Live for Your Why’s

The world’s troubles can drown us, but our why’s can keep us afloat.

What is your “Why”? Are you living according to purpose? Are you living for something? Or, you’re just living because you don’t have any choice?

There are two significant days in a human life – the day you were born and the day you find out why. – Mark Twain

I’m so excited to share with you my “Passion x Purpose” Project coming out in 12 days, as I also celebrate my 28th birthday! Living for my Why’s!


Your Worth, Your Rights, Your Price

What can you buy with one thousand pesos in the Philippines (20usd)?

A thousand peso is just half of my weekly school allowance, even less than my monthly coffee expenses, only a third of my monthly mobile plan bill, and a single fee I pay for a bodyhair cold wax service. My list of personal expenses worth a thousand pesos can go on, but my point is – I cannot live with just a thousand pesos for a month. So, what more a government institution designed to protect and preserve the rights and liberty of humans?

Yesterday (September 13, 2017), the Philippines House of Representatives approved a monthly budget of one thousand pesos only for our Commission on Human Rights (CHR). This was shocking, devastating, and heart-piercing.

How could they do that? What were they thinking? Were they on a sound mind or are they up to something?

I cannot see a good rationalization with this national concern. More so, when someone said, “since the CHR only defends the criminals, then they should have asked their budget from the criminals as well.”

Criminals? Aren’t they humans too? Unless, I wasn’t informed that they are now plants and animals.

I am just one of the few Filipinos who are upset about this. I’m upset because I don’t know what’s going on in the minds of our lawmakers. I’m upset because my friends in nationbuilding are ranting (instead of collaborating) here and there and some blame it on one person alone, whom they beleived is the brain behind all these. If only one brain is behind all these things, then this makes our lawmakers brainless. It sounds like people power, impeachment cases, and coups are around the corner again.

But, let me go back to the word “few” because that is what bothers and affects me the most. There are millions of Filipinos, but only a number cringed with the CHR budget passed by our congressmen. Aren’t we all humans? Shouldn’t we fear the fact that our rights can be threatened or is already threatened by this?

What is upsetting me more is that no one among my students (both Senior High and College students) seem to care. I welcome all the rants my nationbuilder friends poured out on social media. I really do. I read every word of it; they are entitled to their own opinions and emotions.

But, my students!!! Not a single one cried foul. 😭 Don’t they even know their rights? their worth? their value as a human being? Do they watch the news and read the papers? If they are more concerned with the class suspensions and the latest Korean Oppa, then what kind of future our country will have?

It makes me question my profession as a Public School Teacher and a Nurse. Who do we blame for the youth’s innocence, vulnerability, and lack of empathy? I took the blame to myself. I have a part on shaping the future, and I am sorry I failed somehow. 😭😓 I’ll give my best to work on this, to make the youth the best hope for our nation’s next generations.

To the Filipino youth reading this, I hope that you will be secured that your worth and rights are far higher than a thousand pesos. Not because the institution that is meant to preserve and protect our integrity as humans is not given enough worth, we already become worthless humans with an affordable price for our rights.

Know your worth and your rights. Above all, know that you are priceless!

Our lives are priceless, and our rights – to exist, to live, to voice out and be heard, to be given a name, to be educated, cared for, and valued, are ours to claim and defend for.

Do not be silent. Let your voice be heard because that is your RIGHT, most especially now that it is being threatened and priced below its real worth. It is not just your future we are talking about here but the future of our country.

Kabataan, ikaw pa din ang pag-asa ng bayan. Gumising ka at mamulat, bago pa mahuli ang lahat. Karapatan mo ay ipaglaban at pahalagahan.

Images are grabbed from Google


Let’s talk about Murder

War there. Killing here.

Corpse there. Bullets here.

Evidence there. Drugs here.

What made killings and illegal drugs so rampant and popular these days is that we are officially talking about it. Illegal drugs and injustice has long been an issue of our country. But, we only talked about it out in the open when the elected-President speaks about it like it is a common, usual topic. He talks about killing people like it is a normal thing to do.

BUT, isn’t it really normal?

Even before he won, there were killings everywhere, but we don’t talk about it. The media doesn’t put it on the headlines. We’re not informed about it, so we can not talk about it. We were silent.

How many innocent blood have been shed and lives lost that we have not heard of? How many children, mother, father, and old people who died a tragic death but were not mourned and prayed for? How many families cried for justice but were never heard in the past years and even decades?

Yet, we scream now #SILENTNOMORE

Why only now?

Where were us when the Prison Guards of Bilibid where shoot down by gunmen hired by those rich druglords in prison? Where were us when fathers raped their daughters and mothers sold their children to foreigners? Where were us when bodies were chopped and thrown in the ocean or locked in a luggage? Did we mourn for them? Did we cry foul? Did we say ‘enough’? Did we even blame anyone for it?

If we look at our crime rates, we can probably enumerate a lot of instances that we have been silent for the past decades, yet we only speak now.

During his presidential campaign, Mr.President said that if ever he wins, “it’s gonna be bloody”, and so it is now. It’s bloody because we can openly see it, hear about it and talk about it. Killings do not happen in the dark and shootings are not done in secluded areas anymore. Public areas such as malls, highways, streets, and homes are now the murder arena. There are bodies left dead out in the open. There are those who were killed and are mourned by a number of Filipinos because “we are silent no more”.

If we can talk about it in the open, then openly and collectively, we can address it. We are not to tolerate murder (because it appears to be normal now), rather we can confront it straight to the eye and condemned it as a sin, a thing that only the devil does.

Let’s talk about murder. Isn’t it what God has done when he faced Cain? He knows what Cain did, but He still asked of his brother. Do you think God was not there when Cain murdered Abel? God was there, but He also wants to hear it out from Cain, himself.

How about us? Aren’t we supposed to be talking about the murders of our brothers?

I just hope that before we open our mouths to be silent no more, may we also remember the deaths of those who do not make it to the news and our knowlege.

May we not neglect the fact that we are our brothers keepers and that the things we did to them and what we failed to do for them are still our accountability to God.

May we not blame one man alone, just because he was the first one to talk about this in public. You can call me bias, but this is a democratic country with millions of people who are supposed to be responsible for each other.

May we all remember that it is the Lord who gives and takes away life. He is the Author of everything. He allowed such things to happen from appointing the President to what’s happening in our country today. He was, is, and will always be in control.

This is not just the time to be silent no more, but this is the time that we confess our sins – a thing that Cain failed to do, even when God asked him to.

God said…

“if my people who are called by my name humble themselves, and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and heal their land.” -2 Chronicles 7:14

Photo grabbed from Google images


It’s More Than Just an Initial

Yesterday, I was asked if my name was correctly and completely spelled in the letter sent to me because it will reflect on my new identification card. I replied with, “My middle name or initial is missing.”

Since I was kinda eavesdropping, the man on the other table, who undergoes the same questioning as me, asked, “Hindi niyo ba talaga nilalagay ang middle name? (Do you really intend not to place the middle name?)”

Hearing myself and the man’s reply, I can say that you will know a person’s love for his/her mother when he/she demands for that middle name or initial. I know it is not much proof, but it is somehow significant.

I know it is only a single letter in my name, but that means so much to me as a child of my mother. That letter is the only visible thing in my name that proves who my mother is.

I remember a College Professor who once said, “Do not ever forget to write your middle initial. It’s a sign of respect and appreciation to your mother.” And I believe him, because it is true.

“Do not ever forget to write your middle initial. It’s a sign of respect and appreciation to your mother.”

My mother carried me in her womb for nine months, painfully gave birth to me, and sustains me with all my basic needs and event wants for 27 years now. Isn’t it only fitting that I would want to recognize her as part of me?

Honor Your Father and Your Mother. This is one of the 10 Commandments. If I honor my father by keeping and protecting his name, then it is only right that I demand to have my mother’s name with me even if it is just a single letter. It may only be an initial, but it means so much when you really love your mother.

I love you, Ma!


Chase and Catch

Allow me to be very open with you (in this post), folks. The past years were tough in the area of dating and relationships with the opposite sex. Being beautiful, faithful and successful (ehem) has a very high toll you know. People are expecting me to be dating good men, but sadly, I didn’t. I failed in that area. 

Never heard about this, eh? ‘Coz I don’t post it on social media. 😂  Since I am secretive and proud, I’m not the kind who would share what I’m going through with anyone (until I stumbled). I won’t go into details about these past experiences and hurts of mine, but I’ll share with you what I learned (the hard way) in this area.

1. Never ever let your guard down. I learned this in Muay Thai, but I failed to apply it in practice. I keep on saying my heart was guarded, not knowing that my heart have already been opened wide and ready to be torn apart. I thought I was still guarded even after the first date, but nah, I let my guard down the moment I first replied with a “Hi” and stayed up late for midnight chats. 😂 Save yourself from heartaches and eyebags. Be with someone who would take time to talk with you eye-to-eye rather than someone who will cause additional weight to your eyebags. You are meant to be protected!

2. Never ever run a race not worth running. If it is not worth it, stop. I can run for hours in the treadmill ‘coz its for my fitness. But, running after someone? No way! Do you think God will be pleased seeing you run after a frog when there are princes available around? You are meant to be pursued!

3. Never ever pursue what is not meant for you. How did I know that it was not meant for me? I asked God, though I should have asked God first before I put on that running shoes and had that first step (but still it was better late than never). You are meant to obey God!

4. Never ever hold on to what is meant to be let go of. How will I know that it is already time to let go? Ask what will make God smile, running away or staying? I chose the former, and I can feel God’s pleasure when I did that. You are meant to be free from worry and pain!

5. Never ever attach yourself to temporary things, choose what will stay. I loved the “goodmornings” and “goodnights” messages, but I’d rather say “goodbye” than settle for what I know is not meant to last. You are meant to be loved forever!

6. Never ever settle for an “almost” and a “maybe”, choose what is “always” and “sure”. Do I even have to explain this? 😂 But seriously, don’t settle for what will make you wonder (and worry) about your future. Be with someone who you can see and build your future around with. You are meant to be secured!

7. Never ever settle for the pressure around you. If you are 27 and surrounded by older people, you will receive daily unwelcome advices. Just know when (and who) to listen! You are meant for God’s best at God’s perfect time, so don’t be pressured by others’ opinion and your biological clock!

Again, I’ve learned these things the hard way, and (after a haircut) I am now moving on and okay again for dating, hoping that this time I’ll do it right. I hope this post helps you. 😊

P.S. Remember what they say about having so many fish in the ocean? You are not the one supposed to chase and catch the fish. You are one of those fish. You are meant to be braved the waters with and to be patiently catched! You are a good catch, darling. (Just be careful with the baits. 😉)


Cure for the Insecure

It’s officially summer here in the Philippines! Summer means having sun-kissed skin and extra-bodyweight, at least for me (because I once heard someone who said that if you have not gained weight or have darker skin during summer that means you have not enjoyed the season). Having been to the beach already, I now have a darker complexion compared to my natural skin color. In just a week, I already heard of countless compliments from different girl friends even from strangers on how they like my “tan”. I really love having this I-went-to-the-beachskin.

One thing bothers me about having this temporary complexion is that I cannot understand why the women who say they like my summer tan are also the same women who are after having fairer skin. In fact, I even heard one who informed me before that she envies women like me who were born with naturally fair skin. Now that my skin is no longer fair due to constant sun exposure, she still envies me? She envies me when I’m fair and she envies me now that I have a tan complexion. Obviously, the problem is not with my skin color.

Whenever people tells me that I’m getting fat, I only replied with, “Did I get ugly?” because why would I fret being fat? Fats can only make me look unfit but never ugly. So, when insecure women tell me I get darker, I also respond with, “Am I ugly with this skin color?” because then again, I know I’m beautiful in whatever shape, size and color. Don’t get me wrong here. The beauty that I’m talking about goes beyond what meets the eye.


Acceptance, Confidence, and Security are the things I know (and have) that battle and cure one of the cancers of society called Insecurity.

The society can never have a single standard for beauty, but you can always ACCEPT your own beauty. There are women who wants fairer skin because they have brown complexion, while women who are fair uses tanning lotions to get darker skin. See? Why not accept your own color? or your weight? At least there’s one person in this world who accepts your beauty for whatever it is.

It takes CONFIDENCE to show that you have fully accepted your own beauty. Even when the weighing scale told me that I’m already obese, I still confidently wear cute girly dresses. Even when I am surrounded by long-legged ladies, I still confidently walk around them with my chin up, chest out and my flabby stomach in. Why would I let other people stop me from showing the “fearfully and wonderfully made” creation of God in me? If you know and believe that God created all things as good, pleasing and perfect, then why will you be insecure? Aren’t you created by God too?

When I came back after my summer getaway, I showed some of my pictures to my mother. I told her that those pictures are unfiltered because the beauty of the place does not need to be filtered. Then she told me that I should have filtered my size. Ouch! What a comment from my own mother! If I am insecure, I could have been offended by those words. But, nah! I took that lightly. Why? Because I look like my mother, if she calls me ugly or fat, then I can just say, “I look like you, Ma. If I’m ugly that is because you are ugly” and we would just laugh at it.

In the same way, if we know and believe that we are the daughters of the King of kings, then we should act likewise. Is there a princess who is insecure of her status? If the all-powerful God is your dad, then will there be anything to be insecure of? I hope that when you finally have an answer to this question, you’ll be able to accept your own kind of beauty, walk confidently in it, and be secured with the fact that you are God’s masterpiece.

Be secured with the fact that you are God’s masterpiece.

“You are altogether beautiful, my love; there is no flaw in you.” – Song of Solomon 4:7

“I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well.” – Psalm 139:14

“So we do not lose heart. Though our outer self is wasting away, our inner self is being renewed day by day.” – 2 Corinthians 4:16