I usually write a somewhat elaborate new year’s wish on every first of January. (At least I’ve been doing so since 2012.) For many reasons worthy of another post, it has taken me three and a half months to finally release one for this year. And this may be the simplest by far:
This year, I hope you become your most amazing self yet, even if it means letting go of things that previously made you feel amazing.
That is all.
Have a great year.
My colleague Nim gifted me Sheryl Sandberg’s Lean In for my birthday last year. It couldn’t be more apt. I just turned 29, which meant I have just one more year on my so-called “twenties”. It is, indeed, a very good time to look back at the past decade of learnings, mistakes and whatnot, and move forward to a better, (hopefully)more mature me.
But after reading the book, what I immediately thought was, hell, had I read this years ago, I could’ve prevented some of the mistakes and negativity that creeped into me from time to time throughout my career. Books truly are mentors of a kind.
Which is why I then handed it over to my cousin, Raya. She’s not into books, but she just graduated from university and is out looking for a job. I thought it was worth the try to hand her the opportunity to learn the things I would’ve wanted to in my early twenties.
And for every body else (as well as for my future self), here are my notes and quotes from the Sheryl Sandberg’s Lean In, which is the first out of the 24 books I promised to read this year. Continue reading “BOOK NOTES: Sheryl Sandberg’s Lean In”
A couple of years back, I told Jim Ayson, my late boss, that one of my personal laws is to surround myself with people that I want to be like. I was pertaining to him.
Before I met Jim for the first time, I had googled him extensively. I found, among many others, that he was labeled one of “The Internet’s 10 Most Influential Filipinos” by The Web Philippines back in 1999. Continue reading “For you, this 2016: People You Want to be Like”
There is one bad thing about being at the top of your game: at one point it ends. But then there is also one good thing about being on the low side of your game: at one point, it also ends. Continue reading “Plateau”
I had a good talk with Lucille over wine right before the holidays. And it mostly revolves around her 2015 resolution: mindfulness. It’s interesting because mindfulness is a word I have overused in the past year.
I have gone to such point that I’ve obsessed about tracking myself in an attempt to be more mindful of everything that I do. Take note: Daily. With graphs. I measured my sleep hours, food intake, steps taken, workouts, finances, computer activities, travel time… I have transitioned from the happy-go-lucky, don’t-really-care-about-anything backseat kid to the person who absolutely needs to be behind the steering wheel and taking control.
I realized that time cannot be stretched. It is not a train that can be stopped midway, and it will keep ticking, no matter what we do or say or feel. Also, our minds and souls and bodies have limited spaces and energy, and so despite our desire to consume the world, and to explore every beauty, and to be present in every event, we can only really fit so much within ourselves and throughout our lifetime. Continue reading “For you, this 2015: Be Mindful”
I wanted to write an elaborate note, detailing how the year has been and has not been and things like that. But then it’s already two days after my birthday and I haven’t said anything yet. I think way too much sometimes.
So I guess I should say it in the simplest way possible: Thank You.
To you people. For your greetings and thoughts and gifts and hugs. Especially the hugs.
And to the universe. For all the things that worked well. For all the things that didn’t work as planned. And for all the things that came afterwards. (Especially the things that came afterwards.)
The universe has remarkably odd ways of throwing pleasant surprises. And when they come, it is always worth the wait.
So I’m 28 now. And it’s probably just another piece of this huge puzzle we call Life. Another dot to connect the rest of my memories to.
Nevertheless I’m off to build my constellations. Open myself up to things unknown. And place bets. And be brave.
Georgia O’Keefe died in March 6, 1986 and was born again 9 months later on December 7, 1986 as… Me. Well, isn’t that funny. The truth is I don’t know her. At least not yet. I was browsing through one of my favorite blogs, Brain Pickings (trust me, this is the perfect place to hang out in when you want to feed your mind and artsy soul) and chanced upon this quote by the said lady:
“Anyone with any degree of mental toughness ought to be able to exist without the things they like most for a few months at least.”
It is almost fate, since I really just went online this lovely morn-eve to announce my next two 30-day challenges. Continue reading “30-Day Challenges: Freedom from Fried and Hahaha”