Switching On the Sun

One of the most gratifying feelings is being in-love. The sense of knowing you’re capable of tendering anything possible for a loved one is just overwhelming. What makes it more promising is the fact that you’re almost sure to give up anything for that special person. Even so, a promise of “forever” is likewise emphasized. Meeting that one person you believe is meant for you, sets off assertion to make do of any probability just to validate the unfolding of destiny. On occasion against all odds, withstanding the challenge makes it much sweeter than it already is; and quite seemingly, it’s an assumed substantiation of the concerned couple’s destined union. When parting ensues once realization sets in to rather serve as a wake-up call that contradicts the primary passion, believing “it’s not meant to be” isn’t as simple to accept as the time you prematurely thought it was. It’s a case of easily accepting a possible-lover stranger although hardly letting-go of a used-to-be-stranger...

“OP” means “Out of Place” figuratively speaking (at least here among those who understand). It’s usually used referring to one who appears to be “OP” in the company of a group apparently in sync amidst some interest perhaps. Quite recently, we were displaced from our wellbeing due to the successive heavy pounding of two tropical storms. Oddly enough, in accordance with alphabetical order, the two typhoons were consecutively named Ondoy and Pepeng. As if they knew of their would-be unwelcome entry suiting their names “OP” and rather decided to ascertain their place with “Who’s OP now?!” With Ondoy’s Pushiness (OP) and the Onslaught of Pepeng (OP), they literally forced a vast number of people out of place.   There are a lot of lessons to be learned. However, I wouldn’t be too insensitive to even lecture about righteousness in the midst of distress. The most important thing now is that despite of adversity; we can all be sympathetic and make everyone feel they have a place… If th...

It’s been a busy yet fruitful week. Aside from my key function among other commitments at work, I have the task of familiarizing employees with essential work ethics not just as one needs but as to how these values harmonize with the company principles. I’ve designed a training module that will hopefully address the ideal complementing roles between the company and its employees. In conveying the importance of such standards, I put significant emphasis on professionalism. Somehow, the best way to do that is to rather lead by example. In any work place, this will time and again be reasonably required or most likely be challenged. My wife once hypothetically asked me if I’d report perchance an anomaly involving her should we be both working in the same company. Suggesting that I would most likely do, she was in a way taken aback. Before she could even ask me why, I told her of the more complex implication that will rather affect us… If she did that in the first place, she should have ...

Firstly, a pine cone makes a good accent piece. From its normal (outwardly parched and eccentric looking) form, crafts made of these manifest valuable revelations. Of no use as it appear with its dried up scales layered into its (usually) ovate outline, purpose of which remains interesting and ingenious. Classmates from way back were merely known as playmates. Soon after, acquaintances helped realize the essence of friendship. As we grew older, some emotions intensified into deeper feelings. Groups were formed. Alliances were established. Relationships were sustained. Each has a story to tell. Nevertheless, like scales of a pine cone, different personalities among diverse standings set off to solidify a bond. From its pine tree for an alma mater, several pine cones were produced. Thus, it seems to be as common. It’s (just) probably good as a highlight embellishment. Though together, it could be more than a decorative detail. More than anything else, its use is infinite. “Scales” ...