,

when you have no internet connection,

when there is still no youth fellowship,

when your room mates are still not around,

when all you can do is plug-in your laptop and turn it on,

when the first thing you do is play Bamboo’s music so that you will diminish the sound of silence in the room that is emphasized by the buzz of the electric fan,

when all you can do is type an essay-poem in about how you are feeling this current moment,

when after it you can only play your favorite logic-card game.

when you just arrived from a fulfilling semester break at your dorm, finding that you are the only one and missing the people you just left at home.

Yes, I guess this is solitude.

Written on: 10th of November, year 2008

Location: Room 1213, women’s residence hall

^^

November 6th, 2008 by lisatot
What Adelisa Means
You are usually the best at everything … you strive for perfection.
You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive.
You have the classic “Type A” personality.

You are balanced, orderly, and organized. You like your ducks in a row.
You are powerful and competent, especially in the workplace.
People can see you as stubborn and headstrong. You definitely have a dominant personality.

You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.
You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.
At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.

You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.
You are light hearted and accepting. You don’t get worked up easily.
Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.

You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It’s easy to get you excited… which can be a good or bad thing.
You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don’t stick with any one thing for very long.
You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.

You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong.
You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know.
You don’t always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don’t have as much going for them as you do.

Late Night Ponderings…

October 27th, 2008 by lisatot

I always try to bond with my friends, however costly or time consuming it may be. I love them and I enjoy being with them, that’s all there is to that. Through the years I strive to keep up but somehow, I fear that time got the best of me.  I look back and reminisce all of those fun times we had staying at each other’s houses, going to the pool for a dip or a party celebration, those conversations that I enjoy replaying over and over again.

Those were the days, they seemed stuck with me for so long and it’s just now that I realize that, we have grown.

I enjoyed swimming with them, those food trips, cooking trips, joyrides. From barbies to DSLRs and Phones and iPods, from bikes to four-wheelers, from mere crushes to infatuation to love, from boys to guys. It seems we are so old right?

As these changes took place, we all formed our own identities. We chose the principles that we firmly believe in, own paths that we are following now, I chose a very different path, I am quite aware I did.  I somehow realize that I was blindfolded through all of it, where was I when they had the love of their lives? Where was I when they were heart-broken? Where was I when they all partied all night and had fun? I guess I was sleeping or taming a lion somewhere.  When things start revealing themselves to me, I was always surprised.

Now, they each have their own close friends. And it feels like I’m getting in the way whenever I join them, but somehow, I still thicken my face to try and get in their personal spheres, afterwards feeling like I was somewhat a nuisance to them.  There are a lot of differences between all of us now. But  I try to deny it by looking away or going home.  They are always so nice as to invite me along even if most of the time they presume that I will not or cannot come by some reason.

Well, I cannot blame them. I can only blame myself for being away when they needed me. No matter how hard I try to keep up, time and myself have so far a gap. Well I can always run faster than I have ever ran my whole life, there is still hope as long as I am alive, I can still keep up. I can be here for them and assure them that when they need me, they could always give a call or a text or a mail or a PM on YM.

Why am I telling this all of a sudden? I just felt God putting this burden in my heart for them, He impressed in me that I needed to reach out more and not continue this solitary walk I tread. I know I can live with few friends, heck, I can live a sem without texting anyone, well, I have to text my mom though, but I realized that sometimes, you need friends to cheer you up. I need to stop being so independent and relax for a change and try to open up to the friends I have. Well I am trying my hardest to open up again, I know this will take a lot of time. God will help, He always has. In fact, He is the reason why I had no problem being so independent and failing to keep in touch.

I now am saying to myself, “I went home… Para makipagbarkada.” I have some activities here and there but, my primary objective is to catch up. I am tired of eating all the dust left by the race of life my friends are running. Time to un this race with them alongside me.

Just A Thought

October 25th, 2008 by lisatot

Every felt like playing the same game a number of times after you have closed it and re-opened it again and again? Ever felt playing a game even if you’re done with it? even if you’ve reached the goal?

Zuma–haha.. I’ve been closing and opening it over and over again today. I wonder why I never get tired of it even if I have reached its objective. It just thrills me to be breaking marbles not allowing it to be swallowed by this somewhat black hole at the end of the path. The snake-like line the marbles create as it treads through the course. I anticipate each change of course, each colorful and unique style of each marble. It’s a game even a three-year old can play. But somehow, it doesn’t seem a bit corny to an 18-year old girl. *laughs

It’s kind of similar to reminiscing. You recall memories of the past over and over again and you don’t get a least bit tired of them. You enjoy the small drops of feelings that are attached to a particular memory and even if it is finished, even if it is through, you still replay it like your favorite movie. The slides of the pictures preserved in your head are somewhat alive when you dig into your nut shell. Though being like this is stereotyped to be corny, you don’t mind if it is. You still continue on reliving the past, you still find joy in it.

There’s nothing wrong about this. It is sometimes replaced with the term “emo” which is a rather unflattering term to call someone, frankly, I think people just tease people about being ‘emo’ because they are also like that in a way. They deny the reality that they are in touch with their emotions, that they too sometimes think of things that can be hurting, that can be joyful, that can be inspiring.  I wish the term ‘emo’ had not been coined. Because nowadays, because of that term and the connotation that is attached to it, it seems like people have no right to think and reminisce, things that makes us human.

Funny how I can relate an addiction to a game to this. Maybe I’m sort of fed up about people calling one another that term, or maybe, just maybe, I’m just finding proper justification or a reason to play it over and over again. *giggles