All the many changes

Red: Sometimes it makes me sad, though… Andy being gone. I have to remind myself that some birds aren’t meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up does rejoice. But still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they’re gone. I guess I just miss my friend. -The Shawshank Redemption (1994)

Calvin Weir-Fields: This is the true and impossible story of my very great love. In the hope that she will not read this and reproach me, I have withheld many telling details: her name, the particulars of her birth and upbringing, and any identifying scars or birth marks. All the same, I cannot help but write this for her, to tell her,

“I’m sorry for every word I wrote to change you, I’m sorry for so many things. I couldn’t see you when you were here and, now that you’re gone, I see you everywhere.”

One may read this and think it’s magic, but falling in love is an act of magic, so is writing. It was once said of Catcher in the Rye, “That rare miracle of fiction has again come to pass: a human being has been created out of ink, paper and the imagination.” I am no J.D. Salinger, but I have witnessed a rare miracle. Any writer can attest: in the luckiest, happiest state, the words are not coming from you, but through you. She came to me wholly herself, I was just lucky enough to be there to catch her. -Ruby Sparks (2012)

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Hopeful for the New Year

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Seeing that the New Year is upon us, I decided to peruse through the planner the Pianist gave me as a Christmas present and came across this page. I’m still thinking which of these items I’ll adopt in my personal to-do list. Hehehe. Except for “Quit smoking”, of course, because I do not smoke. I don’t usually make New-Year’s-resolution type of lists but I feel that I want to come up with one for 2013. And this list comes in handy as an inspiration/sample of sorts.

2012 has been one roller-coaster ride of a year for me. Ups and downs. Lots of upheavals! But yeah, I guess it’s true what it says in Eat. Pray. Love. that “Ruin is a gift. Ruin is the road to transformation.” Needless to say, the ending year brought in its fair share of great moments, sparkling ones even. And all these are enough reasons to be thankful to God. The polishing is definitely underway.

The coming year promises new beginnings and clean slates. I hope that I make good use of them. I know that I have a lot of things I need to work on and I want to be more proactive this coming year. To a better self and a productive year ahead, cheers! 😀

The Greatest Gift From God

“Ah, ha!” he exclaimed.” Then it was love that changed your life! And with it you found God.”

“I didn’t say that, Joseph.”

“But you did, Matthias you did! When you discovered how much you truly loved your wife and sons, you found God. God is Love! If we love one another, then God dwells within us. You cannot have one without the other. And when we know love, we have also found the Kingdom that so many, who do not understand this simple secret, will never find. The Kingdom of God, Matthias, is not on a cloud. It is WITHIN YOU. That is what Jesus told the people, time and again.”

“And they killed him for his efforts,” I said cynically.

“Son,” the old man said softly, “I did not come here this morning to preach to you. Your eyes have already been opened, I know. What you must learn to accept is that Jesus was murdered because he even loved those who would kill him, and they hated him because he loved them. They could not comprehend his love, for it flew against all reason. In a world that demands payment for all goods and services, and punishment for all crimes, leaving no room for charity or mercy or compassion. Sooner or later, all mankind will realize that the greatest cure for all the ills and the wrongs, the cares, the sorrows and crimes of humanity rests solely in acts of LOVE. LOVE IS THE GREATEST GIFT FROM GOD. It is the divine spark that everywhere produces and restores life. To each and every one of us, love gives us the power to work miracles with our own lives and those we touch.”

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Caterpillar in the tree
How you wonder who you’ll be
Can’t go far but you can always dream
Wish you may and wish you might
Don’t you worry, hold on tight
I promise you there will come a day
Butterfly fly away

 

Breakfast at Tiffany’s

Paul Varjak: You know what’s wrong with you, Miss Whoever-you-are? You’re chicken, you’ve got no guts. You’re afraid to stick out your chin and say, “Okay, life’s a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that’s the only chance anybody’s got for real happiness.” You call yourself a free spirit, a “wild thing,” and you’re terrified somebody’s gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you’re already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it’s not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land. It’s wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself.