COCOONED

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When the outside has been giving you more than you can take. When you're pushed and pulled in all directions. When scenes are moving too hastily. And when everything else seems to fail... You always have yourself to go back to. Shut out everything and cocooned in your own protection. For while the outside of you sometimes is not in your full grasp, only in the inside can you be in control.. Until you are ready to face the world again. But until then, you stay in the comfort of your own cocoon. It can be surprisingly too comforting that you wish to stay there for a much longer time... And who knows 'til when..

Too many candles to blow!

My birth month is ending and I hardly noticed. B-day greetings, a one- day feast at home, a KFC treat for my officemates, and nothing made a difference. After all, what is there to celebrate for getting another year older?? All I know is the panicky feeling in keeping a tight grip of any remaining youth that is left of me. And sooner than later, I'd be wrinkled.. and ugly.. and all other things that my vanity can barely accept!

Though one day I'd be wrinkled and undesirable for the world to see, but one day it wouldn't matter. Because the essence of living is to be desirable in the eyes of God. And, THAT, I have to convince myself! (hehe)..

For this month of my birth, let me answer the same question we were asked during our batch reunion... WHAT AM I AND WHAT HAVE I BECOME?

Well, aside from my occasional problems in vanity, I have gone this far in life happy and at peace.

More than three decades gone by, I certainly have gone wiser. But it's not wise to think that I'm all that wiser. There will always be mistakes committed along the way, but that's okay. A mistake committed is an opportunity to reap for another wisdom.In every digit added up to my age, I have gone wiser ENOUGH to discover that to "decrease yourself" is the key to real happiness. Taking ourselves highly and prized, massage our egos so constantly, and always feeling the need to "fight for our rights". Oh they sure are perfect ways to hurts and lack of inner peace... Fighting for my rights. I have this inner struggle. Can't tolerate "injustice" and the hell, I will stick to my gun! PRIDE corrupts me. But slowly, I'm perfecting how it is not to sweat the small stuff...

I have learned to "Increase God" and take the limelight away from myself. I am born for God, not for myself. So let it be. From time to time, in my enlightened moments, I have seen the truth in this. In this aspect, I still have so much to explore.

I now understand what my mom told us that hearts don't grow old. I was too young to comprehend, then. I just thought it was an amazing thing to hear. Now, I'm getting more gray hair popping out my crowning glory. I have fine lines that, thank God, I can still manage to minimize. But my heart still feels so young. With all its scars and brokenness, it still feels brand new. Amazing indeed!

It's comforting enough to know that I'm heading on the right track. I am a work in progress..
I guess I'm fine. So, happy birthday to myself!

Let's sit and and talk awhile

This is my blog, my little coffee nook. Though it moves and revolves around my life story and does not talk actually about coffee all the time (from time to time, yes), but it will constantly have the feel, the look and the smell of a cozy coffee nook. Latte, cappuccino, mocha, macchiato.. name it. They burst their lingering aroma here, and just so heavenly!

Sipping coffee with friends can be the best way to make conversations. Even gloomy stories turn out to be a little less so... But for the meantime, friends don't know anything about my little coffee nook. One day they will. But for now , I choose to have my alone time here.. with a cup of coffee in hand. I am savoring the moment. Building a better relationship with myself. And maybe find a better version of me.. Eventually, and maybe soon enough, I will try to find new friends along the way. I don't hesitate to have some. After all, people gather around where coffee is. "Let's have coffee", we say... when we mean, "let's talk and catch up on each other's lives".

A COFFEE LOVE SONG, to begin with

Falling in love at a coffee shop by Landon Pigg

I think that possibly, maybe I’m falling for you

Yes theres a chance that I’ve fallen quite hard over you.

I’ve seen the paths that your eyes wander downI want to come too

I think that possibly, maybe I’m falling for you

No one understands me quite like you do

Through all of the shadowy corners of me

I never knew just what it was about this old coffee shop

I love so much

All of the while I never knew

I never knew just what it was about this old coffee shop

I love so much

All of the while I never knew

I think that possibly, maybe I’m falling for you

Yes theres a chance that I’ve fallen quite hard over you.

I’ve seen the waters that make your eyes shine

Now I’m shining too

Because oh because

I’ve fallen quite hard over you

If I didn’t know you, I’d rather not know

If I couldn’t have you, I’d rather be alone

I never knew just what it was about this old coffee shop

I love so much

All of the while I never knew

I never knew just what it was about this old coffee shop

I love so much

All of the while, I never knew

All of the while , all of the while

It was you