..a blogger's chant..

There are really times when nothing's much happening in your life yet you feel that shimmering awe in moments you are just laidback on a comfy couch in an untamed hair and conclude that you are definitely and abundantly blessed! It's good that you are not getting all the things that you are wanting. It's good that you've never been to places you wanted to step foot to. It's good that you seemed to be on a hiatus--a space..a pause. In this way you are motivated to keep going, to keep on striving, to keep on believing, to endure with  faith as your greatest fuel. That someday, you'll ex-listed some written dreams in your wishlist and believe that dreams do come true for someone with a brave heart. For someone who clings to her optimism in the face of bumps along the roads. The universe does connive for a dreamer, and yes it takes a lot of courage to chase after them. Sometimes, fear cripples you to stop. But don't listen on it. Never give a glance on it. As what my mentor said, everything you need is just outside your comfort zone. Instead, focus on the little voice that comes from the very core of your being. The one that tells you to stop your mundane thinking. I believe that when God put that desire in your heart, He provides you with the people you need, the place to begin your jump-start in achieving your goals, and the inspiration to propel forward. Fear is the greatest malady of all times and courage is the only antidote. 

I cannot think of anything fruitful to do but to be hideously here in my tenement. The tumult of the television cannot stop me from doing the thing that is giving me joy and fulfillment. The sun outside from the corner where I positioned myself is vibrant as the way I look things awaiting for me. I'm always been a concoction of optimism and pessimism. But whenever that great malady starts to disarm my hope, I'm going back to my core. There I find silence, there I find my peace, there I find hope, there I started to dream again. 

The pain I felt on my crossed legs brought me to my senses. 

The clock's ticking as it was designed to.

It's time to bid goodnight=)