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[1: 1,885 of 10,000] There Are People

In Poem on June 25, 2017 at 3:50 AM

There are people who are alone
There are people who are attached
There are people who have lost both parents
There are people who got stepparents

There are people who knew love
There are people who felt love
There are people who abandoned love
There are people who could not recognize love

There are people who I want to be
There are people who wanted to be me
There are people who see the world as it is
There are people who see the soul of the world

There are people
There are people
There are people
There are people

[1: 1,884 of 10,000] You Can’t Save Everybody

In Journal on June 6, 2017 at 10:14 PM

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Is it really preposterous to believe we can’t save everybody?

I believe everybody is unique hence every single one has different needs and yet don’t we really all want the same thing? Is there one ultimate destination that we wanted? Do we really want LOVE but we have various ways of rediscovering and reliving it? Is it important that we are one; or are we good as we are even with our flaws that could propel us to our greatness?

What is greatness? Is it finding the peace amidst the percepted chaos? Why do we get lost? Why do we succumb to evil or maltreatment? Why don’t we immediately feel conscientious as our compass to kindness?

Why do we doubt our essence that we are perfect, whole, and complete? Why did we forget that we are incredibly perfect, loved, and capable to love?

Does anybody really need saving? Maybe not saving, but we need reminders of who we truly are within so we can unlearn the things that clouded the real us. One a time, let us remind one another, and one at a time we do what’s loving (1 Corinthians 13:4-7).

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[1: 1,883 of 10,000] To Change A Habit Is Possible

In Journal on May 29, 2017 at 12:04 AM

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To change a habit is possible.

I have always preferred white sugar for my tea, because it is sweet and I don’t want to be part of the crowd who is too conscious about what they eat… it felt pretentious and involved a lot of work. I thought few white sugar couldn’t possibly turn me into a giant whale.  After few sessions at the gym with a watchful trainer, I decided that I can change and choose to be healthy.

At first, I will have to bear to eat foods that are healthy even if they don’t taste delectable to my palate, like using sweetener instead of a regular sugar. Eventually, I couldn’t really tell if it took more than a week and I could distinctly taste that the white sugar is “too sweet” and I couldn’t eat chocolates or cookies anymore knowing it is excessive with unhealthy sugar.

Habit like taste preference can be changed in my story, either for my betterment or to my detriment. The choice has always been mine, and it is only when I become open to try a new way that I will find out and ready to give my sincere effort. I can survive now without white sugar not because I am forced but I just accept that I could.

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[1: 1,882 of 10,000] My Eulogy

In Journal on May 27, 2017 at 3:59 PM

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She grouped the clothes hangers with the same color and type, she donated extra $5 twice to a fund raising to round off the collection, but she was never diagnosed with OCD because she never get herself tested.

It wasn’t OCD that lead to her passing because if you would expect her to keep a clean handwritten organizer then it would be the contrary because her calendar and to do list is all over the place, she admitted loving all the notes and mess because it is a sign of a life well lived and it is the same reason why she didn’t understand a clean rubber shoes.

Ideas flowed through her mind as air is easily available for men to breathe. She can fill pages of her random thoughts but mostly about philosophy especially what she knew for sure or almost believed so that is close to sure. That is another quality that we love about her, she speaks the truth and lived with integrity.

She lived her life without regrets. She thrived everyday. She had forgiven everyone especially herself. She touched our lives as she always said: “I care for you in the best way I knew how.” And it was indeed enough.

It will always be a joy to remember her, to have met her, and an example of a person who came and left this world better than she found it. Her endeavors with all new borns to be loved is remarkable. No baby is ever to be born with questioned dignity and perfection. She made us see that we are whole, complete, enough.

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[1: 1,881 of 10,000] Breathe

In Journal on May 26, 2017 at 6:44 PM

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I read from a book that a deep meditation can bring someone to a trance, looking like he had fallen asleep then waking up feeling better. I want to experience that.

I want to feel complete surrender of the present, battle the demon in my mind, and then I open my eyes with enough courage to face reality with ease. Then I go again.

I couldn’t seat still because I am anxious about the future and the long list of things to do. The future that holds dreams like a prisoner and as I approach it get released little by little. I have to come to accept that the future holds no power, I must recognize that I live my reality now, a piece of the puzzle of my dreams.

Breathing is the sign of life. If it’s the sign of life, it matters what we breathe in, as it also matters what we breathe out. Breathe in the things that I am capable to control. Breathe out the things that are out of my control. Breathe in blessings and breathe out forgiveness. Breathe in love and breathe out love.

Breathe in… breathe out.

[1: 1,880 of 10,000] Learning Heartache

In Journal on May 25, 2017 at 1:36 PM

I don’t know if I have properly love somebody but I could certainly agree that I have obsessed with various men hoping that they love me back. Do they call that unrequited love? Or am I so cray cray that they ran as far and fast that they could?

In my search for true love, I go back to the Bible’s definition of it, I still believe it is the most legit to consult for the purest meaning of anything in life, didn’t they even put HOLY to emphasize the divinity of it? 1 Corinthians 13:4-7 is my go to definition.

What I learned though, at the very moment that I am in love (or obsessed) with someone, my mind constantly associate him in almost anything that I come across. It could be another movie star, a thing, and yet everything that reminds me of him totally vanished its power the moment I am over him.

I always thought I will never see Chris Pratt or Michael Fassbender the same way again because their lips remind me of somebody I thought I love; but now that I see these two movie stars, I couldn’t even remember his face clearly as I used to. I just laugh now whenever I remember the days that I was crying over him and getting jealous without even having the right position to do so. It’s messed up and I am relieved that I am over it.

To those who suffer with lost love, it’ll pass. You will heal and I say that without bitterness.

[1: 1,879 of 10,000] Learning Failure

In Journal on May 20, 2017 at 11:00 PM

I am avoiding making mistakes; then I forego the notion of daring the unknown. I am afraid that outside my comfort zone is equivalent to I am a failure. Yet the itch of not growing shouts so loud from my core.

I am avoiding disagreement with anyone; then I settle to being silent and not seeing the change of getting the present situation to improve for the better. I am afraid that I will not be heard and that my ideas are but a failure.

Will I stay afraid? I don’t want to not use my freedom to be great. I will entertain failure as my teacher. I will embrace mistakes so I may blossom.

Tonight I will sleep and when I see the sun rises tomorrow when I become awake, it is my sign that I have another chance to live life with courage.

[1: 1,878 of 10,000] Changes This June

In Journal on April 29, 2017 at 3:28 AM

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June is going to be a very special time for me. I am turning 37 and I am moving to a new apartment.

I am dying to move to my own 4-bedroom house but the 25% cash upfront as down payment for a Million Dirham Dubai villa plus other fees are something I am not prepared. Am I really going to invest in real estate in Dubai?

I have been wary that I am so old but still an employee, still scare with where I am stirring my life, and that some younger people were more accomplished than myself. I am slowly coping that I must not compare myself to others because I have my own special journey.

I do worry if is this the right journey at all? Then I go back to…

  1. Am I being present?
  2. Am I enjoying my journey?
  3. Am I feeling fulfilled?
  4. Am I being helpful to others?
  5. Am I making someone feel special?
  6. Am I being challenged?
  7. Am I having dreams?
  8. Am I feeling afraid and courageous at the same time?
  9. Am I excited?
  10. Am I hopeful?

Yes.

🙂

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[1: 1,877 of 10,000] What Was Your Reason God?

In Article on April 29, 2017 at 1:08 AM

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Two men that I respect for their spiritual belief belonging from two completely different countries but both love God answered these line of questions with identical answer. If God is so loving and would only want the best for mankind, His very own creation, then why are there so many sufferings? Why do bad things happen to good people? Their answer is…

“I don’t know.”

It is true that God works in pretty mysterious ways. I often wonder why do Father rape their own daughters? Why do criminals due to their mental illness exist to havoc emotional and physical pain to the people around them and don’t even realize that they do? Why do God let the simple meeting the basic needs of food and clean water being so difficult? Where is God?

I also don’t know…

  • But I got reminded that human race carried a curse when Adam and Eve have eaten the forbidden fruit in the garden of Eden.
  • I also have faith that God never stopped loving men and send miracles despite the outer suffering that men’s naked eyes could see but not for the intellect to possibly comprehend and grasp.
  • God sent His only begotten son Jesus to be the way, the truth, and the life for men. He died for men’s sins for a beautiful and promising eternal life.

It does puzzle me that if heaven is all beautiful, why are men need to be on Earth to endure so many challenges that breaks the hearts and loan the souls?

  • “Heaven is in our midst,” those words lead me to not rush and crave for the afterlife but to enjoy peace in the present. Peace is not the absence of distraction but peace within me directly connecting with the almighty.
  • Finally, I believe that through battling my challenges, I become stronger. When I suffer, I develop empathy and would be able to be kinder to the others who suffer the same. And when I am truly tuned in, I could make a difference to make this world better than I found it. That’s just me; but what if the thinking spreads to every single one on Earth, it’ll be revolutionary.

The pain is part of the hero’s journey despite pain doesn’t stop with just one. Just like a rough diamond is not brilliant until it goes through some ridiculous amount of meticulous cutting and grinding.

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