Link to Women's Month Dance Video

Juanas and Juans, here is the link where you can download the dance video of "Juana Ikaw Na Ang Manguna" the official song and dance for the 2015 National Women's Month Celebration.

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2015 National Women's Month Official Dance Song and Instructional Video

Juana, Ikaw Na ang Manguna!

2015 National Women’s Month Celebration Theme Song

Music and Lyrics by: Nikki Delos Santos-Francisco

Musical Arranger: Diwa De Leon
Video Production: Philippine Commission on Women, 
National Commission for Culture and the Arts and Shirley Halili-Cruz School of Ballet

I

Di magaganap ang pagbabago

Kung walang mangangahas na tumayo

Masdan mo ang lipunang nagpapayo

Na kailangan ng isang katulad mo

REFRAIN:

Makinig ka sa akin

Tinig ko ngayo’y dinggin

Pagkakataon na natin

Ikaw na ang tatanghalin

CHORUS:

Kailan pa, kung 'di ngayon na?

Sino pa, kung 'di ikaw, Juana

Galing mo’y ilabas na

Ang bukas sayo’y itataya

Desisyon mo’y mahalaga

Dulot ay pag-asa

Juana, ikaw na ang manguna

II

Simulan mo na ang pamumuno

‘Pagkat tatag at lakas mo ay sandigan ko

Pangako ng pagsulong ang matatamo

Sama-sama sa pagbangon ng bayan ko

(Repeat Refrain and Chorus)

For more information, visit www.pcw.gov.ph

coffee bean & tea leaf

One of the things I like with CBTL Katipunan is the way they put these life tips on your coffee cup. It makes me stop for a while and smile, reminding myself that life, like a cup of tea or coffee is here to be enjoyed. Hot or cold; bitter or sweet; alone or with company -- savor the taste and the moment or just rush and gulp every ounce -- the choice will always be yours.

dream, act, learn and live

failure

The Soulmate You Deserve (and the one I am looking for)

By CODY GOHL | DEC. 10, 2012 

"He will tell all of his friends that you are breathtaking. And when they smile politely he’ll repeat it, slowly, No, I mean really, truly breeaaatthhhtakkkiinnngg, will insist that they think about what it would feel like to have the very wind sucked out of them and placed inside of a music box. They won’t understand, but it will be the best way he will know how to describe why when you looked at him for the first time, all he could hear was music and the sound of his own breathing.

You will meet him at a pie-eating contest or at a bad house party or because you happen to be the only two people who like going to the park when it rains. He will be friendly and ask you for your name. You will give it to him. You will talk for hours and when he finally asks for your telephone number, you’ll hesitate. Take the chance, give him your number, ask him out to coffee. He will say yes to anything you ask of him because he loves like you love: sometimes too eagerly, sometimes too early, but always deeply.

He won’t be the most handsome or the most successful person you've ever met. His left front tooth will be a little crooked and his favorite movie will be something embarrassing like Must Love Dogs or The Lakehouse, but he’ll fill your days with small surprises, like stuffing all of the pockets of all of your pants and coats with your favorite candy on your birthday. He’ll write things like Have a beautiful smile and Be loved on all of your to-do lists, checking them off in thick red ink. When he walks into your living room to find you dancing, half-naked, to I want it that way he will not laugh or mock you, but will grab your hand and sing every word at the top of his lungs. And when you accidentally knock over a drink at an important dinner, he’ll knock over his entire plate to save you from embarrassment.

You will shimmy your way through many decades together. You will choose the paint for the walls of your home based on the silliness of their names: tantalizing tangerine, indigo dream. You will name your children after your favorite characters from your favorite books and he will teach them important things like the difference between frogs and toads and how to whistle with their index and pinky fingers. It won’t always be an easy life, but it will be a life of dancing on tabletops and too-strong margaritas, of embarrassing-the-kid kisses and quiet afternoons with no words, no sounds other than the crinkle of pages he will turn in the book you’re both reading while nesting on the couch.

For him, you will be the light at the end of the tunnel, the halo of glowing yellow that he has been waiting for. Never forget that you are someone worth steering for, someone worth the swift kick in the opposite direction worth all of the trials and checklists and almost rights because you are a mountaintop, the crush of violet on skin from a rainbow that seems so close to the earth that it must be real. When he comes to you, gorge on his compassion. Fill yourself completely. He will think you a miracle, a revelation and will count himself as the lucky one. Do not question him or yourself — this is exactly the kind of love you deserve."


My thoughts: I am not dreaming of a fairy-tale like love story where the princess finds her prince or ms. damsel in distress is saved by a knight in shining armor who falls in love with her then they will live happily ever after. I am not a princess and life is not a fairy tale. I am definitely not a damsel in distress -- actually, some of my friends point out that I seem to be so independent, empowered and yet a goody-good girl, so guys shy away from me (and I reacted: "I am whaaaat???"). I am definitely not sorry for what I am, perhaps I am sorry for what they think I am, without really -- as in really at least trying to know me beyond what is superficial. Contrary to popular belief (well, if my friends are really right with their hypothesis on my non-existent love life), I am not a self-centered and dominatrix playing hard to get bratinela from the palace. Neither am I a fragile lass who must be protected from the harsh elements and dubious people of this earth at all costs. I am a normal human being, living an ordinary life (read: I live, I feel, I eat, I work, I earn, I get tired, I get cranky, I need rest...). Like many people, I also want a life partner -- and by that I mean a boyfriend/husband who will see and treat me as such -- a partner. I want someone who really communicates -- I don't want to play guessing games or hide and seek -- I mean, I think I am much of a grown up for those flirting things. I want someone whom I can talk with about life, about love, about us, about dreams, hopes, the future, about our fears, frustrations, desires, fantasies, about anything and everything -- someone who listens and talks to share what's in his mind. I am not looking for a knight in shining armor or a superhero. Neither am I looking for a perfect guy -- why should I? I am definitely not a perfect girl, but that's exactly the point. I want someone who, like me, sees and acknowledges that we are both imperfect, but we can see beyond those imperfections and work things out together. Someone who can ride along with my brand of humor in the same way that I can get along with his. I want someone with whom I can be weird, eccentric, deviant, or silly from time to time yet still accept me for that; in the same vein, that someone will not be afraid or shy to let me see his idiosyncrasies -- and I will accept or even love that quirky side of him. I want someone with whom I will grow up and grow old with, with bits and pieces of child-like craziness on the side. I want someone whom I can genuinely respect -- yep, I may be like a wonder girl sometimes but still, I am looking for that guy who can remind me that I need to stop for a while -- and yes, I will listen! But does he really exist? I believe so...maybe he is not exactly like this for now, but he will be once we're together. What made me think so? Because love, as in life itself is a series of negotiations; of drawing and redrawing boundaries; of constantly changing to be a better person for one's self and for others. Yes, I am not looking for a perfect guy and I am not a perfect girl, but we can be stick together and form a bond that will perfectly fit us together -- from dusk 'til dawn; through crests and troughs; through triumphs, defeats and constant trying...that is the kind of love that I deserve.

harnessing mutual understanding and respect through listening thoughtfully

Mutual understanding and mutual respect grows out of listening thoughtfully. We need to master the skill of holding our judgment until we fully understand what others are saying. We need not agree with other people’s ideas but we must strive to treat them and their ideas with respect. We need to learn how to listen without condemnation; listen long enough to truly understand their ideas, and how strongly they feel about it before sharing our own perspective on the matter. If all people can master this, imagine how much better this world would be. But we live in an imperfect world where not everything is ideal. Nevertheless, it wouldn’t hurt us much if we try to thoughtfully listen to people whom we interact.

No need to rush...

If it's meant to be, it will happen

in the right time

at a right place

with the right person

for the best reason

and a perfect situation

WM Day 2: readings and thoughts....

Women's Month Day 2: Drained from a ten-hour TDC discussion...exhausted of thinking about the series to come...feeling bad that it seems that I need a miracle to happen to meet what is expected of me...

I stopped and closed my eye for a few minutes...then I read this from the tiny book, A Don't Sweat the Small Stuff Treasury by Dr. Richard Carlson discussed:

Acknowledge the Totality of Your Being

Zorba the Greek was said to have described himself as "the whole catastrophe." The truth is, we're all the whole catastrophe, only we wish that we weren't. We deny the parts of ourselves that we deem unacceptable rather than accepting the fact that we're all less than perfect.

One of the reasons it's important to accept all aspects of yourself is that it allows you to be easier on yourself, more compassionate. When you act or feel insecure, rather than pretending to be "together," you can open the truth and say to yourself, "I'm feeling frightened and that's okay." If you're feeling a little jealous, greedy, or angry, rather than deny or bury your feelings, you can open to them, which helps you move through them quickly and grow beyond them. When you no longer think of your negative feelings as a big deal, or as something to fear, you will no longer be as frightened by them. When you open to the totality of your being you no longer have to pretend that your life is perfect, or even hope that it will be. Instead you can accept yourself as you are, right now.

When you acknowledge the less than perfect parts of yourself, something magical begins to happen. Along with the negative, you'll also begin to notice the positive, the wonderful aspects of yourself that you may not have given yourself credit for, or perhaps even been aware of. You'll notice that while you may, at times, act with self-interest in mind, at other times you're incredibly selfless. Sometimes you may act insecure or frightened, but most often you are courageous. While you can certainly get uptight, you can also be quite relaxed.

Opening to the totality of your being is like saying to yourself, "I may not be perfect, but I'm okay just the way I am." When negative characteristics arise you can begin to recognize them as part of a bigger picture. Rather than judging and evaluating yourself simply because you're human, see if you can treat yourself with loving-kindness and great acceptance. You may indeed be "the whole catastrophe," but you can relax about it. So are the rest of us.
 
Yep, am not perfect. No one is by the way. I can only do so much. People who expect greater things from me may not be thinking about what is humanly possible and what is not. Most of the time, it's not the quantity but the quality that counts.

Yep, they could go on and rant as though their ranting can solve all the problems of the world. I will try to be calm, knowing that neither of us is perfect.

...and like all unhappy moments, this too shall pass...

going forth and facing the world

like a rainbow, you bring color to ordinary places. like a sunset, you add brilliance. like a river, you know the way. people turn to you because you give voice to dreams, notice little things, and make otherwise impossible imaginings appear real. you are a rare bird who thinks the world is beautiful enough to try to figure it out, who has the courage to dive into your wild mind and go swimming there. you are someone who still believes in cloud watching, people watching, daydreaming, tomorrow, favorite colors, silver clouds, dandelions, and sorrow. be sacred. be cool. be wild. go far. words do more than plan miracle seeds, with you writing them, they can change the world.

Winnie the Pooh said...

"If ever there's tomorrow when we're not together, there's something you must always remember: you are braver than you believe; stronger than you seem; and smarter than you think. But the most important thing is, even if we're apart, I'll always be with you"


nag-eemote rin pala pati si Winnie the Pooh!

of hearts and recklessness

Don't be reckless with other people's hearts.

Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.

-- shoutout ni mervin, nakikihiram lang.

wisdom from the ghost of claudius the cat

"if you look at the whole, you see how everything works together, and how everything is fluid and not fixed as we would have it. and if everything is fluid it means change is a good and necessary thing. so let change happen!"

FABH 101

It is better to have nobody than to have somebody who is half yours, half there, doesn't want to be there, or is there then suddenly disappears.

inappropriate

Inappropriate - not conforming with accepted standards of propriety or taste; undesirable; incorrect behaviour sa tagalog, hindi dapat, hindi angkop, hindi akma, hindi nababagay. Wala lang, share ko lang yun work of art ni auie na inspired ng salitang ito:

How inappropriate to hold my hands,

Yet long for someone else’s hands

For you to kiss my lips,

Yet long for someone else’s kiss

When you hold me in your arms,

Whose body are you feeling next to you?

And when we make love,

Whose skin is touching your skin?

What thought runs through your mind

And fires you lust?

Is it my body heat or the memory

Of someone who holds your heart?

Is there anything more inappropriate, 

(than) To have your corpse to love, to hold

While you hear lies somewhere else

With someone it beholds?

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Hindi nararapat, na ika'y naririto sa piling ko

Habang iba naman ang nasa isip mo

Kapag ako’y iyong hinahagkan,

Labi naman ng iba ang iyong natitikman

At habang nilalasap ang sarap sa aking kandungan

Kasiping mo’y iba hirang

Sabihin man nilang ako’y baliw

Basta ika’y nasa aking piling

At siya na tunay mong mahal

Nag-iisa sa gabing mapanglaw

All those men were there inside,

when she came in totally naked.

They had been drinking: they began to spit.

Newly come from the river, she knew nothing.

She was a mermaid who had lost her way.

The insults flowed down her gleaming flesh.

Obscenities drowned her golden breasts.

Not knowing tears, she did not weep tears.

Not knowing clothes, she did not have clothes.

They blackened her with burnt corks and cigarette stubs,

and rolled around laughing on the tavern floor.

She did not speak because she had no speech.

Her eyes were the colour of distant love,

her twin arms were made of white topaz.

Her lips moved, silent, in a coral light,

and suddenly she went out by that door.

Entering the river she was cleaned,

shining like a white stone in the rain,

and without looking back she swam again

swam towards emptiness,

swam towards death.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Fable of the Mermaid and the Drunks From: ‘Estravagario’

Pablo Neruda: Selected Poems in Translation

“Listen, you’re in terrible pain, but I promise you it will pass and that you won’t always feel this way. It’s a natural part of it. Your whole perspective about time and about yourself is screwed up. There are more men out there whom you’ve never met who will become important in your life only if you don’t mess it up now by killing your self and getting back to that creep.”

there are things that we regret

words we wished had gone unused

starts that had bitter endings

chances we threw away

roads we should not have taken

signes we didn't see

hearts we hurt needlessly and

wounds we wish we could mend

but life gets that much harder

the past cannot be rewritten; but it can make you stronger

be thankful

for every change life has thrown you

for every break in your heart

for every scar...

some pages were turned

some bridges were burned

but you had lessons learned.

The test of our secure being, of our connectedness, is the capacity to enjoy being alone. The person whose relationships are not compulsive is one who values his or her own company. It is easier to be comfortable with a self that is capable of creating satisfying attachments to life. We then welcome periods of solitude where we can exercise and express that self -- both in the real world and in imagination. We can take pride in a self-sustenance which, while never total, can withstand many pressures. This self-sustenance also serves as the bulwark for our relationships.

-- Stanton Peele, Love and Addiction

success is not the key to happiness. happiness is the key to success. if you love what you are doing, you will be sucessful. - albert schweitzer

you can't substitute material things for love or for gentleness or for tenderness or for a sense of comradeship. - tuesdays with morrie

there are a lot of things more important than money, like creating memories together, sharing a life, holding hands while walking barefoot in the sand, just cuddling up in bed and allowing time to simply pass the two of you by. - from "a letter"

on letting go

To Let Go doesn't mean to stop caring; it means I can't do it for someone else.

To Let Go is not to cut myself off; it's the realization that I can't control another.

To Let Go is not to enable, but to allow learning from natural consequences.

To Let Go is to admit powerlessness, which means the outcome is not in my hands.

To Let Go is not to try to change or blame another; it's to make the most of myself.

To Let Go is not to care for, but to care about.

To Let Go is not to fix, but to be supportive.

To Let Go is not to judge, but to allow another to be a human being.

To Let Go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes, but to allow others to affect their own destinies.

To Let Go is not to be protective; it is to permit another to face reality.

To Let Go is not to deny, but to accept.

To Let Go is not to nag, scold, or argue, but instead to search out my own shortcomings and correct them.

To Let Go is not to adjust everything to my desires, but to take each day as it comes, and to cherish myself in it.

To Let Go is not to regret the past, but to grow and live for the future.

To Let Go is to fear less and to love more.

I browsed through this article while net surfing. It’s from one of the threads of recovery resources online. The author wasn’t named though.