Tig-sulat pud baya ko…

Are you tired with your life?

Bored with your relationships?

Stressed at work?

You need to refresh! Take time off to assess your life and re-focus your perspectives.

AT THE CROSSROADS—Past Forward Intensified, a 3-day camp on February 23–25, 2007 at Mambukal Mountain Resort. It aims to discuss different relationships of the participants with God, themselves, families and workplace, and to get them more zealous and committed in their professions by reinforcing them in their different
areas of expertise.

Among the topics are Stress Management, Law of Process, Entrepreneurship, Handling Relationships, Multi-tasking and Prioritizing.

Speakers include Mr. Cito Beltran, TV personality and former TV Host of ANC’s Straight Talk, Mr. Rex Resurreccion, author of the best selling book “Called to Excel”, Dr. Roy Salathiel Verzosa, Instructor, The Apollos Project and Mr.Bach John “BJ” Sebastian, Corporate Planning Director of JG Summit Holdings, Inc., a division of the Gokongwei Group of Companies.

The camp is open to all professionals, government workers,  entrepreneurs,church leaders and pastors, employers or employees,  and anyone that is in the crossroads of his life.

Registration is at P 1,500.00/participant inclusive of aircon
accommodation, food, transportation from assembly point to camp site and camp materials. For non-aircon accommodation, registration is at P1,200.00/participant.

For more information or to register, please call Ms. Arbee Arceo, 709-0050 or 0919-5227255 or Ms. Edna “Apple” Criador, 4341109 loc 103 or 0920-4737237.

“All my bags are packed, I’m ready to go…”

Oh yeah, I’m more than ready to go except that my bags are not packed yet.  I am supposed to be on my way to

Bacolod

now to pack my things but, no, I am here in this familiar room I used to call mine, keying in some stupid thoughts with little streaks of intelligence <naks>.

I am ready to go.

I try convincing myself that.  I am ready to go.  Yeah, I keep telling myself.  The more I believe I am, the more I feel I am not.  I am ready to go.  But there are things I have to leave. Dumaguete and its rhythmic rain. Bais and its idyllic homesteads. 

Cebu

and its surprising episodes.

Bacolod

and its pretentious sweetness.  Ah, Visayas and its people—friends and fans alike.

I am ready to go.

I have been welcomed with warmth at the other end—my supposed destination.  I know I should be there.  There, where I have to brave the fast lanes.  There, where I have to keep my eyes rolling for predators in angelic casing.  There, where life is more about making a choice between ‘eat or be eaten’.  There, where I have to traverse rivers of risks and dangers.  But I know it’s there where I can grow.  It’s there where I can be maximised. It’s there where I can be of greater benefit to others.

I am ready to go.

To turn my back to mishaps… glories… pains… existence… life.  And maybe… just maybe… face new mishaps… new glories… new pains… new existence… new life.  Ah, indeed change is one permanent thing!

I am ready to go. Am I really?

Time is a monster that cannot be reasoned with. It responds like a snail to our impatience, then it races like a gazelle when you can’t catch a breath.

-Joe Wentworth, “Simon Birch”

"Dreamers seldom wake, to find there dreams come true…"

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Here I am catching up American Idol replay on ABC 5, and contemplated on my desire to be…ahem, ahem… a judge. Hehe.

By the way, Simon Cowell is the manager of Il Divo, the classical cross-over all-male quartet.  And they are performing on the 20th. Wish I could watch but, man, the ticket prices just won’t fit in the boojay.  Hmmmm, wish I was part of the Il Divo quintet…Less ambitious would be me being a baritone for its Filipino counterpart…Hehe.

A movie, though, I can afford.  But why pay when you can have it for free?

I watched "Stranger Than Fiction" preview, and man, the movie was simply great. I was in this room filled with movie critics, writers, and some celebs intellectually enjoying the stream of exchanges in that wonderfully-woven script. Thanks to Orlan for his movie club passes. Maybe, I can be a critic, too. Hehe.

Or maybe, I can be a celebrity…Nah! I don’t like being flocked…Hahaha… But then, maybe I can try out becoming a voice actor.  Yep, heard me alright.  Voice actor. 

I was in a conversation with Noel Jon last Sunday and we were talkin’ about careers.  I blurted that I really wanted to become a voice actor.  And that led to discovering what are other "odd" job options.

So let me talk about that dream.  I think my move to Manila brings me closer to realizing that.  Yep, it’s here where that sort of service is needed, most.  Or maybe a voice over, a narrator, a DJ, a radio announcer…Ah, all in the name of vox. Hmmm…media moguls, I am your man. Hehe.

It may be a joke but ’tis true.

I don’t know whether the realization is here and now…or maybe when I am 50 and (re)tired.

But well, a dream is a wish your heart makes.  I am making that wish.  I am making that prayer…that it’ll be soon.

by Ernest Dale Acar

Did I rouse the tiger?

Now I am running away…

I can no longer hear the voice

Of the wild winds.

For what fills the air

Is the roar of the tiger’s.

Running away…

For death awaits

In the crevices of its fangs.

Now I am a victim

Of a circumstance I crafted.

Running away…

Fleeing in fear,

Elbows for my own biting.

I blame not the tiger

But all fault I take

For ‘tis my venture

In its coniferous habitation

That led to its full awakening.

I am but regretting

What a fool’s part I played.

To be wise again,

I learned.

Never a mêlée with the tiger,

Even play in its quarter.

I will miss the wild winds’ call

For a time or so.

But with the roar’s fading,

The winds, I will be lulled.