Offertory With My Father

tatay joe

tatay joe

Last week before spending a short weekend escape in Baguio, I and my friends stopped over and heard a Holy Mass in the Shrine Our Lady of the Rosary of Manaoag in Pangasinan.  And during this very Holy Mass only did I realize that every time the Offertory is about to begin the person that enters my mind is my father.

Offertory would always remind me of my childhood, my father and the numerous episodes of my family hearing Mass in Baclaran Church.  When the choir starts singing to indicate the start of the Offertory, my father would automatically dig his hand in his pocket and would hand me and my siblings a couple of coins.  These are the same coins that we would naively put inside the collection bag being reached out and brought around the church to collect cash donations.

This simple episode that constantly reactivates in my memory every offertory, I guess is the modest and humble symbolism that reminds me about my father being the family’s able provider and role model.  This simple act (I guess) is the symbol which in a way developed in me the concept of charity, kindness and sharing.

Aside from enriching my soul and taking the opportunity to thank the Heavenly Father for all the blessings he showers me, attending the Holy Mass is also an avenue to remind myself that I actually had a “good” father.

Happy Father’s Day Tatay…

Smile by Dami Im

Here’s my 2015 summertime theme song…

You’re out of touch, in overtime
You’re running in, you’re running
Better left behind
You’ve dropped the ball to catch it with
And is it all there really is
You’re thinking but you’re thinking
‘Cause you know the best all things in life are free
And it’s all you need

You gotta live your life
You gotta treat you right
You gotta give into the great thing appetite
You gotta shake it up,
You gotta hold it down
You gotta do all the things that
Make you smile, make you smile
With the fun, but it is that really makes you happy
Yeah let’s say that
Let the world be a world that you fill with smile

You’re beautiful and evergreen
You’re dancing on high hopes and you got big dreams
So let them shine we’ll light it up

‘Cause now’s the time to find your voice
Wear your heart out on your sleeve
‘Cause you know the best all things in life are free
And it’s all you need

You gotta live your life
You gotta treat you right
You gotta give into the great thing appetite
You gotta shake it up,
You gotta hold it down
You gotta do all the things that
Make you smile, make you smile
With the fun, but it is that really makes you happy
Yeah let’s say that
Let the world be a world that you fill with smile

So live for a night we won’t forget
Live for the memories we haven’t made yet
Turn up the love fall into it
Live for the memories we haven’t made yet
This is our life no regrets

You gotta live your life
You gotta treat you right
You gotta give into the great thing appetite
You gotta shake it up,
You gotta hold it down
You gotta do all the things that
Make you smile, make you smile
With the fun, but it is that really makes you happy
Yeah let’s say that
Let the world be a world that you fill with smile

Smayl…

The Book of Mormon: An Expensive Item in My Bucket List

Four years ago, when I saw the stunning rendition of “I Believe” by Andrew Ranells from the musical Book of Mormon during the 65th Tony Awards, I promised myself that when I reached New York in the future I would definitely see this musical extravaganza.  This personal promise was reaffirmed a year after when I saw the opening number of the 66th Tony Awards which featured the song “Hello”.  Seeing the 2011 and 2012 Tony Awards then was like listing The Book of Mormon among my life’s bucket list.

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Four years later, such personal promise came true.  One item in my long, arduous and complicated bucket list was accomplished.  I saw, I heard and I enjoyed The Book of Mormon!

My New Yorker friend Jhong knows that months prior to my visiting New York, the one I specifically would like to do was to see this musical.  We never talked about the sites to see (except for the 66 Perry Street), the rides to take, the food to taste or the people to meet.  We simply talked about the musicals that I want to see.  And The Book of Mormons was right there on the top of our conversations.

my view and my playbill

my view and my playbill

Jhong somewhat discouraged me because The Book of Mormons right now is considered the “King of Broadway”.  Their ticket seats are ranked among the most in demand and the most expensive musical in Broadway now.  You can actually buy 2 good seats of a different musical in Broadway for the price of one mezzanine seat of The Book of Mormons.  It is so in demand, viewers cannot purchase tickets on the day they want to see the show.  Tickets must be purchased online days before they would like to see it.

When Jhong and my new friend Lee purchased the ticket for me and told me how expensive a mezzanine seat was, I told them to go ahead.  I simply said yes, closed my eyes and changed the topic for I don’t want to ponder and go nuts on how my New York travel budget has gone bloated.

it was all worth it!

it was all worth it!

And right after seeing the show, while I was standing up, clapping my hands and was shouting “Bravo!” I knew that my purchase of such expensive ticket was well vindicated.   This 4-year old item in my bucket list was one hell of a wickedly funny musical show!!!

Kahit mahal, mapapa-mura ka sa galing!

Times Square: The Center of the World

the center of the world!

the center of the world!

It uplifts my spirit when I am surrounded by happy folks.  And this is exactly what I felt on the numerous times I was at Times Square in New York City.   Times Square is one big party place! The breathtaking place is “full” in all aspects that you could think of.  It is one place that will struck you with invigorating assault in all your senses.

wow

wow

the red ladder at the center of the world

the red ladder at the center of the world

The minute I stepped in to this crowded place and saw the throngs of people walking by, it felt like I was right at the center of the world. The feeling was something so wonderful, it is hard to find words to match.  Something that makes your heart beat faster or melts your heart.  It is like something that tops everything else.

For being such a vibrant happy place, Times Square for me is like the Disneyland of the adult world.  It is a happy place on earth without the entrance fee and the thrilling rides.  Walking the colorful and glowing streets of Times Square is already a pulsating thrill by itself.

i heart times square...

i heart times square…

some bubbly strangers at times square!

some bubbly strangers at times square!

infectious energy!

infectious energy!

Hands down, my most favorite place in New York would be Times Square.  For what I personally experienced, Times Square is a very friendly place and is very open to all cultures of the world.  It looks like it is where all fun, cool, vibrant and vivacious peoples of the world converge.  They are the people who simply would like to see people and be with people.

Akalain mong makatapak ako dun?! 

Speechless at the World Trade Center Memorial

Feeling the vibrant charge of New York, I navigated my way to the World Trade Center located in Greenwich Street.  The first thing I had in mind was to immediately have a selfie to prove, seal and record that I have actually been to the 9/11 Memorial thirteen years after the extremely tragic and deadly attack.

powerful!

powerful!

solemn,,,

solemn,,,

intense...

intense…

But as soon as I stepped into the memorial plaza, my effervescent bubbly feeling vanished.  I was suddenly charged with gloom-ness and melancholy.  The place was beautiful but it seems that grief and misery still fills the air.  It was just too powerful not to feel it.  Maybe it is because of the amount of tears that has been shed and intensity of sadness that has been vented out in the area that made me shut up, pause and contemplate.

I realized that smiling at a camera and shooting a selfie in the area seem disrespectful to the victims as well as the families affected by the tragedy.  What I simply did was took a couple of photos and say a little prayer.

Like any other normal human being, I prayed that there would not be another World Trade Center Memorial…

emowshonal… 

Hey British Kids: Don’t Go to Syria, Go to Metro Manila

It is all over the news that 3 British teens tried to enter Syria for their alleged plan of joining the Islamic State (Isis) militants in Syria.  And according to news, prior to these 3 aspiring slaughterers there has been hundreds of young Britons lured, bewildered and mystified has gone to Syria.

These are my thoughts about it.  I guess these British kids don’t actually realize how privileged they are for being born and to be living in one of the wealthiest countries in the world.  They don’t realize how lucky they are and how easy it is for them to live a life.  These homo sapiens basically do not need to be worried about the basics of living a life because their government’s social services are much better if compared to the majority of the countries around the planet.  The basic physiological, security and self-esteem needs of living a life are essentially prearranged before their birth and are actually given to them even before they start breathing.

Instead of joining Isis, I recommend these kids to try living for a month (no a week) to some poverty-stricken area here in Metro Manila.  I suppose these kids don’t need to join a fatally flawed group of assassins to be able to realize what life is all about.  At least here in Metro Manila, they will experience the hell which they seem to aspire and look for but without the need or the requirement of killing another human being.

Here in Metro Manila, they will experience the hell of traffic, the hell of human congestion, the hell of all sorts of pollution, the hell of public service and servants, the hell of riding the metro, the hell of dealing with perverse taxi drivers and a lot lot more. But what is good in experiencing these hells is that they would not entail to kill anyone.  Given a month (no a week) here in Metro Manila, I suppose these kids would be able to realize how lucky and fortunate they are as human beings.

i heart gbBut in case these teens would really opt to join Isis and go to Syria, may I further suggest two things.  First, these kids when they leave for Syria should be deprived of their British citizenship and should not have the option of returning due to threats in security.  Second, the consulate of the United Kingdom here in Metro Manila should award the stripped citizenship of these would-be bandits to those human beings here in Metro Manila who  aspire and dreams to live a peaceful and privileged life in UK.  I for one would be the first in line when applying.  I would love to live a colorful life in UK and have the opportunity to experience what a civilized, cultured and privileged Briton life would be.

Sige palit tayo.  Dito kayo, dyan ako. Mga bobong bata ‘to!

My Hokkaido Ski Experience

Being a 100% Filipino living all throughout my delicious life in the hot tropics of Metro Manila, my DNA for sure is not coded for winter season and much worse for a winter sport.  But with my exceptional passion and spirit to be acquainted with these uncommon affairs, I built up enough guts to master what needs to be mastered about winter and its associated sport.

enjoying the cold with nengkoy and erika

enjoying the cold with nengkoy and erika

with dr. william smith scott at sapporo hitsujigaoka observatory hill

with dr. william smith scott at sapporo hitsujigaoka observatory hill

my dear sister on a fine powdery snow...

my dear sister on a fine powdery snow…

my three japan-based "pamangkins"

my three japan-based “pamangkins”

That is why while I was in Sapporo in Hokkaido, Japan, the host of the 1972 Winter Olympics, I took the opportunity to try and pursue the sport of skiing.  And true enough, I easily mastered the art of sliding down the snowy slopes of Sapporo.

Just watch the short video below on how I did the various skiing maneuvers.  From the Iron Cross, to 540 turn, to the Daffy aerial trick, to the Lincoln Loop and of course the Back Flip aerial maneuver. Given another 2 days, I believe I can win the world cup in both slalom and downhill categories.

But seriously, I think skiing is an extremely difficult winter sport that demands great physical stamina and skill.  I actually fell four times while doing a single round of the snow-filled Ishikari Plain at the Hitsujigaoka Observation Hill.

I also learned that falling with the ski on is much easier than standing up from it.  It took less than a second to plunge down on my butt but took me more than a minute to stand up and regain my balance.    I was not embarrassed though because the few people who were also skiing for the first time were also slipping and tumbling like tired toy soldiers.

And guess what? Right after I finished what seem to be an endless round of skiing, I was sweating so profusely I was craving for a strawberry ice cream!  It was never in my wildest dream to ski, but the experience is truly one for the books.

Pinawisan ako. Pramis!

A Wealthy New Year To All Of Us

I have something in common with Oprah Winfrey, Mark Zuckerberg, Hillary Clinton, Cristiano Ronaldo, Sofia Vergara, Bill Gates and even Kris Aquino not only this coming New Year’s Eve but even in the previous New Year’s Eves.  All of us, have not been lighting firecrackers during New Year’s Eve yet we are the rich, popular and powerful beings of this planet.

wealthy powerful people of planet earth

wealthy powerful people of planet earth

So if you think that producing deafening noise during New Year’s Eve like lighting a firecracker will bring luck and drive away undesirable spells and bad spirits, you better think again.  I hope you realize that even if you will light a nuclear bomb, no amount of wealth, power and popularity will come to you unless you work hard, persevere hard and stay focused on what you do and what you want.

You should realize that making noises should be made not on a literal sense.  But instead thunderous noise of diligence, progress and optimism should be produced in your heart in an uninterrupted manner all throughout the coming year.

A Wealthy New Year to all of us!!!

Nagtotorotot at tumatalon lang kami nina Oprah, Bill at Sofia pag bagong taon. Haler…

They’ll Never Love You Like I Can

love photo

Having so much love to give that is already spilling out of the brim yet no one wants to take is the most pathetic feeling.  This is according to last Friday’s episode of Forevermore, a Filipino TV series shown nightly.

I guess I would have to agree on it for I have been experiencing the same for the last 22 million years.  But still I’m hopeful that my patience will pay off and my waiting to give away love will pass like what a bad season does.

While patiently waiting, I am singing Sam Smith’s latest single entitled Like I Can

Antay antay lang…

2015 is Year of the Rich

feeling rich!

feeling rich!

I have a problem with the Catholic Bishop’s Conference of the Philippines or CBCP.  The religious group chose to radiate a humongous negative energy by declaring next year (2015) as the Year of the Poor.  They announced that this is in line with the upcoming visit of Pope Francis whose mission is to serve the poor with mercy and compassion.  Thus, based on CBCP’s declaration 2015 is not going to be my year.

Let me clarify that I do look forward to the visit of the Pope but I refuse to consider myself poor.  I am rich! With due diligence in believing in the “power of spoken words”, it has always been one of my mantras that “I am a money magnet”.  I have always wanted to emit positive vibes that is why calling myself poor would be preposterous.

Let me also clarify that my being a money magnet does not determine how rich I am.  For me wealth and prosperity is not only measured by how much money a person has in his bank account.  It is the abundance of life’s experiences, the asset of possessing a healthy body, the wealth of attaining true friends, the splendor of having a happy and beautiful family and the fortune of continuous peace of mind.

For me, 2015 will be the usual Year of the Rich.  My year, our year!

Tweynti piptin… Akin ka!