MOVING ON

https://nyti.ms/2EDYkI7 Try reading the link above, which I have gathered from The New York Times. As with most events in our respective lives, we all go through moving on episodes. They can come quick, or slow, depending on the life you have. You will find the necessarily tools that can be used to help you do your own moving on act. In my case, I have been blogging on it since so many years ago. I would stop posting from time to time, and yet again, I get reminders from living my life. I keep being grateful, and learn to become better aware of these moving on moments in my life. SHAMELESS PLUGS: Thank you for checking this posting out. Being in a capitalist country, I will take this opportunity, too, to share my stakes in various business engagements I currently find my self in. You may check these stakes I have here in whatever manner available to you (given changes in procedures we have from time to time), copy and paste them on your browser (if that works for you), and be more

Above: My plantings as of August 22, 2016 Below: When They Were Planted July 11, 2016 After I've done my yoga practice and made brunch for myself earlier, I couldn't help but have some quick ruminations today.  I also made close observations on those plantings I have had since mid July this year. My friend Ed B gave me those stems from the cuttings he made from an older plant that he said originally came from a friend who brought them from Florida. Let me figure out that statement more closely.  I'm amazed at these simple but awesome yet generally ignored exhibitions of growth events happening in nature. I suppose it follows that we human beings have that in ourselves, that capacity to grow and expand even within just by ourselves. It continues even after we've died --- I have seen that from my deceased Father who in his casket continued to grow his mustache, somewhat.  I'm grateful for these capacities the whole universe has provided each on

On What Michelle Obama Wore When She Came Along With Barack Obama in Saudi Arabia I remarked "awesome!" With a sharing of a posting that received at least 10 likes and 2 shares from my Facebook network, I received an admonition from someone who believes otherwise that what Michelle Obama was not harmful..... Someone wrote down in my Facebook timeline "Why it would be awesome! ! Does respecting other people culture become a sin or f*ck a hit to them !! Ur not belongs to this region of the world .. as we never criticised ur damin open style you are living which against the sole of real Christinty .. don't share such stupid articles which only add hates between people . THANKS" The same person added: " By the way .. am not saudi and i dont wana be , its all about understand and respect" I replied: " U r entitled to ur own opinion, _______ --- that's essential in a real democracy --- & i respect ur right to express ur o

This movie, which I read about again in today's New York Times issue, indeed, ranks among the top movies in my own listing, too - saw it the first time years ago in the Philippines, in the '80s at the old Manila Film Center somewhere close to Manila Bay. More than what's being touted as a film on "transformation from rural life to city life," it's more about something else that I write about here in this blogsite. And I'm seeing it's actually more about "moving-on" that's always an underlying theme in one's life, especially for those married and with children, i.e. transition from growing up children to an empty nest. Watch the movie if you have the chance----I remember that it's not that known commercially, such that when I mentioned it to my Japanese co-workers when I still worked (for many years) in a Japanese company, they could not recall it---which is understandable, as it's in black & white, and Yasujiro Oji's ,

Window in the bathroom looking into a similar window at the next apartment View of the ongoing construction of another apartment building outside of my window, that creates some annoying noise A photo of myself using the help of the mirror in my tiny bedroom; I'm actually standing on the bed! Some of my books on the uppermost shelf in the bedroom A more sedate, darker view of my window, looking again into the construction across the street The fluorescent round lamp in contrast against the iron white-washed ceiling My portable, detachable reading lamp, with a framed picture of the Sto Nino given to me by a friend, plus a small multi-colored lamp best used with a lighted candle in it! Detail of the floral-style metal attachments of one of the mirrors inside my tiny bedroom "A pied a what?" I asked my friend when she tried to describe what I was trying to do by keeping a bed space (actually, a tiny, tiny bedroom somewhere in East Broadway, Chinatown in Manhattan, which I sh

In today's job market situation, you get to encounter a lot of ridiculous postings on Craigslist (and perhaps, other job sites as well). They make you think twice or do more pondering as to how these employers or prospective clients have sensed to figure out how to take advantage of people's desperation to get jobs...well, to tell you honestly, and from my previous experience doing HR work for nearly 20 years, you won't ever get a job because you are in a desperate situation. You get the job because you're the best fit, nothing more, nothing less. And here's more: the more you allow yourself to be taken advantaged of because you're in a desperate situation, the more you keep away from getting what you think you deserve. Of course, employers are almost always in search of those who are hungry, but they'd definitely won't deal with someone starving. Most employers are starving themselves, given the thin profit margins of most businesses nowadays (even th

Hope everyone who finds time to read this forwarded message, will also find in his / her heart the courage to actually do the hard work needed to come up with a good choice for a life partner! Note: Of course, I would not check the veracity of the facts behind the story, i.e. if this is just one of the mild concoctions of one frustrated writer (or more) out in the world wide web. But please feel free to share, anyway!!! If not, do as you please. Happy searching for a life partner! Vaya con Dios!! > For those who have loved and lost, and lost all over again and for those who are still looking…..for those who found it …. Good for you! =) > > > > PARTNERS AND MARRIAGE > > Eduardo Calasanz was a student at the Ateneo de Manila University, > Philippines where he had Father Ferriols as a professor. > Father Ferriols, at that time, was the Philosophy department head. > Currently he still teaches Philosophy

I just want to give credit to the wife for patiently teaching her American husband to learn to  speak Tagalog.  And she is a Visayan at that!  Very good work, indeed!  It also shows volumes about the kind of loving this couple must have for each other. I'm always surprised when I hear some Filipinos I meet here who'd apologize to me when they can't speak really good Tagalog to me.  I don't take it really as a slight (even if they don't know I do Tagalog tutorials here in NYC).   Now, it's always easier for people to relate better with their loved ones if they speak a common language.  There are practical considerations for this.  It makes everyday life lighter and easier to pursue;  so much is lost in translation which can be frustrating for someone who likes to express something in a language that he/she knows best. But I'm just sure the wife is just like most Filipinos who are tri-linguals, i.e. they speak at least 3 languages including Tagalog (on which &

I'm reminded by a hasty remark by a friend of a friend whose family have lived here in the US for the past 25 years.  She got so surprised at the idea of me teaching Tagalog on tutorial basis. She didn't ask about other details, but from the look of her eyes, she found the idea so disconcerting.  She's also from the Philippines, and their generation still speak the kind of Tagalog that's deep and respectful in tone (you'd know they speak their Tagalog in that particular manner by their age, certainly....noted for being deferential, kinda slow, & reserved); unlike the Tagalog that I've always known to be "Taglish (Tagalog & English combined or some say "conyotic"---don't know how to put the right N, if you know what I mean)," clipped and fast, without the "ho, po, opo, oho," & in a style that's notably as being from Manila as described once by a dear Visayan friend who remarked that Tagalogs speak Tagalog with a d

I remember this ad to be last Coke ad I've seen on local Philippine television prior to my leaving for the US in the start of 2nd quarter of 2006. It has that certain quaint appeal that's not difficult to miss. Of course, it's a TV commercial, and an apparently, very effective marketing material at that, without trying too hard, but a bit sweaty pie-ish in delivery (sigh! what can I say about good looking people who are smiling a lot, enthusiastically, and with lovely looking eyes from those joining the crowd, and the smooth flow of moments in this brief ad!)...I could be not among its targeted audience, but I nevertheless can sense its alluring quality. I also know from my knowledge about Manila that this ad was shot somewhere in Binondo, or Sta Cruz.  Being a Tagalog tutor in a country other than the Philippines, I can see some other special things about the use of Tagalog in the ad. And in this analysis-of-a-response, I understood something in Tagalog, and I'm desc