Yahoo 360 bloggers are given the option to export their blogs to wordpress.
However, I chose to (manually) transfer my 360 blogs to this site, because I feel more comfortable celebrating my Golden Years here.
I hope that Admin and the other gods that protect this site would understand and would not take offense or consider it a trespass against rules.
I will be more active on my blog posts here from now on.
Cross my fingers to this promise ! :)
Sunday, June 21, 2009
An Inspiring Poem
I have always found this poem inspiring, especially when I am discouraged or depressed. It is truly an inspirational piece that lightens the spirit and keeps me going . . .
Desiderata
Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant, they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let not this blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore, be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be. And whatever your labors and aspirations in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams; it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.
--- Max Ehrmann, 1927
Desiderata
Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant, they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let not this blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore, be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be. And whatever your labors and aspirations in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams; it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.
--- Max Ehrmann, 1927
Blogs From My Yahoo 360 (Thirty Five Years)
Yahoo 360 has given notice that it will close shop soon.
I have to evacuate the site, so I am transferring my blogs here.
Goodbye, yahoo 360! You have given me my first website and my first experience at blogging. I will never forget you!
September 28, 2008
Thirty Five Years
Thirty five years ago, the miniskirt was in fashion. Everybody wore the miniskirt (otherwise you are not "in"). And we converted our high school uniforms into miniskirts. The nuns were not too happy about the state of fashion, but were really helpless about it. They could undo the hemming to increase the skirt length in the morning, but it will go up again by midday. The nuns were patient, but the students were stubborn! Being in high school was a great time for fun and rebellion against rules and regulations.
I attended an all girls Catholic School run by the Good Shepherd nuns. Our high school building was separated from the boys' high school building by the massive basilica. A small gate at the back of the church connects the two compounds. It was a mortal sin to cross that gate unless one has special permit on some school projects. It was mostly the boys who were allowed to cross the border to participate in programs and projects.
The miniskirt made a comeback recently. And with it we will make a comeback to our high school days. Thirty five years seems a very long time ago, yet, the years can melt down quickly in the memory lanes. As we start to plan for our high school reunion, the memories come lovingly and vividly and the burdened, matured in mind can only laugh and shake the head in jest and in longing for those happy, innocent, and carefree years.
I have to evacuate the site, so I am transferring my blogs here.
Goodbye, yahoo 360! You have given me my first website and my first experience at blogging. I will never forget you!
September 28, 2008
Thirty Five Years
Thirty five years ago, the miniskirt was in fashion. Everybody wore the miniskirt (otherwise you are not "in"). And we converted our high school uniforms into miniskirts. The nuns were not too happy about the state of fashion, but were really helpless about it. They could undo the hemming to increase the skirt length in the morning, but it will go up again by midday. The nuns were patient, but the students were stubborn! Being in high school was a great time for fun and rebellion against rules and regulations.
I attended an all girls Catholic School run by the Good Shepherd nuns. Our high school building was separated from the boys' high school building by the massive basilica. A small gate at the back of the church connects the two compounds. It was a mortal sin to cross that gate unless one has special permit on some school projects. It was mostly the boys who were allowed to cross the border to participate in programs and projects.
The miniskirt made a comeback recently. And with it we will make a comeback to our high school days. Thirty five years seems a very long time ago, yet, the years can melt down quickly in the memory lanes. As we start to plan for our high school reunion, the memories come lovingly and vividly and the burdened, matured in mind can only laugh and shake the head in jest and in longing for those happy, innocent, and carefree years.
Blogs From My Yahoo 360 (Excerpt from "The Prophet")
Yahoo 360 has given notice that it will close shop soon.
I have to evacuate the site, so I am transferring my blogs here.
Goodbye, yahoo 360! You have given me my first website and my first experience at blogging. I will never forget you!
01 October 2008
Excerpt from "The Prophet" by Kahlil Gibran
JOY AND SORROW
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises
was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being,
the more joy you can contain.
Is not the cup that holds your wine,
the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?
And is not the lute that soothes your spirit,
the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
When you are joyous, look deep into your heart
and you shall find it is only that
which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart,
and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that
which has been your delight.
Some of you say, "Joy is greater than sorrow,"
and others say, "Nay, sorrow is the greater."
But I say unto you they are inseparable.
Together they come,
and when one sits alone with your at your board,
remember the other is asleep upon your bed.
Verily you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy.
Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced.
When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and silver,
needs must your joy and sorrow rise or fall.
I have to evacuate the site, so I am transferring my blogs here.
Goodbye, yahoo 360! You have given me my first website and my first experience at blogging. I will never forget you!
01 October 2008
Excerpt from "The Prophet" by Kahlil Gibran
JOY AND SORROW
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises
was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being,
the more joy you can contain.
Is not the cup that holds your wine,
the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?
And is not the lute that soothes your spirit,
the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
When you are joyous, look deep into your heart
and you shall find it is only that
which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart,
and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that
which has been your delight.
Some of you say, "Joy is greater than sorrow,"
and others say, "Nay, sorrow is the greater."
But I say unto you they are inseparable.
Together they come,
and when one sits alone with your at your board,
remember the other is asleep upon your bed.
Verily you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy.
Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced.
When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and silver,
needs must your joy and sorrow rise or fall.
Blogs From My Yahoo 360 (October 12, 2008)
Yahoo 360 has given notice that it will close shop soon.
I have to evacuate the site, so I am transferring my blogs here.
Goodbye, yahoo 360! You have given me my first website and my first experience at blogging. I will never forget you!
Entry for October 12, 2008
It's Sunday again! The end of another week, or the beginning of another week?
Time seems to pass by slowly when you are just staying at home. It has been raining the whole week and everything is so wet. Even the plants in my garden are so drenched, I think some has been drowning or been choked to death by the torrents of rain.
Moss has been growing profusely along with the mosquitoes and other pesty insects. Whew!
The sun is shining out today. The birds are chirping and flying around joyously! As I am typing this entry they are calling out to one another as they chase each other around. The crickets are jumping around too, and the laden leaves of my plants are perking up.
Had to open all the windows of the house to get rid of the stale air. I hope the wind picks up too. It's sunny but windless. There are still rain clouds up there which I hope will be gone later.
It is still yucky to be out and about in the garden. Poodles are everywhere and the ants are having another parade to God knows where. They are marching in six abreast in long lines and make victims of prowling feet.
I have been planning to do some gardening but this weather always intervenes. I hope to be able to do it within this week.
I have to evacuate the site, so I am transferring my blogs here.
Goodbye, yahoo 360! You have given me my first website and my first experience at blogging. I will never forget you!
Entry for October 12, 2008
It's Sunday again! The end of another week, or the beginning of another week?
Time seems to pass by slowly when you are just staying at home. It has been raining the whole week and everything is so wet. Even the plants in my garden are so drenched, I think some has been drowning or been choked to death by the torrents of rain.
Moss has been growing profusely along with the mosquitoes and other pesty insects. Whew!
The sun is shining out today. The birds are chirping and flying around joyously! As I am typing this entry they are calling out to one another as they chase each other around. The crickets are jumping around too, and the laden leaves of my plants are perking up.
Had to open all the windows of the house to get rid of the stale air. I hope the wind picks up too. It's sunny but windless. There are still rain clouds up there which I hope will be gone later.
It is still yucky to be out and about in the garden. Poodles are everywhere and the ants are having another parade to God knows where. They are marching in six abreast in long lines and make victims of prowling feet.
I have been planning to do some gardening but this weather always intervenes. I hope to be able to do it within this week.
Blogs From My Yahoo 360 (October 20, 2008)
Yahoo 360 has given notice that it will close shop soon.
I have to evacuate the site, so I am transferring my blogs here.
Goodbye, yahoo 360! You have given me my first website and my first experience at blogging. I will never forget you!
Entry for October 20, 2008
At 52, life seems to be on the balance, sometimes thoughts can weigh you up or down, and time seems too impatient for the slow footed.
Thoughts are wild things that refuse to be bound by physical immobility. They are traitors that go their own way and can go wild at the least provocation. A simple word heard or a gesture seen, can make thought soar far and wide, sometimes to a deep despair or to the heights of happiness and beyond both.
Thoughts can even create imaginary worlds were the unsuspecting can leave reality and live in a life of fantasy. Such a form of escape is heaven to the heavily burdened spirit that has reached its limits.
But to most of us, uncontrolled thoughts and musings could be drained out of the burdened spirit through writing. Blogs or no blogs, we can write down our thoughts and feelings to unburden our minds and spirit and to be able to seek a new life for our drooping spirits.
This I found with my blogs and the other unpublished writings where I have unburdened myself. The mind of a 52-year old seems too easily filled with so much thoughts that it could not seem to accommodate. It is not because the brain has shrunk! More because the thoughts are too many, I suppose. Maybe some memories should be shredded to make room for new thoughts. And new memories!
I have to evacuate the site, so I am transferring my blogs here.
Goodbye, yahoo 360! You have given me my first website and my first experience at blogging. I will never forget you!
Entry for October 20, 2008
At 52, life seems to be on the balance, sometimes thoughts can weigh you up or down, and time seems too impatient for the slow footed.
Thoughts are wild things that refuse to be bound by physical immobility. They are traitors that go their own way and can go wild at the least provocation. A simple word heard or a gesture seen, can make thought soar far and wide, sometimes to a deep despair or to the heights of happiness and beyond both.
Thoughts can even create imaginary worlds were the unsuspecting can leave reality and live in a life of fantasy. Such a form of escape is heaven to the heavily burdened spirit that has reached its limits.
But to most of us, uncontrolled thoughts and musings could be drained out of the burdened spirit through writing. Blogs or no blogs, we can write down our thoughts and feelings to unburden our minds and spirit and to be able to seek a new life for our drooping spirits.
This I found with my blogs and the other unpublished writings where I have unburdened myself. The mind of a 52-year old seems too easily filled with so much thoughts that it could not seem to accommodate. It is not because the brain has shrunk! More because the thoughts are too many, I suppose. Maybe some memories should be shredded to make room for new thoughts. And new memories!
Blogs From My Yahoo 360 (Life's Challenges)
Yahoo 360 has given notice that it will close shop soon.
I have to evacuate the site, so I am transferring my blogs here.
Goodbye, yahoo 360! You have given me my first website and my first experience at blogging. I will never forget you!
November 30, 2008
Life's Challenges
A life without challenge is a boring life. It is a life without purpose and direction. Life at its vegetative stage.
Challenges are the spice of life. It nurtures growth of mind, body and spirit and makes a man out of a boy.
However, some challenges can cast a heavy burden to the spirit and manifest itself as a physical illness. In some cases, challenges or problems as it is often called can cause sudden heart attacks or a stroke. Generally, it causes stomach upset, headache, palpitations and lethargy. Sleepless nights and restless days, short tempers are emotional manifestations of challenges in one's life.
How challenges are met reflects the maturity of a person.
I have to evacuate the site, so I am transferring my blogs here.
Goodbye, yahoo 360! You have given me my first website and my first experience at blogging. I will never forget you!
November 30, 2008
Life's Challenges
A life without challenge is a boring life. It is a life without purpose and direction. Life at its vegetative stage.
Challenges are the spice of life. It nurtures growth of mind, body and spirit and makes a man out of a boy.
However, some challenges can cast a heavy burden to the spirit and manifest itself as a physical illness. In some cases, challenges or problems as it is often called can cause sudden heart attacks or a stroke. Generally, it causes stomach upset, headache, palpitations and lethargy. Sleepless nights and restless days, short tempers are emotional manifestations of challenges in one's life.
How challenges are met reflects the maturity of a person.
My Blogs from Yahoo 360 (January 21, 2009)
Yahoo 360 has given notice that it will close shop soon.
I have to evacuate the site, so I am transferring my blogs here.
Goodbye, yahoo 360! You have given me my first website and my first experience at blogging. I will never forget you!
January 21, 2009
Some days are just lazy days.
Just like today....
Seems nothing productive has been done
And all I want to do is lie down.
The mind refused to grind;
The limbs are worn and tired.
The sandman would not leave me be
Its a lazy day today
I have to evacuate the site, so I am transferring my blogs here.
Goodbye, yahoo 360! You have given me my first website and my first experience at blogging. I will never forget you!
January 21, 2009
Some days are just lazy days.
Just like today....
Seems nothing productive has been done
And all I want to do is lie down.
The mind refused to grind;
The limbs are worn and tired.
The sandman would not leave me be
Its a lazy day today
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Hot Flashes
I thought hot flashes will go away when my monthly period stopped coming.
But they are still here to make life a little more uncomfortable.
And the migraines are enjoying their stay too!
But they are still here to make life a little more uncomfortable.
And the migraines are enjoying their stay too!
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