
This one I am writing at this moment is impromptu, I usually type and make sentences in Microsoft Document, then afterwards, read it then post it on my blog, this time I want everything that comes out of my mind to be literally type written here. While listening to a ballad song, I am thinking of what to do next, this seems to be multitasking. I don't even think if I will make sense and if I will have a topic to tackle up. So, I wanna make loose. Sometimes I think of having a video blog but then due to the incapacity of materials needed, I just ended up writing all the time. I knew I could express myself and say everything I wanted to jot down thru writing.
Here it goes.This has got to be one of the boring days of my life. But previously, and what I have said way back, when I am bored or I feel to have the mood to write, I usually end up in scribbling notes while into a journey, or simply sitting quietly in a corner or just facing my desktop. After all, my thoughts distinctness still functions with sense. I am monophobic before, I have this fear , but now, I can cope with it somehow. Sometimes, everybody needs to be alone and stay in stillness. Right then quietly with solitude, you can hear your thoughts, you can reach deep within yourself, you can focus. I get some good thinking and re-charge time during day out, or in my room, but the retreats are more focused on thinking about creative problems that I’m wanting to solve. That’s why I intentionally carve time out. I make room for creativity. Intentionally. The best example of what I mean by a retreat is a weekend with God, at home with family. I enjoy baby sitting my nieces and my nephew. Sharing laughter with my siblings, asking my parents' situation towards their health.So with my TITA NORMA, my FAMILY owes a lot to her.She's the best AUNT, nothing compares to her and we love her so much despite of her talking attitude (and i don't wanna to stress it here enough.I just leave it in the house yo!LOL!) Oh my! I remember my childhood and I wanna say something about it now , since this is random and nothing particular topic to say about, I just want to share it here. Read on!!!LOL!
When I was a child, I used to go with my papa, I remember I used to go with his co-workers and employees, I heard them teasing papa, that mama sent me to guard him, and they all laugh. I can even recall my papa's passion riding on his classic bicycle and follows the safe road until he gets into his office. I remember how my papa enjoyed playing his favorite music on his stereo and he let us (me and my siblings) dance to the tune of “Chikitita”. How simple life was. When I think about my childhood memories with my papa, I remember most his thirst for learning; he shared and transmitted his commitment to knowledge. My father’s love of discussion was coupled with a deep curiosity about all fields of learning. Mama and Papa have never failed to remind us to finish studies first and we can do whatever we want after school. They always inspire us and motivate us until now. I have watched "CLICK" for the Nth time, and the movie made me shed tears still every time I watch it. The line "FAMILY COMES FIRST" has always been a reminder to me that whatever happens, my family is always my priority, second to God. I know I am better equipped to weed out the non essential stuff and focus the things I want to express and have creatively. With their presence, I am motivated and inspired. With my family around me, I find solitude :)
Okay, I thought I have no particular topic this time but if I will go back and read this stuff, it is all about solitude and being alone quietly. My best writing, and in fact the best of anything I’ve done, was created in solitude.
Just a few of the benefits I’ve found from solitude:
- time for thought
- in being alone, we get to know ourselves
- we face our demons, and deal with them
- space to create
- space to unwind, and find peace
- time to reflect on what we’ve done, and learn from it
- isolation from the influences of other helps us to find our own voice
- quiet helps us to appreciate the smaller things that get lost in the roar
-dyoyzee-


