An Attempt at Googlism and Poetry

Of living and loving... is so clear

You are bound to get hurt at some point

But it is all part of life’s amazing journey.

Of living and loving… 

Is more important than reaching 

Some perfect state of bliss.

Of living and loving… 

Is really all about listening to your intuition and

Surrendering to the moment.

Of living and loving is beyond me...

It is not to carry a hidden attitude of spiritual superiority

But of spreading universal healing for broken souls.

Of living and loving… 

Is the crux of this unlikely saga of resilience

 Far more different than you once expected or experienced.

Here’s my attempt to write poetry again. It’s been awhile since I have created one and a little help from Googlism didn’t hurt at all. Thanks to Samuel Peralta of dVerse for inviting us to contribute our own list poem based on Googlism.

A pocketful of sunshine and 

Of Loss and Regrets… and Getting Through...

“I do not know anymore…” 

This was not a line from Janet Napoles during the Senate Hearing for PDAF Scam but from a colleague/very close friend of mine who is grieving the sudden and unexpected loss of his wife. 42 years of marriage and suddenly he is alone. 

“I should have been kinder…” 

“I should have treated her better…” 

But then, looking back now I cannot imagine what “kinder” and “better” could he have done considering that he was such a kind, devoted, loving companion to his then-frail wife.

Of course, I know where he’s coming from. There will always be regrets. There will always be words that were left unsaid and intentions that were left undone. We can never have enough time to show enough love. 

How do you make the most of your time with your loved ones? How do you make each moment count? I wish I have the answers for him. But after 9 years of coping with my own loss, the same “regrets” still haunt me… 

“I should have…” 

“I could have…”

“Why didn’t I…???"

As I have painfully learned in my own journey, one never gets over grief. You just learn to get through it…

A pocketful of sunshine and 

Image credit: www.memorialize.com

Dona Nobis Pacem… A Reverie...

I blog for PEACE 

because I want my voice to be heard… 

no matter how small it is. 

I dream of a better world 

because I love my kids 

and I want them to feel secure

inside and outside of our home. 

I want to sleep peacefully 

each night knowing 

that tomorrow brings 

no threat or danger of any kind.

I long for the day 

where guns, bombs and 

all weapons of mass destruction

become a thing of the past. 

I imagine that day

where war and conflict are

replaced by compassion 

and understanding.

I can dream…
and I can make it happen...

Because it all begins with
One voice…
One subject…
One day...

© Bing Yap [PinkLady] 2013

All Rights Reserved

"You may say 
I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one
I hope some day you'll join us
And the world will be as one.”

~ Imagine by John Lennon

A pocketful of sunshine and 

GRANT US PEACE.

Thanks to Mimi Lenox for starting the phenomenal BlogBlast 4 Peace (the Peace Globe Movement). It is now an annual online event that has spread to 185 countries across the globe. Visit the BlogBlast4Peace Facebook Fan Page. Don’t forget to link your peace post and sign Mr. Linky here. 

Flowers to Show our Love

After the traditional visit at the cemetery on the 1st of November, my children and I proceeded to Sta. Ana Wharf. It was too late to get a small boat to take us out to sea. The waves were too strong.

As we walked to the shore, the sound of the waves filled the air of silence between us. Raging waters threatened to drench our feet but we were unmindful. We were there for a reason.

Each whispering a prayer for James, my children and I took turns throwing flowers and loose petals into the sea. We had a bag full of them, you see.

The wind roared loudly... The sky turned gloomy… The waves raged to shore… Perhaps heaven heard us.

Time may have eased the pain and helped us mend the broken pieces of our fragile lives but… We still cope with grief one day at a time until now… even after almost 9 long years.

A pocketful of sunshine

and 

Image source: China Central Television

Life Now...

Warmest greetings from my family to yours!

A few months ago, my children's "yaya" (babysitter) of 17 years decided to move back with her family and start taking care of her own grandchildren. She came to us when my second child was only an infant. I would not have managed to cope when we lost James had it not been for yaya's strong and reassuring presence at home. She took on the role of "mom" to my kids while I went out to search for our missing family member and worked to bring home the bacon, so to speak.

Our beloved yaya Merlene stayed with us for 17 years.

It has been a totally different life since then. A new journey for me and my kids... a grand time at reviving and redecorating our home... Oh... and I'm cooking again.

My kids... how they have grown!!!

Believe me, it's a whole new adventure for me... Real motherhood at its best!

A pocketful of sunshine and 

*Woman and Super Mom images credit: Google