Umaga Na Naman

Umaga na naman.

Ang hirap gumising…malamig kasi…hayy parang Baguio ang klima…masakit ang katawan sa magadamag na pagkabaluktot sa ilalim ng makapal na kumot…nakakatamad pero eto at naisipan ko muli na magsulat sa aking blog.

Kay tagal ko nang binalak bumalik sa pagsusulat pero buti naman at muli naman na sinipag ang aking mga daliri at isip. Kay dami nang nangyari sa aking buhay…kaya salamat sa Diyos at naandito pa rin ang Lolo. Sana ay magtuloy na muli ang aking sipag sa pagsusulat…pero pangalawa ay nagpapasalamat ako sa nagbabasa at napapadaan sa aking mumunting bloghay na ito…God bless you all always!

Hayyy buhay sabi nga ng mga tambay sa isang kanto sa Pinas…at dati rin ako isa sa mga tambay na iyon. Hayyy buhay….25 days na lang ay Pasko na…hayyy kay sarap maghintay sa pagdating ng Pasko 2017…ang sabi nga ng mga announcer sa radyo…sana daw ay araw-araw ay Pasko. Ummm sana nga pero parang mahirap din yata…pero alam ko na mabilis naman iyan kung di naman materyal ang pinag-uusapan…ang pagmamahalan at pagbibigayan ay sana araw-araw nga…di lang sa isang araw ng Pasko…ayyy kay saya ng paligid talaga.

Ang sabi din ng iba ay para lang sa mga bata ang Pasko….ayyy di ah…at dahil senior citizen na ako ay lalo akong umaasam ng masayang selebrasyon ng Pasko…pero kung sa isang bata ay laruan at candy(sabi nga sa isang kanta) ang nagpapasaya sa kanila…tingin ko sa isang Lolo ay masayang pagsasama ng isang lumalaking pamilya…at pagsasalo-salo sa masarap na kainang Pinoy…”Lolo iyong senior card po ninyo…ihanda na malapit na ang bayaran.”

Kababalik ko lang mula sa Pilipinas at tunay na super saya ng mga Pinoy sa kanilang paghahanda sa darating na Kapaskuhan. Iba talaga ang Pinoy…kahit may konting problema sa buhay sa pali-paligid ay di puwedeng maiwan sa Pasko at nakita ko ito sa kay dami ng tao sa mga Mall at lalo siguro kakapal ang mga taong namimili at kumakain sa papalapit na mga araw ng Pasko. Pero wala iyong traffic at siksikan sa mga Pinoy..masaya talaga sa Pinas at ang Paskong Pinoy.

16 days na lang ay simbang gabi na…hayyy nakaka-miss naman ang bibingka at puto-bungbong pagkatapos ng Misa.

O sige sana ay maging super saya ng paghahanda ng lahat sa darating na Kapaskuhan…saan man tayo sa panig ng mundo naroroon.

Kapag may Diyos ay may pag-asa!!

Merry Krismas and A Hapi New Year!!

God Bless You all always!!


Whatever you want in life



Whatever you want in life, other people are going to want it too.

Believe in yourself enough to accept the idea that you have an equal right to it.

–Diane Sawyer

Choose to live a life that matters


What Will Matter

by Michael Josephson

Ready or not, some day it will all come to an end.

There will be no more sunrises, no minutes, hours or days.
All the things you collected, whether treasured or forgotten
will pass to someone else.

Your wealth, fame and temporal power will shrivel to irrelevance.
It will not matter what you owned or what you were owed.
Your grudges, resentments, frustrations
and jealousies will finally disappear.
So too, your hopes, ambitions, plans and to-do lists will expire.
The wins and losses that once seemed so important will fade away.

It won’t matter where you came from
or what side of the tracks you lived on at the end.
It won’t matter whether you were beautiful or brilliant.
Even your gender and skin color will be irrelevant.

So what will matter?
How will the value of your days be measured?

What will matter is not what you bought
but what you built, not what you got but what you gave.

What will matter is not your success
but your significance.

What will matter is not what you learned
but what you taught.

What will matter is every act of integrity,
compassion, courage, or sacrifice
that enriched, empowered or encouraged others
to emulate your example.

What will matter is not your competence
but your character.

What will matter is not how many people you knew,
but how many will feel a lasting loss when you’re gone.

What will matter is not your memories
but the memories that live in those who loved you.

What will matter is how long you will be remembered,
by whom and for what.

Living a life that matters doesn’t happen by accident.
It’s not a matter of circumstance but of choice.

Choose to live a life that matters.


Just enjoy the ride

“I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, “This is what it is to be happy.”
― Sylvia Plath
“I like this place and could willingly waste my time in it.”
― William Shakespeare


“Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience.”
― Ralph Waldo Emerson


“The sea is emotion incarnate. It loves, hates, and weeps. It defies all attempts to capture it with words and rejects all shackles. No matter what you say about it, there is always that which you can’t.”
― Christopher Paolini,


“I do believe in an everyday sort of magic — the inexplicable connectedness we sometimes experience with places, people, works of art and the like; the eerie appropriateness of moments of synchronicity; the whispered voice, the hidden presence, when we think we’re alone.”
― Charles de Lint


“Earth and sky, woods and fields, lakes and rivers, the mountain and the sea, are excellent schoolmasters, and teach some of us more than we can ever learn from books.”
― John Lubbock


“We know that God is everywhere; but certainly we feel His presence most when His works are on the grandest scale spread before us; and it is in the unclouded night-sky, where His worlds wheel their silent course, that we read clearest His infinitude, His omnipotence, His omnipresence.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre


“The mountains are calling and I must go.”
― John Muir


“The poetry of the earth is never dead.”
― John Keats


“To sit in the shade on a fine day, and look upon verdure is the most perfect refreshment.”
― Jane Austen


“Live in each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influence of the earth.”
― Henry David Thoreau


“I believe in God, only I spell it Nature.”
― Frank Lloyd Wright



“Plant seeds of happiness, hope, success, and love; it will all come back to you in abundance. This is the law of nature.”
― Steve Maraboli

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Bilang pag-alaala sa isang kaibigan sa blogosperyo na si Taribong na pumanaw noong November 24, 2012. 

Mababasa at puwedeng i-download ang koleksyon ng mga tula.

Mga Piling Tula ni Taribong(Gerald Soriano).

While I Bike

While I bike

Today, a Saturday Morning

Passing by the creekside

Geese swimming by the creek

Blackberries by the roadside

Ate blackberries as I passed by

More blackberries by the roadside

Passing by  beautiful old houses

“Nothing compares with the simple pleasure of a bike ride.”
-John F. Kennedy

The Five Regrets of the Dying

The 5 regrets of the dying by Bronnie Ware

Simula noong nabasa ko ang artikulo na ito na mula sa libro na sinulat ni Bronnie Ware ay nagmuni-muni talaga ako dahil napakahalaga nito para sa akin. Dahil ayoko rin na magkaroon ng pagsisi sa huling yugto ng aking buhay kung hindi bibigyan ng halaga ang limang bagay na ito sa ngayon. Now na ika nga.

Nais ko lamang na ipaalam ang mga bagay na ito sa inyo upang makapagmuni-muni rin kayo sa mga tunay na dapat pahalagahan sa ating buhay. Salamat.

Top 5 Regrets of the Dying
For many years I worked in palliative care. My patients were those who had gone home to die. Some incredibly special times were shared. I was with them for the last 3 to 12 weeks of their lives.
People grow a lot when they are faced with their own mortality. I learnt never to underestimate someone’s capacity for growth. Some changes were phenomenal. Each experienced a variety of emotions, as expected, denial, fear, anger, remorse, more denial and eventually acceptance. Every single patient found their peace before they departed though, every one of them.When questioned about any regrets they had or anything they would do differently, common themes surfaced again and again. Here are the most common five:
1. I wish I’d had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me.

This was the most common regret of all. When people realise that their life is almost over and look back clearly on it, it is easy to see how many dreams have gone unfulfilled. Most people had not honored even a half of their dreams and had to die knowing that it was due to choices they had made, or not made. It is very important to try and honour at least some of your dreams along the way. From the moment that you lose your health, it is too late. Health brings a freedom very few realise, until they no longer have it.
2. I wish I didn’t work so hard.
This came from every male patient that I nursed. They missed their children’s youth and their partner’s companionship. Women also spoke of this regret. But as most were from an older generation, many of the female patients had not been breadwinners. All of the men I nursed deeply regretted spending so much of their lives on the treadmill of a work existence.
By simplifying your lifestyle and making conscious choices along the way, it is possible to not need the income that you think you do. And by creating more space in your life, you become happier and more open to new opportunities, ones more suited to your new lifestyle.
3. I wish I’d had the courage to express my feelings.
Many people suppressed their feelings in order to keep peace with others. As a result, they settled for a mediocre existence and never became who they were truly capable of becoming. Many developed illnesses relating to the bitterness and resentment they carried as a result.
We cannot control the reactions of others. However, although people may initially react when you change the way you are by speaking honestly, in the end it raises the relationship to a whole new and healthier level. Either that or it releases the unhealthy relationship from your life. Either way, you win.
4. I wish I had stayed in touch with my friends.
Often they would not truly realise the full benefits of old friends until their dying weeks and it was not always possible to track them down. Many had become so caught up in their own lives that they had let golden friendships slip by over the years. There were many deep regrets about not giving friendships the time and effort that they deserved. Everyone misses their friends when they are dying.
It is common for anyone in a busy lifestyle to let friendships slip. But when you are faced with your approaching death, the physical details of life fall away. People do want to get their financial affairs in order if possible. But it is not money or status that holds the true importance for them. They want to get things in order more for the benefit of those they love. Usually though, they are too ill and weary to ever manage this task. It is all comes down to love and relationships in the end. That is all that remains in the final weeks, love and relationships.
5. I wish that I had let myself be happier.

This is a surprisingly common one. Many did not realise until the end that happiness is a choice. They had stayed stuck in old patterns and habits. The so-called ‘comfort’ of familiarity overflowed into their emotions, as well as their physical lives. Fear of change had them pretending to others, and to their selves, that they were content. When deep within, they longed to laugh properly and have silliness in their life again.
When you are on your deathbed, what others think of you is a long way from your mind. How wonderful to be able to let go and smile again, long before you are dying.
Life is a choice. It is YOUR life. Choose consciously, choose wisely, choose honestly. Choose happiness.
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Besame Mucho

Muli akong bumisita sa isang Senior’s Home na kung saan ako boluntaryong tumutugtog ng piyano sa grupo ng mga matatandang may mga sakit na alzheimer’s. Maikling paliwanag sa sakit na alzheimer’s (dito). Halos ang mga idad ng mga matatanda dito ay hindi bababa sa 75 na taong gulang. Mas marami ang mga Lola kaysa mga Lolo. Napansin ko na walang Filipino sa mga matatanda doon. Ngunit karamihan naman sa mga nagta-trabaho at nag-aalaga doon ay mga Filipino.

Ninais kong bumalik sa lugar na ito upang muling mag-alay ng musika at bisitahin din ang mga Lola at Lolo na dito ay nakatira.

Noong una ay hindi ako pinapansin ng mga Lola at Lolo habang ako nag-umpisa ng tumugtog. Nakaupo lamang sila sa mga upuan at ang ilan ay sa kanilang wheelchair. May bilang na mga 20 ang nagkaroon ng panahon upang makinig sa aking pagtugtog. May kahirapan upang makuha ang atensyon ng mga may sakit na alzheimer’s dahil madalas ay may kaabalahan sila sa isipan nila na palaging uuwi at hinihintay ang mga susundo sa kanila…pero doon sila naman talaga nakatira.

Ang tinutugtog ko na mga piyesa ay mga lumang tugtugin. Mga tugtugin na sumikat noong taong 1940s hanggang 1960s. Pinipili kong mabuti ang aking mga piyesa upang kahit papaano ay maaabot ng memorya ng mga Lola at Lolo ang mga ito,

Nabasa ko na ang mga may sakit na alzheimer’s ay napapanatili ang memorya na may kinalaman sa mga musika na kanilang narinig sa kanilang buhay. Kaya nakakasabay sila sa mga tugtog na mga pamilyar sa kanila.

At noong tinugtog ko na ang ‘Besame Mucho‘ sa tiyempo ng cha-cha ay biglang nagsayaw ang isang Lolo at isang Lola…pinagsayaw sila ng kanilang mga caregiver. Noong una ay napansin ko ang Lolo na ito na may kakulitan at paikot-ikot lang sa lugar. Pero dahil isinayaw siya ng isang Lola ay nagkasundo sila sa tiyempo ng cha-cha. Maliliit na lamang ang kanilang mga hakbang ngunit dama ko ang kaligayahan sa kanilang mga mukha sa mga sandali na iyon. Napilitan akong ulit-ulitin ang ‘Besame Mucho’ na palagay ko ay umabot sa kinse minutos dahil ayokong tumigil hanggat sumasayaw sila. Nais kong madama nila ang lubos na kaligayahan sa kanilang pagsayaw. Napansin ko na ang ibang mga Lola na nakikinig ay sumasabay sa tiyempo sa pamamagitan ng pagtapik sa ibabaw ng mesa ng kanilang mga kamay. At iyong isang Lolo ay tahimik na doon umistambay sa aking gilid upang makinig.

Pagkatapos ng ‘Besame Mucho’ ay itinanong na nang mga Lola ang aking pangalan. Aha ayun at ito na ang senyales na nakuha ko na ang atensyon at napaligaya ko na ang mga Lola at Lolo sa aking pagtugtog. Itinuloy ko pa ang aking pagtugtog ng ibang miindak na piyesa. Halos inabot ako ng dalawang oras sa pagtugtog.

At sa aking paglisan sa lugar ay napansin ko ang kaligayahan sa kanilang mga mukha na parang ayaw nila akong paalisin o nagtatanong na kung kailan muli ako babalik.

Promise sa pagbabalik ko sa susunod na Biyernes ay siguradong tutugtugin kong muli ang piyesa na ‘Besame Mucho’.

Ang hindi alam ng mga Lola at Lolo ay nag-Besame Mucho din sa kaligayahan ang aking puso dahil nakita ko silang nakangiti at masaya sa mga sandaling nakapiling ko sila sa kabila ng kanilang mga karamdaman.