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[1: 2,052 of 10,000] My 2021 Minimalism Project

In Article on February 22, 2021 at 8:31 PM

I pose myself a challenge to embrace a sense of minimalism in 2021.

Ground rules:

  • Declutter my belongings by giving it away or cleaning up and saying good bye for good.
  • I also take another step that I won’t be purchasing any material things for myself except the consumable necessities like toiletry and food. Instead, I’ll book or buy myself experience like getting a new hair color, a massage, or a hypnosis session.

How am I doing so far with two months almost closing in?

  • I was able to clean my closet and other home items that I gave away to someone who may benefit from it.
  • I’ve clean up some of my scrap books but I know I can do better for this and I’ll schedule that in April.
  • I also need to revisit my journals, notebooks and notes whether to type it out or throw since I’ve outgrown the ideas I’ve captured or moving forward I have to be a more organized creator.
  • I can do better for our household supplies, to edit and then store nicely.
  • I wasn’t able to stop myself to purchase two new books and two new blouses but for some lucky turn of events, I’ve won a cash prize that would right off the cost. I’ve given away books and clothes so the new stuff did find a place in my library and closet.

What changed in me in this project?

  • I have a habit of buying items on a spur of the moment, that’s out of my therapy.
  • Since there is a global pandemic and I don’t plan to travel, I am more comfortable that I don’t need to create looks.
  • I did notice that I am giving more care to the clothes that I have because I know they’re all I’ve got and I’m grateful that I own the things that gives me joy or fits me.
  • I feel much calmer that our home is even less heavier and it’s giving me a great breathing space. The items I have becomes more intentional and sacred that delight me.
  • I feel accomplished and proud of myself that I am going to save more by the end of the year to fund my passion project and I save time from shopping material things and instead devote time to learning and writing.
  • The environment must approved that I’m not accumulating things but I’m enriching my soul with the experience that I focus instead.

It’s ten more months and it feels nice challenging myself to shift my mind and stop my usual go-to materialistic nature. I have nothing to prove to myself but the feeling of gratification that I love the comfort that my home brings me and I’m grateful to the life that I co-create with the Universe.

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[1: 2,045 of 10,000] Come In Naked

In Article on December 16, 2020 at 9:41 PM

I have gained so much knowledge and wisdom about a deeper meaning of life this year. The new inner knowing elevated my eyes in seeing everything and my role in it in a whole new way.

There are moments that I struggle connecting the new knowing to break my old patterns and I’ve discovered that when I come in naked into a situation, no pre-conceived expectation, no judgment, but an openness to listen instead of starting a sentence with “I know what they’ll say.” The fact that every single moment I’m evolving, growing, and experiencing conscious ascension I should listen. When I quiet my mind, when I remove the clutter, I will seat still and see what will resonate especially if I’m interacting with a new person.

I’m learning, I’m being patient with my progress, I’m forgiving with my reactions, attitudes, and for healing my wounds. My mind can be so busy, cramming for answers and clinging on fears, so I don’t take rest for granted and allow my whole being to rejuventate. When my whole being is nourished, I can come in truly naked.

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[1: 2,044 of 10,000] Honoring Spirit

In Letter on December 15, 2020 at 7:02 PM
Photo by C. Z. Shi on Unsplash

Dear Mama,

You would have been the sexiest 67 today. I still remember your different faces from different ages, your smile, and the texture of your palms. The memory of your voice is starting to fade away but I still remember how you showed your love, support, and how you disciplined me to follow a good path.

I miss talking to you, all the times that you’ve asked how’s my day. I miss the days you called me on the phone to read me my horoscope from the latest newspaper. I miss being silly and laughing with you. I miss showering you with love and surprises.

As long as I live, on this day, I will honor your spirit. I will light a candle, present you with white flowers and I will talk to the air knowing that you hear me. I love you.

Your eldest daughter

[1: 2,043 of 10,000] What Part Isn’t Clear?

In Question on December 14, 2020 at 9:40 AM
Photo by Yi Liu on Unsplash

One day I am leaving this body from this lifetime, what am I waiting for that I won’t pursue what truly gives my heart joy?

Why am I playing it too safe and too rigid with all the acquired patterns and fears blocking life to freely flow through me?

What am I really afraid of? What am I avoiding to see?

What’s the worst thing that could happen? What responsibility am I thinking as a burden?

Why am I not taking the steps that will lead me to the reality that will give me fulfillment?

Where is my judgment coming from?

Knowing what I know now, how am I going to choose and make my move? In every fleeting moment?

[1: 2,042 of 10,000] A New Narrative

In Poem on December 12, 2020 at 8:00 PM

It’s a beautiful day
Creating my reality
Starting with a dream
Turns novelty

I move
in the beauty
of Ebb and Flow

Magic dancing
Love bursting
Living raw

Feeling powerful
Thriving in life
Darkness and light
Moments I dive

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[1: 2,041 of 10,000] Indignant

In Article on December 11, 2020 at 10:56 AM

The other day, I was on my bed at ten and that’s miraculously early for my current mind preference to rest (which is totally a wrong decision for my monkey mind). It gave me a time to have three different dreams.

First, I was in a wedding of Scott who seemed to have a secret agenda towards his wife and I have a written proof (I don’t know a real Scott in real life). Second, I was traveling in India with my mother who already passed in real life (India is likely to be one of the last countries I would want to visit). Third, the most brutal dream I’ve ever have, captivated and was sentenced to be in prison for a month and I was screaming to get my freedom.

In my dream, I was furious to be stripped off my freedom. I think back of Mandela who endured to be in prison and there’s so much grace in that. I was fighting and I would rather kill myself than to be imprisoned on the hands of bullies. Now that am fully awake, I know that I will never agree for unjust imprisonment. Our birthright is having free will, not even God mess up with that, no divine intervention unless we give our permission.

May we all see the path to our freedom to live the life that fully brings joy and expansion to our human experience.

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[1: 2,040 of 10,000] Places As Mentor

In Journal on December 10, 2020 at 4:44 PM

It crossed my mind that places could be a mentor for a person. Like the city which made up of history, people, landscape, and so much more breathe life to a person who’s visiting, who just arrived to settle in, or who’s leaving it.

I recently watched the Netflix documentary Andre & His Olive Tree and he has three mentors: Taiwan, France, and then Singapore. When I reflect on my life, I have Philippines, United Arab Emirates, and I know in my soul that I’m being called to name the next country next year and move in 2022.

Philippines raised me, taught me to be resilient, showed me that brown eyes and black hair are beautiful people, it open my eyes to Christianity, life can be financially challenging when you’re not playing it right, and then in 2008 I left it. I still look back but I don’t have the urge of returning.

For 12 years, I consider United Arab Emirates as my home, a place that allowed me to grow up, experience an adult life that is adventurous even with some challenges I’ve been enjoying easy, it felt like living in a bubble of fantasy that everything looked good and am being cared for, and soon I’ll be saying good bye.

Where to next? I don’t know yet, but it got to be a place that I will no longer hide to what I truly love to do. A place that will allow me to have complete freedom. Probably a remote island with wifi? 😀

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[1: 2,039 of 10,000] Time To Write

In Dream on December 8, 2020 at 7:19 AM

I have to start trading my time wisely.

Stop the incredible amount of time in YouTube watching and Instagram scrolling to start writing a novel.

I have to be focused and do what I’m currently called to do. I have to face my biggest dream right now, to be in solitude and pour my soul out in the characters.

I can do this. I have been inspired by other authors and I know I can also do this. I will be in isolation and I will enjoy the moment of diving into a new world, like what I’ve used to.

I know that my heart is in the right place, and I am guided.

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[1: 2,038 of 10,000] High In Magic

In Idea on December 7, 2020 at 7:06 AM

The spirit of Christmas is making the flow of magic so engaging and easy. I am in high riding the wave of good feelings, curating surprises, starting a shake up of a positive energy in different points, in different ways.

I get those highs and I crave more of it, the more that I’m in it I kept forging paths of sparkling love, sending lights, and I don’t want it to stop.

It doesn’t feel normal at all, swimming in magic, but thanks to meditation and sleep, I know that in those quiet moments, every inch of my being marvel at the stillness, silenced the excitement, and then when I open my eyes, the joy starts again.

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[1: 2,037 of 10,000] Real World

In Journal on December 6, 2020 at 11:56 PM

What is the real world? Is it part of the system, being a cooperative player, and going with the motion?

It takes deliberate choices to truly feel that I lived, otherwise it will just be all work, all play, meaningless surviving. I like to think that I am here to make a dent in the world, that my desires count, and the works of my hands are legitimately making life better.

For the first time yesterday, I started to let my old friends in that I am a lightwoker. I didn’t know how to explain it to them because it isn’t a world that they are used to. I was struggling to explain who am I now after all the rebirths that I’ve been because I was thinking to use words that are familiar to them. I love my friends and I don’t want to be disconnected, but I also know that as I grow, I will continue to look for a new community that will light up my soul in a whole new level because I will not be speaking in code but freely.

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