Thursday, May 29, 2014

I Forgive You

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When I was young, when I ask for something and forget an important word, my parents always ask.  "What's the magic word?"  Now, that I get to borrow little ones for an hour or two, it's my turn to query them whenever they fail to remember the "magic word".


Since I've been studying how to become a better human being, I found out that there's not one abracadabra but a whole set of encyclopedia of it.  Some words heal a broken spirit while other phrases keep one soaring high.  There are simple sentences which melt the heart and some strong utterances which can ward off people possessed by evil spirits (of greed, anger, jealousy and the like).  There are expressions which paint a smile on faces and sincere declarations which wipe out tears.


I've long been searching for a powerful spell to cure my current affliction (for around a month now).  I have scoured the keeper of wisdom (bookstore).   I have asked the wizard of the 21st century (google) and grilled my trusted allies (friends)-  all for naught.



Today, I found the answer in the burrow of my heart.  "I forgive myself.  I forgive you."


                                                             



Wednesday, May 21, 2014

I'm still angry

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Sometimes, I'm ok
At other times, I'm not
Like a pendulum
I swing from one end to the other


I know I have to pack it up
It has happened
There's nothing I can do about it
The only sensible move is to learn from it


But, some angst  still remain
It's like a small ball of fire
Stuck in my belly
I want to be rid of it


It does not help me
Move along my journey- at all
It is such a heavy burden
To carry


So, now, I decide
To face the red monster
"Be gone!"
"I will be free of you"


I understand it clearly
No one is to blame
Not even me
I don't know any better


It is good that it has surfaced
'Cause I discovered my triggers
and somehow understand myself better
Now,  I can chase the monster away


I learned my feelings are valid
It is ok to acknowledge it
And express it
Yet, in the most diplomatic of manners


Right now, I still ache
It hurts still
But, I shall copy the oyster
And, use the pain to create a pearl


                                                             video from EasyMeditation

Monday, May 12, 2014

I interviewed a 13-year-old gangster

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I was a facilitator in a youth camp last weekend.  There was this boy whom almost everybody complained of.  The girls reported that at bedtime, he would open their dormitory door and throw pillows at them.  The boys said he'll do it when one of them is near the door so he could conveniently place the blame on them.  He would call his fellow campers names and would play practical jokes on them.  In short, he was the camp's bully.

Before I spoke to him, I sensed that he was going through something and that he was simply acting out.  Still, I was surprised at what I later find out.

The talk
I was sitting in the sofa with the boys and asking each one of them how the camp was when he joined in and  threw a question at me, "We were taught that we have to listen.  What does that mean?" "Well, everybody around us tells us one thing or another- our parents say this, our teachers advise that and our friends say something different all together.  Sometimes, we forget to listen to the most important person- our self.", I replied.

"You know, Ate (older sister), I have decided to listen to this (pointing to his heart)."  He, then started to narrate his story.  He told me of his 13-year-old friend who recently died because of frat war.  He knew that friend from a dance group and then later as one of the leaders of a gang.  His friend decided to leave his group and change his ways.  However, one day, while he was walking on the road with 2 other buddies, they came across their previous opponents- a whole batallion of them.  His other friends ran but he tripped and was beaten to death.

"Why did they kill him when he's no longer part of a gang? He was trying to change!", he reasoned.  His 13-year-old self could not understand why it had to happen.  I simply listened.

His story
He went on to say that he used to be part of a similar group too.  "I joined because of brotherhood", he explained. "Later, I observed that we were mere puppets of the founder.  He urged us to fight other gangs and taught us all sorts of vices.  My friend's death shook me up to all these nonsense."

With all the courage he can muster, he declared, "I will finish what my friend wasn't able to finish. I will change!"

He related that he had been changing for 6 months now.  It wasn't easy as he had to break his ties with his previous crew and he has to be on guard because of his gangs' previous enemies.

I know he will make it. He has that look of determination on his face.

What now
When the camp finished, we gave feedback to the children's caregivers.  The boy's lola (grandmother) received all the complaints before I got to talk to her. I tried to squeeze in a short meeting with her before they head off.  I did not tell her the whole story but only what she needs to know, "Your apo (grandchild) is bent on changing his ways. In fact, he's been working on himself for a long time- 6 months now. Whatever, you see right now are remnants of the habits he has acquired. He still is a work in progress and he needs all the help and support that he can get".

My lesson
I realized that it is so easy to be critical of another person.  It is so easy to point out another's defect.  What is hard to recognize is the effort that the soul is exerting.  More often than not, I do not know where that one is coming from and what is really going on.  What is visible is a just the tip of the iceberg.  So, from now on, I resolved to never ever judge.    

                                                                 video from easymeditation

Monday, May 5, 2014

You hurt me

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"You hurt me!", this was my battle cry the whole week I succumbed to depression.

I had been keeping in all of my angst for years and one day it just blew up in front of my face.  I felt so angry, I don't know what to do.  So, for a week I locked myself in my room and wallowed in misery ( but I would come down twice a day to eat and yell to the dog- just to let it out ).

I generally keep everything in check except for my hurts. I look at my thoughts, my behavior and my response to things.  But, when someone attacks me (confronts, backstabs or fights me), I automatically shut down and feel numb.  I come from a squishy home where my parents have always been very supportive and  protective. I work in lala land where office politics is unheard of.  So, when I come across mean people, I freeze.

I spoke to a senior sister about this.  She  asked, " What do you do when someone doesn't like you or fights with you?"  "I meditate", I replied. "You're not defending yourself!", she answered back.

I have been defenseless for years, so all the hurt, anger and pain were kept in the inner recesses of my heart.  One day, it came out and swallowed me whole.

I'm so angry at so many people, I don't want to see them.  So, I locked myself up.  In my room, I cried and  blamed everyone who hurt me. "Why are they so mean?", I ask.  "Why didn't someone point this out to me early on."  I did this blaming game day in and day out for seven days until I realize that I can't blame people for being who they are.  They are aggressive, controlling and manipulative, yes.  But, there's no way I can change them.  Even if I plead, "Can you please change because you're encroaching on my space?"  I doubt if they'll transform in an instant simply to accommodate me.  People have their own issues and their own personalities.  I have no control over that.  And, sadly, I don't live in a perfect world with angels and saints.  There will always be difficult people.  The only thing I can do is to toughen up and learn to master the art of standing up for myself.

In the end, I realized that I am to blame.  I hurt myself because I allowed others to hurt me.  Now, I have to power up!

                                                                  video from easy meditation