My Celtic Soul

tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37229152011-05-16T08:11:19.161-07:00My Celtic SoulHaving a peek at one's soul creates a ripple of miracles, the miracles of self-love, self-understanding and self-rejuvenation.Goddess Morwenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16225865855190657743noreply@blogger.comBlogger1091100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3722915.post-44361272407741020852011-05-16T06:49:00.000-07:002011-05-16T08:11:19.180-07:00

Reflections on my MindGym LET Review: Like-MindednessA professor from UP was recommending MindGym to a classmate when I overheard their conversation. A few hours later I saw a post in one of my many yahoogroups, a phone number and email of MindGym. Googling was faster so I searched for their site to check feedback about the center when I came across a tribute to a name so achingly familiar. Mr

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i miss writing here...i seem to always not have the time to log in and say things as freely as i used to...most of the time i'd rather sleep than rant...so i keep everything inside hoping they're gone when i wake up...something is wrong yet i can't put my finger on it...i feel so grounded that i've forgotten how to fly...i feel so retarded...a smart retarded...i'm tired of always having to beg...

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Finally I was able to write a short story. It's been 3 years since I last wrote one. It feels really good. I call it "At Death's Door Inn" about a couple who stopped by the inn during a really bad snow storm.Now I'm writing "The god in the subway" about a girl who encounters the transformation of an ordinary man into a god.My dreams are not for sale but they are yours to read just pay for

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The trouble with love isIt can tear you up insideMake your heart believe a lieIt's stronger than your prideThe trouble with love isIt doesn't care how fast you fallAnd you can't refuse the callSee, you got no say at all

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The Studio PhotographerYes that's what I am now. It doesn't pay much where I work but at least I have a job while going through school. The perks has paid off in a sense that I learn a lot of new stuff and practice photography at the same time.But the bad is...my husband/boyfriend seems to have shorter patience and is becoming cold. And I hate it.In a way I'm not that excited about work anymore.

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I am having the urge to write. Literarily.Yet I have two papers due tomorrow at school. Funny that even though I know I should prioritize my papers for school I feel I should let my passions drive me today. And I will until I feed off the urge. Then maybe I can go on working on my papers for school.And this short story I dedicate to you.

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I managed to finish my 2nd paper for my EDRE261 class. Buzzer-beater! My teacher was on her way out when I got to the college. I have two papers to submit for my two other subjects. It's highly unlikely for it to be passed within the time frame. I'm sure it will be another buzzer-beater.Life is exciting and I'm not always the one to finish first, in all aspects of my life. But it doesn't

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Final class requirements for this sem is driving me out of bounds! I barely sleep working on them and now I'm getting sick...I wish time would move fast forward so I'm over this phase...hahahaha...2nd semester is just around the corner, another set challenges...oh boy!

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I passed my exams! Yippeeeeee... But I still have papers to submit. Damn I needed a vacation, a rest day today so I can finish up everything. But.I guess I'll have to multi-task then.This is such a crazy day. I wish I slept so at least I could rise up to the challenge much, MUCH better.

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I wanna be a teacher promise! But they all want teaching experience...hello? How can I start teaching if they don't give me a chance? Grrrr...I think I'll talk to my favorite teacher, friend, and mentor for advice. Maybe she can direct me to a school who can accept me.

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Hello to everybody I know and who know me. Hello to all passing by...I have an announcement to make! Ta-dah! We now have a website for our photography gig. Please, please, please come for a visit and tell all those you know... come to thesmileco.blogspot.comA lot of it is still under construction but its a start. Hopefully we can bring in more clients this way and we get to make our dreams come

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The Glass AssignmentI thought it would take me half a day to finish the glass assignment. I woke witha start because I never intended to sleep without finishing the project. I stared blankly at the time, 6:41 AM. It did not register at all. I had slept all night.I had planned everything the night before so I didn't panic much. I stood and got started on the light setup. The light was ready I just

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Feeling SickI would really feel better if my illness were something like bacterial or viral where it could go away after a few days or couple of weeks, but hypertension?I feel like I'm floating and everything I see is too damn bright, overexposed! Hahahahaha...It's really depressing when all you can do is hold your head securely or else if it moves the pain reverberates all over your head as if

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Masakit.Mahapdi.Tangina asan ba mga kaibigan ko?Aliwin nyo naman akoNang makalimutan ko na dapat paminsan-minsan ako'y maging tao.Baka bukas patay nako di nyo man lang nalaman ang tsismis ng buhay ko.Sana makialam kayo.Sana.

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::cleober:: "proud to have a biker babe" said:i always look forward to going home... kasi i 'm excited to see and learn new things that badette has discovered.. and syempre you making kwento about it.::cleober:: "proud to have a biker babe" said:i love you so much... thank you for working on my dream... and most of all for taking care of me...::cleober:: "proud to have a biker babe" said:i'm

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Going...Going...Gone...Don't you just hate those moments when things don't go your way? And when you feel that something is wrong and you find out there is a fact behind the intuition. Damn! You feel like crossing an invisible line and disappear forever.No classes tomorrow. Yahoo! I have all the time in the world to finish the business plan tonight. A friend told me that the cure to insanity

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It's official! We are now TSC Photography Center! woohoo....I feel much much closer to the dream now. Hopefully we can make things ready by August. I love this life!

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I just finished editing the prenup pics of Keith and Ice. ANDAMI!!!! I never thought we'd make those many pictures for the prenup but we did. Imagine how many more for the wedding! Hopefully we'll be able to finish processing the pics fast so we can get more projects.If there's anyone out there needing a wedding photographer please don't hesitate to ask! I need more projects this July to make

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Prenup ni Keith at Ice bukas. Shet, there was a time I thought this will never happen...Life treats us so unexpectedly and time flies by so fast that each moment we will capture tomorrow will be captured forever...unless mawala ko ung file. Sana wag or papatayin ako ng lola Ice!!!I'm feel excited and inggit kasi next week bride na ang lola mo. Well technically bride na sha ngayon da ba?Haaayyyy

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Student BodyI had fun in school today even though my teachers are the head of their departments, strict, and plain scary. One flipped off when one of my classmates was late in class and still decided to join in. I guess he didn't know our teacher is more frightening than the abu sayyaf. So there it is we were sent home early because she felt we were not interested in her class, she had an

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I have so much to say but can't say them anyway. I'd like to runaway from it all. Hideaway. Disappear from the face of the earth.And talk to the angels about my woes, maybe they'd listen.

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Sabog na naman utak ko. Lito, ngarag, pagod. Sana masabi ko mga hinanakit ko kaso baka maging issue pa. Bad trip sa work. Ang init pa potah. Di pa tapos ung sinusulat ko eh deadline na bukas. Konti na lang bibigay nako. Un lang kailangan lang may labasan ng emoshon at napupuno na ng hinanakit puso ko.

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Work, School, Passion, Mother, WifeLife is a circus. And I am the juggler. I cannot however juggle too many things or I will lose control. I can take for now but one becomes weary trying to take on so many. So I'm thinking that work and passion should be one and then make school join the passion area so I can concentrate on Passion, Mother, Wife. Doesn't that seem easier?But getting there

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Love,Wishing you the best this friday. Deadma na ibang kalaban mo sa contest. In my heart you are the biggest winner. Enjoy your new phone and I'll enjoy using your old phone, hehehehe. I'm overly excited, I've told almost all my friends, your friends, our family, my classmates and some colleague at work. I had always believed in you and now you are almost there at the pinnacle. I'll be there

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I'm having a bad day, at work and at home, all because I don't have internet - and that's a BIG thing!I should be gloomy and moody but only for a while...I have so many things to be happy about!One of which is a mother's day surprise from my love Cleo, and then there's the family celebration last sunday and then earlier today he dropped by to bring me lunch. Unbelievably sweet!I really can't

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My love at twilightMy love begins at twilightWhen light turns into darknessMy day begins as night unfoldsYou are mine whose heart so sweetWhose lips i kiss,whose dreams i live.Oh love the lamp at my feetGuide my soul in the eveningI am taken in by your musicI dance in the sound of your songAs far as the wind,as wide as the shore.Yet in my dreams I am solitaryPlunging in the depths of nightTrapped

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Summer GetawayThe baby was so happy to jump into the pool that I thought she would pull my hair out when I took her out of the pool to put some sunblock on her. Hahahaha, I put her back in with her tita. And I jumped in too of course!I was tired, hapless, excited, and happy. I had taken great pictures of daddy and baby, they look so good together. We had great food and lots of coke to quench the

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LIFE IS TOO SHORT. It is too short to only ever live in the future. It is too short to not take in mere moments. It is too short to not appreciate things until they are gone. It is too short to not go with your gut on a person that just feels right. Right now, I am scared of losing my Cleober. I am scared that I will look back on life thinking I always worried about the future. I am scared that I

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Good Friday my first tooth is out todayi bit my nannie just to sayout loud 'my tooth is here to stay!' now i'll eat rice and barbecueand ribs and dumplings and porkchops tooso many things I'll chew i'll nibble on my shoe and socksgritting and pulling and locksmy jaw on your backs i've so may to do on my listlike taste everything i hold in my fist so on hold folks this is just a gist -bernadette

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I miss the intimacy. I miss the tenderness and the closeness. Something I was hoping for, was longing for, this last weekend. It came so fleeting as a kiss. And then it was gone.Suddenly I'm lost for words. I can't seem to remember how to express what I feel.

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Graduation It's graduation time again and I had my fill this morning. It has been a triumphant day!When I got to QCVille, a few kids and their parents were already there. I got a bit nervous because I thought we were late. We were packed inside the car and couldn't fit, so mom and dad had to take a cab.Roster of Attendees:Glen the graduate and yayaAnabel the very supportive cousin with a wooden

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I had a photo session sunday night and it turned out pretty well. I was very pretty! It felt good to look good and love the camera. I'm so poor at the technical side of it but I'm very good with imagination so I compensated in a way. I turned out to be a great beauty in my photos, and my darling baby too!I want more projects! I've got more lined up hehehehe

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Blue SkyMy world is drowned in tears. Maybe tomorrow I'd have a bright blue sky. I'm standing atop a mountain peak with my heart in my hands, dying. I am alone after all, in my darkest hour no one is here. Even when I cried for help no one came. I am expected to be strong. Isn't that what I should do? Be strong? No room to falter. No sign of weakness. Or is it because no one has time for me?

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Ang sama, sama ng loob ko! Yun lang! Kung concerned ka magpakatino ka na.Eto na ata ang karma ko...

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Perfect LoverI've been tagged by Dreamcatcher. Again! The first time I wasn't so interested but this time I think I should put the record straight.The sex of the target: Straight MaleEight different points of my perfect lover:1. Lover of music and has passion for the arts. Kailangan kasi same wavelength da ba?2. All weather traveller and adventurer. In short, kaladkarin and loves the beach.3.

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Finding the OneOnce I dreamed about finding the one. I didn't even know what he'll be like. I didn't care what he'll look like but I'd really like him to healthy with chubs for me to hug with. One afternoon I was reading this glorious book, Chocolate for a Woman's Soul. The very first story was about an estranged wife's journey from wife to divorcee to finding the one. I was so inspired to do the

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Best Laid PlansThe moon laid asleep as I prayed for the great day to come. What is so great about that day is now lost in the dailiness of things. While the world wakes by the sound of a rooster, I slip off my headset off, tired from working the night away. My daughter visits me when she wakes with a very big smile on her face. It's hard to explain how the welling of emotions can surge at the

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Christmas Wishes1. Everyone will love the Pancit Molo I've been preparing...pang dalawang pamilya...2. My first Christmas with baby Nicole will go swell...I love her sooooo much!3. Labidoods will like the gifts I prepared...for an entire year of delay...ala money eh...pang anniversary, birthday at Christmas...4. I hope the party for Christmas day is as fun as last year...kahit wala ang ate ko and

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If you must cry, cry like a child. You were once a child, and one of the first things you leamed in life was to cry, because crying is a part of life. Never forget that you are free, and that to show your emotions is not shameful. Scream, sob loudly, make as much noise as you like. Because that is how children cry, and they know the fastest way to put their hearts at ease. Have you ever noticed

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So much has happened in a span of a second, how much more in a year? It's December now and about this time last year I only had one child. Now I have both a daughter and her father in my arms. My family is becoming complete. It already is except everyone wants me to bear more kids. (Well that is if my pocket allows it, why not?)I have also become a real photographer, the manlilimos kind because

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Birthday Wishlist:1. a dozen roses2. The Alchemist3. cell phone4. dinner at Chateau Verde in UP5. heart-shaped chocolate cake

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There are times when I have so much to say but I cannot seem to find a way to say them, when everything is bottled up. I am hungry for distraction. Maybe if I'm distracted I wouldn't think too much and maybe, just maybe, I would be missed.I feel I'm not needed anymore, not interesting. I feel such a loser.And I don't know why.Maybe tomorrow the winds will change and I won't be in such a somber

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My Personal RevengeI guess I won't be going to the Picnic after all. Maybe I shouldn't have looked forward to it as I have done. I thought maybe I could have some leisure time and be with friends without spending a cent. I was wrong. And I invited my 5-year-old to come. What will I say to him? Pray he won't remember it?I still want Cleo to go even if I can't. I've been hoping that he'll

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I cried a bucket of tears the other day. I had a fight with my mother. One of those times when I feel she oversteps her authority. I guess for her I'll always be her baby, her youngest so to speak. But I have my own life to live and she knows that. She also knows that decisions in my own household has to be done by me. That includes everything that has to be done with the house like repairs

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Just a FriendMy right foot is swelling.The left is having muscle pains.My baby kicks all over my insides.I can't feel my fingers right.I'm having contractions.I have lascerations in my labia major.Could anything hurt more?I was introduced to his long time friend as his friend. We shall soon have a baby out in the world and I'm cannot even be introduced as his girlfriend. Kahit sana nanay na

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Missing the Beach...I really miss the beach. I wish I could go out and run straight to the where the surf breaks. What a thought! It's going to be a while to do that. I'm in preventive mode so I can't subject myself to any possible cause for fungal infection including swimming on the beach. Oh how I would love to sprawl half-naked on the sand and wait til the sun cook me up a little. I feel a

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Ode to an Ex-WifeI am so over you! I'm done with your trouble-making schemes!Whew! You can really annoy someone so. I could hardly believe you got to me. But now I'm repenting for ever letting you crawl under my skin. Why should I let myself be affected by you? Who the hell are you anyway? Please do not trouble yourself. You are insignificant. My Cleo and my kids are the significant ones. I will

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Just let me blow off the steam for now.My life feels like fiction, surreal. Sometimes I live in the NOW but sometimes I'm locked up in the past. I feel my fingers almost turn to dust when I am eaten by loneliness. I am surrounded by people who I know genuinely cares for me but there seems to be an invisible wall that separates us. I think my heart is about to burst and I cry alone in the darker

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After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a souland you learn that love doesn't mean possessionand company doesn't mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contractsand presents aren't promises and you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes aheadwith the grace of an adult not the grief of a child. And you learn to build

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I'm a souvenir of deceptive relationships. God I wish I'm far away from that. I deserve that don't I? My eyes cried buckets of tears just the other day but then after just a few hours I found myself back in Your arms. Is there a harder pill to swallow than to know that there are things that are beyond what you expect or believe in yet your only choice is to accept and swallow every bit. I

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Riddle tiddle with a fiddle cant stop thinking idle... it is but a Sadder day to know what i know... is it A ruse? the illusion of This endowment? deceived i have been of l'ate. in my mind's tired longing for rest i have been this folly's fool of missing hours and shadows come and gone if i had all the gold i couldn't buy time for the past is done but its pieces remain. i have heard your tales

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Dreaming of Me I want to be a choreographer I'm interested in belly dancing I will be a teacher I am currently frustrated as a writer I'm a hard-working mother I wish to be a circus performer And wouldn't it be nice to be a scholar of Celtic mythology and literature?

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The Druids knew that they were guided at all times by their ‘anam cara’ or ‘soul friend’. They could call on their soul friend in times of need and would be able to share their courage and knowledge. Born out of darkness, Sambig is an angel and a demon. He was there when I was born. He made the wild dog that sleeps under my bed my guardian. The same dog that instill fear in the eyes of grown

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I fell in love with the song 'Falling' when I first heard it last New Year's Eve inside a hotel's elevator. It aimed right at the heart of me. I cried while clutching my son's hand. It has been a long time since that experience but the song remains the same yet I have already progressed to a far level than I was at that elevator. Memories can be jilted to the present by proverbial messages of

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The Twentieth Wife I am a secret that is carefully hidden. A name with no face to remember by. A riddle unsolved. I am the mystery, the missing link. My life is based on a schedule. An enigma behind the pleasantries. I am the concealed truth. My silence protects those you protect. I diffuse the madness when it comes. I am always someone else. Incessantly with a veil, a mask, a shroud. I am

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Due to insistent public demand... Suntok sa Buwan Performed by Session Road hindi mo ba alam damdamin ko'y pinagtakpan, ang makasama ka'y suntok sa buwan hindi mo nga alam mundo mo nga'y iyong tignan kung ganyan walang pupuntahan hindi ko 'to gusto, pero wag kang lalayo itanong mo sa akin at tatanungin ko rin kung ika'y aamin lahat ay gagawin... di mo napapansin kailangan mo akong dinggin di

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Why do we smile even when we feel sad? Why do we hide what’s inside? Why are we afraid of another’s reactions when we ask for the truth? Why do we fear the truth? And everyday we die a little, and then little by little our fears poison us until we are nothing but a shell of who we were before – happy and free. Oh how you wish you could regain yourself again but all you feel is your bare

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A friend once commented that true love is hard to find. That the special one is one of a kind. I said that I agree. I agree that it is indeed hard to find and if you do find one it is hell to pay to keep it. I mentioned that finding one is not the end all and be all of true love. Nurturing it to grow and flourish is the greater challenge. Well I have an entire lifetime to experiment.

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I cannot find the answer. Try as I might my mind seems to dance with the wrong tune. I am shattering. Visions of different faces and time past, glimpses of what is to come, voices that whisper mad words to me, are all swirling around me. Faster and faster. Closer and closer. My tears are now shed. My soul has gone. I wish to sleep endlessly. No pain. Saint Agnes why do you hold my heart

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Today is the most dreaded day of my life. I built my castle on the sand with faith enough to be believe that the sea won't wash it away. I knew this day would come. I have been rehearsing this over and over in my mind. Sometimes I drown the fear down with the memory of his face, his smile, the kiss of love, the promise of days to come. I admit that I have a secret hatred for the one who came

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SEX CAMP? I was browsing through a magazine and I came across an article about a couple exploring each other as part of their therapy in a sex camp. SEX CAMP? What the...? It's pretty uncommon in a society where we come from to accept this kind of therapeutical approach to a relationship. But let's admit it, we're curious about it. If you can discover your partner anew and deepen your

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I can still smell the hospital on the clothes I wore last saturday. I feel much better now that I'm away from that dreadful place. Some say that a hospital is the saving grace of the sick, where hope resides for the ailing and the dying, a stead for medical experts whom we trust with our lives. Cutting the chase, I think of it the other way. I am afraid of being stuck in a hospital, I feel

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I locked myself inside the restroom cubicle, pulled down the toilet cover and sat with my eyes closed. Am I friend or flirt, she asked me earlier, and I wanted to say so much but how could I? I could hear his voice in the background. I could hear the words he said. I just pretended that the line was bad and that I could barely hear anything that was pretty much CLEAR! Well, thanks to four

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Silly little thing called LOVE! We fall in love with different people through different stages in our lives. The degree of love with each is different and so is our approach. From one man to next we became bolder and eventually, wiser. Looking back at the men in our past, it seems so long ago from our first crush. When you first fell in love, you knew absolutely nothing about it. You were

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Rachel, your subconscious mind is driven most by Imagination You have a deep desire to use ideas to change the world around you. This drive influences you far more than you may realize on a conscious level. You love to brainstorm and imagine new possibilities. The world is a fuller, richer place because you can contribute new ideas to any experience. Your natural curiosity inspires those

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You are Form 1, Goddess: The Creator. "And The Goddess planted the acorn of life.She cried a single tear and shed a single dropof blood upon the earth where she buried it.From her blood and tear, the acorn grew intothe world." Some examples of the Goddess Form are Gaia (Greek),Jehova (Christian), and Brahma (Indian). The Goddess is associated with the concept ofcreation, the number 1, and the

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Glengary If I were to describe the one I love the most best I can do I'll say it in a few words Someone wonderfully colorful tasty and sweet heart-warmingly pure alive and free Someone unbelievably true magnificent yet simple strong but sensitive naive yet learning Someone who carefully

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You are a Lady! Lovely, Devious, Joyful! You are a woman no man can resist. Coquettish, life is about joy and you will rise high in it. You are fun-loving, flirtatious, a heartbreaker. You can be manipulative and devious to get your way but it's all part of seeking the best out of life. You are a woman of freedom in every single way. With your spirited nature, grace, and charming ways -

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I was asked once to listen to my heart and this is what it has to say... My prince sleeps inside my mind, in a castle of cold stone enveloped by the darkened sky of night and collapsed by a ridge facing the sea. He is lulled by the sound of the crashing waves and dwells deep in slumber. He stirs only when I call upon him to come to my aid. He whispers words of comfort when my heart is soaked

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New Year's Resolution I will live my life one day at a time. I will live within my means but my means will not define me. I will displace fear and welcome faith. I will replace my regrets and longing with acceptance and gratitude. I will cease comparing myself to others so that jealousy and envy will dissipate. I will move from hiding in denial to living in reality. I will live a prosperous life

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I am lost in my anger and fear My tear about to fall. Slowly. Last night you roused me For the simple truth You pushed my feet beneath the sand I didn't know I could hate you. You wallow in infidelity and pain. At the first test of faith You measured little to none. I sold my soul to save yours Don't come knocking on my door again And I'll pretend I've forgiven you For this hell.

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You are a great warrior! Just like Paine, you fightto the very end. You never give up! What Final Fantasy X2 Dress Sphere suits you?

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Solitude does strange things to people. It leaves you quiet in thought between right and wrong. It makes you think twice and thrice about the choices you make. It's like conversing with angels, you came to ask about mermaids, you learn about unicorns. It's always quizzical, evolving, yet it is significant somehow. Solitude open doors to understanding the soul. It lets you lie on a bed of

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I took the courage to check the internet for some immigration and work visa policies of my dream countries. It was easy. The hard part was accepting the fact that I won't pass the point system if I apply alone. I really need an employer to endorse me. Not to mention that they're definitely overflowing with call center agents and is more interested in bakers, sewers, engineers, IT people,

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on memories, pain, and secrets your demons will stop haunting you the moment you learn to let them go, there is, however, no instruction manual for letting go when you do fall in love, you begin with passion but after a while, after countless bumps on the road, your love may deepen or die altogether because selfishness reigns over gratitude having a sense of thankfulness for someone to share

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Today I am steering my life toward that big highway called 'Empowerment'. I will begin by putting my hand into writing to become not one the greatest writers but one of the most remembered writers of our time. I will be the greatest that I can be. To you, my bestfriend in the world, here is a poem my soul had written for you... there is a melody that sings in the night... it speaks of your

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Searching for Something Real I am desperate. I woke up today and realized how deep I am in this lie I've been living. I am growing tired of this fairy tale. It's hard to seek solace in a place built from despair. I feel tomorrow passing me by and I know that that can't be because tomorrow is still somewhere far away. Isn't it? I resent this feeling of loss, this sickening. Something is

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If a man is called to be a streetsweeper, he should sweep streets even as Michelangelo painted, or Beethoven composed music, or Shakespeare wrote poetry. He should sweep streets so well that all the hosts of heaven and earth will pause and say, here lived a great streetsweeper who did his job well. - Martin Luther King, Jr. It doesn't matter what it is that you do, what matters is how you do

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For a dreamer I am suddenly afraid to dream...because as always I dream about the impossible. You get tired of being frustrated no matter how strong your positive attitude is in life. I am human too and I feel the heavy burden of life's miseries, it is weighing me down. I am upset because the tugging is strongest today and I just want to let go... But I don't want to let go of the dream

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From Keech: Falling in love again is like being way up high on the hill looking down on a calm river that could soothe the pain of the scorching sun. You cannot see how deep it is from where you're standing. But it looks inviting, tempting. Either you go down to the hill and test the waters for shallow rocks. Or (as crazy as you are) just dive in. Love is taking chances, it is also letting

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VIRGO (Aug 23–Sep 22): It’s difficult for you to let go. Your practical side usually gives you an anchor to hold you steady, plus a backup plan if that should fail. Now, however, you might benefit from temporarily cutting yourself free and feeling the exhilaration of zero gravity. Your anchor will reappear just in time so you won’t go drifting off into deep space. -just when I asked God for a

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Soul-sick The water dripped cold, flowing down her skin until its meeting with the floor tiles. The mind did not coordinate with the eye. Thoughts wandered at some contemplation of concepts and emotions in turmoil. She believed the moment he took her breath away that the universe aligned and created a ripple of fatalistic opportunities. As the water rushed to wash the soap all over her, she

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suntok sa buwan i feel so elated, she heard herself say... she knew for sure that sooner or later it will sink in. the words kept repeating in her mind over and over again. she felt like walking in a mist of dark smoke and her feet not touching the ground. she tried to prick herself to awaken from what seems to be a gothic nightmare but it didnt help. she was in a boat floating endlessly at sea

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I need to runaway, runaway to the beach. I am so torn, I need to relax and think things over - clearly, patiently, and surely. I need to have a change of scenery or else I'm going to burst and I need to make sure I do not falter and fall into depression. How did I ever let things go so awry? It's so crazy. This passion is criminal.

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Imagine a woman who believes it is right and good she is a woman. A woman who honors her experience and tells her stories. Who refuses to carry the sins of others within her body and life. Imagine a woman who believes she is good. A woman who trusts and respects herself, Who listens to her needs and desires, And meets them with tenderness and grace. Imagine a woman who has acknowledged the

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This is for you...you know who you are... Come away with me in the night Come away with me And I will write you a song Come away with me on a bus Come away where they can't tempt us With their lies I want to walk with you On a cloudy day In fields where the yellow grass grows knee-high So won't you try to come Come away with me and we'll kiss On a mountaintop Come away with me And I'll never

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I am the son and the heir of a shyness that is criminally vulgar I am the son and heir of nothing in particular You shut your mouth how can you say I go about things the wrong way I am human and I need to be loved just like everybody else does I am the son and the heir of a shyness that is criminally vulgar I am the son and the heir of nothing in particular You shut your mouth how can you say

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Once again I am at a fork in the road, feeling stupid because I can't seem to make a choice. I know I can't stand here waiting for nothing but I'm scared shitless to make the initial step. What if it's the wrong way or wrong move or even a wrong choice? Nobody ever walked two roads at the same time especially if the other leads to the opposite direction. So now what? I'm still stuck here and

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Girls are like apples on trees. The best ones are at the top of the tree. The boys don't want to reach for the good ones because they're afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead they just get the rotten apples that are on the ground, that aren't as good, but easy. So the apples at the top think that there is something wrong with them, when in reality, they are amazing. That is why we

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If there was an album dedicated to the movie of my life, I'd make a soundtrack. I mean one song per moment and an entire album for the duration of the experience. That would be cool huh? So what the heck I've decided to share my soundtrack to y'all. Someday We'll Know by New Radicals Out of Reach by Gabrielle What If by Babyface No Woman No Cry by Bob Maley and the Wailers Suntok sa Buwan

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Seering Passion ...is that burning sensation that moves you from one plane to the next beyond reality and fantasy within here and now ...is that drop of blood from the wound in the heart that never stops to flow until the pain in the vein ceases ...is that carefully placed smile with the mind like clockwork working overtime to the dot when the eyelash flickers innocently ...is that moment of

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As We Kiss It's eight o'clock the night is young I'm feeling fine all troubles gone I'm all psyched up to see you I know it feels a little funny Askin' you to bring some money For a cheap motel So I take my time and drink my beer I watch the crowd you're still not here As crazy choices play up my mind Now suddenly a vision struck me Our eyes met we're flirting slowly I think tonight's the

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Of Dreams A friend once said that it's so disheartening to believe in dreams sometimes... ...because you keep on getting drenched in frustration when they don't come true. Can you blame the person for feeling that way? In my case, I guess, fear is my greatest handicap... ...which is why I keep telling myself that courage is not the absence of fear.

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Fulfilling our dreams in our youth VERSUS Stabilizing the future to bask in the sun How is everyone's life? I guess the more appropriate question is 'How is everyone living life?' Some of us in our mid-twenties go through one of the toughest life-twisting mazes and choices in our lifetimes. WE are annoyed because we are caught between the dividing line of chasing after the dream or

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A Celebration of Life Yesterday, people who I love and love me celebrated Glen's third birthday with me. It was quite a gathering. A cirle of happiness shrouded the entire event. It was like watching a movie and imagining yourself in the scenes playing and the best part is that it's real. I have never been so overworked, so exausted, yet yearning for more of it. A week full of

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