Metamorphosis

Change [v]. to make or become different; transform; modify or alter; shift or switch.

Change is inevitable.  No one can stop it.  No one can manipulate it.  It happens.  It can happen gradually or it can happen in an instant.  We may be ready for it, but most of the time... we are not. 

Change isn’t always pleasant.  More often than not, we spurn about it.  Because it jumbles our comfort zone.  It disrupts the habit.  It upsets the routine of our existence.  We want what we are used to doing.  It doesn’t really take us anywhere.  It doesn’t make us grow.  It doesn’t progress our well-being.  But we abide.  Because we fear the new and unknown.

We sometimes settle for less, rather than explore other possibilities.  We prolong the silent agony of being stuck.  We procrastinate as much as we can, until somebody comes along and take the change for us.  Not much of a good idea.

We can hide, but we cannot run.  No matter how we tumble and turn to avoid it, it will catch on to us.  The more effort we exert steering clear of it, the painful change can get.  Why? To make us learn the lesson for our stubbornness. 

We sometimes say, people change.  Yes, they do.  But the bigger question is… have you?  

We cannot force change to anyone, as much as we want too.  It has to begin within.  It is not about changing the person, but helping the person realize, analyze and materialize.  We can push and shove for people to change… but it will never work out.  We cannot rally around people to change if it is not in their hearts.  We cannot coerce change if we ourselves refuse to change.

We can ignore it.  We can disregard when it says “hello”.  We can snub the idea for as long as we can.  Newsflash:  it is not going anywhere.  If you can extend the delay for as much as you can, change can wait longer.  It is not a race.  We can run away from it but we will never cross the finish line.  We will just run around in circles until we get frustrated and exhausted. 

Change isn’t the enemy.  Fear is. 

We fear the unfamiliar.  We fear a new world.  We panic at the sight of the unusual.  A caterpillar embraces its metamorphic destiny into a magnificent butterfly.  It doesn’t know how they will look like after the transformation, but they adapt to it.  Because it’s the balance of life.  It is the way it has to be.  That is their fate.  That is how they were built.  And it is not very different from us.  We were built to grow, to develop, to mature, to transform and to accept. 

We can decline.  It is our free-will.  But prepare to sink in the quicksand of stagnant existence.  We can gloat for not changing, but prepare to be left behind.   

We refuse but we complain.   

We say no but we want results.   

We scrap the idea but we want shine and shimmer.   

We snub the thought but we want happy ending.

Every living thing change, adapt and grow. We need to spread our wings and fly.  We cannot stay stuck crawling on the crackling branches and wait for the leaves to wither. We must liberate ourselves from the comfort of our cocoon. 

Don’t wait to be sunk in a whirlpool of regrets.  God gives us the road, it is up to us to walk on it.  It may have pot holes, rough stones and muddy hills, but He does not give us what we cannot carry. 

We may fear the unknown, but we know that what’s on the other side of the bridge will be a challenge to make us a better person.   It is not going to be an easy ride.  But we should rather ride the train that cross the tunnel to the other side than wait on the side bars and wonder what may happen.

I choose to change.

and I choose to embrace it.

I opt for What Can

instead of What If.  

~A

The Moon and the Mars

we crave to find possibilities and wonders in life but we choose to live in the ordinary.  we settle for facts, we settle for routine and we settle for what is available in front of us.  we are scared to go beyond our vision, scared to look on the other side of the fence and fearful for what the other door may bring.

life is what we make it, as they say.  it serves true to its core.  the choices we make reflects in our existence. you are what you choose to become.  if you want no effort, life doesn't give you one.. but don't expect for a big return.  reward comes from strive. if you wait for the fruit to fall from the tree, the only view you'll see are the leaves.

its a proven fact: our body aches more when we are not doing anything. our mind depletes when we stop thinking. and our soul losses essence when we stop believing.

life shows us directions and we have the freedom to choose which path to take and tackle. Yes, we have to be realistic. we have to be responsible and we have to be mature.  But maturity not only stand on being dead serious of matters, sometimes a little craziness is what makes us sane. Be not afraid to color your life with diversity.. but with the sense of commitment.  Be not afraid of curiosity.. but with the sense of honesty.

we dream of things. we hope for content. we want the full effect. but we stand still on the stone of idleness. the rocks in the water only submerge on high tide but never moves far.  we have to go with the wave of possibilities and takes us to a shore that shows us a different picture.

possibilities are always present. we have to extend our arms and look at the moon for promise. as the moon set its white light, a promise of tomorrow awaits for a new day.  a new day to make a new life, new goals and new dreams.

the same goes with any relationship.  when we decide to sit on a stone and wait for things to turn. we only move as the earth moves an inch wherein not much activity takes place but a sore butt.  we have to challenge our spirit to take risk, jump on the edge and see where the breeze takes our trust.  discover new ground as we lay out our heart for occupancy.  appreciate each others worth and don't abuse emotional capacity. do not hope for a happy ending, for there should be no end in happiness.  jump on the other side of the fence, lock your hands together and feel the pulse of your destined existence.

life has a major sense of humor. if we don't learn to laugh with it, we are bound to crash on the sea of regrets and find ourselves at the beginning.  we should move forward as life push us to limitless possibilities.  carry a forgiving heart and a humble shoulder. leave the excess baggage of your past to a corner and free your shoulders from burdens that's holding you back to leap a mile. 

doodle your goals on your hand and draw your dreams in your heart.  an ink can only go so far, but the mind wanders to a never ending horizon that can lead us to mars.  life is what we make it.  so lets make one.. one that can be looked back with persistence and pride.

fly to the moon and visit the red planet.. live your life with hope and step in the realm of possibility.

you are who you choose to become.
choose to be a better you.


 
~tabs

The Big C

Life,  oh life. Sometimes it’s good, sometimes it’s bad. We find ourselves up and the next minute we’re down. We have the liberty to choose to go left or to go right. We are capable to go in or go out. We have the ability to step forward or to step backward. We can say yes and we can say no.

Life consists of choices.

Let’s go to the nitty-gritty of life. From waking up in the morning, we have a choice to get up when the alarm goes off or press the snooze button and take that extra 5 minutes of sleep. To going to bed at night, we have the choice to sleep early or stay up late to watch some TV or do extra work.

It's all about choice.

I hear people complain everyday how their lives have been, how it’s working against them, how luck seems to neglect them. It can go on and on and on till there is no possible adjective, noun, verb left in the English grammar to describe the blubber for their value of existence.

Everyone goes through it.

Life is like a marathon. We are trained to face the route. Some are farther than the others, but we strive to learn and endure the track. We set our mind to the goal that we want to achieve. We store energy to keep us moving, hydrating our soul and our heart to pursue the aspirations. We condition our mind to conquer the distance, constantly convincing ourselves that we can survive and defeat the length. We stumble and sometimes we fall, bruising and scraping our ego in the process, but we get up and compose ourselves. We get back to the race, we learn from the run and we finish.

It’s simply a matter of choosing to go forward.

There is no right and wrong choices, but there are good and bad ones. Whether you like the choices or not, to resolve such quandary, you have to pick one and eventually walk the steps of life.

Point me to someone who hasn’t made a bad choice in their life and I will go shake their hand and smack them on the head to wake them up in their world of pretend. We have all gone through it. But we also have the choice to rise up from the adversity, glue the broken pieces together and go on.

No one said that life is easy. No one said that we don’t have to make a choice. No one said that all choices lead to happy endings. It’s not about being negative. It’s about accepting the inevitable that no one can truly obtain a perfect decision, but we can achieve a sensible one.

We hate choices but we still do things that lead us to it. We try to avoid it, procrastinate as much as we can, but somehow it will continue to pull us in that direction.

We make choices based on logic and sometimes we make choices based on emotions. Either way, such outcome will bring us closer to what our purpose in life would be. We can reason all we want, we can analyze over and over again... in the end, the choices we make are the one that will shape our being.

Life will keep on throwing questions at you, questions that may hinder you to gaze on the positive and heave you to a stagnant state. You can choose to be lethargic or you can choose to be vigorous.

In conclusion, making choices means taking risks. Keep on moving with flexibility in hand and the patience in your heart that no matter wherever your decision takes you, it will eventually lead you to the course you need to be. To a place that you deservedly belong.

Break away from your comfort zone and explore other possibilities life can offer. 

For as long as we are living..

time will keep on moving... 

and choices will keep on coming.

~A 

Coffee, Tea... or Me?

In a world where people are idealistic about relationships, how far will one go to have a momentary happiness in a complicated world?

We can be in a simple relationship but still find ways to make it complicated. Maybe it's in our genes or maybe it was designed to be that way. Or maybe we are born masochist to our own pleasure of hurting ourselves> for the thrill of love.

On one boring night talking on the phone with my bestfriend and how he narrates the premiere opening of his love dilemma of the century, I wondered. Why do we always fall hard on unfamiliar territory, like a moth to a flame. It's like its pulling you closer to an oblivious state of mind.

Unfortunate enough, I am the pile of boxes of his many fallen relationships. My hopes to lessen the boxes of ambiguities and vagueness, for my sake, is still hanging by a thread. As I listen intently for what could be another predictable story, I start to marvel on his words.

"Was it right to enter in a complicated relationship?"

I circled the question for the hundredth time in my head trying to muster the right lie to satisfy his hungry rationality. Where does complication really fall? Is it on the situation or the person? Or maybe it works hand in hand. There's no right answer for it. Even a lie couldn't convince that urge.

To what extent do we really bend for an almost perfect relationship? Yes, it's hard to be in partnership with an erratic profession. As one takes flight, the other must adjust. Not to mention the excess baggage that hasn't been checked-in.

Sacrifices are part of the emotional investment we are willing to capitalize on. Risk is part of the unfamiliar and uncertainty. Trust is the asset. But what happens when it becomes a liability? A liability that gets you closer to a loss than a profit.

Will it be the coffee, the tea… or you?

Are you strong enough to be in a dark, hot but temporary enticing aroma which eventually leads to a cold blunt tasting predicament that stains? Are you stable enough to be in a comfortable, refreshing, relaxing but eventually leads to dehydrate the emotions? Or would you rather have a connection with the inner soul in you first, that gives essence to security?

Complications are only complicated because we make them. You can make your own coffee and be content with it. You can make your own tea and make it sweeter. You can make your own you and erase all the complexity.

I am no expert. I am no master. I am but a student in this thing called "the love race." 

I have tried the coffee.. 

I have taken the tea.. 

Lesson learned, everything should start with me.

~A