Pinoy Laughter Yoga

really, i can't find the perfect words to express the kind of bliss brought by this workshop. 

so, i'll go for a solemn ha ha ha ha ha ha. 

          I''m a yoga enthusiast. i remember attending yoga class way back in college. and youtubeing yoga videos so i can do it at home. Weeks before attending this workshop, i was actually into web searching for a yoga class in Lipa, but sadly, found no result.  

         A huge thanks to Mr. Paolo Martin Trinidad, founder of the Pinoy Laughter Yoga for bringing us a piece of India, i guess, a piece of heaven.  if only i have what it takes to be a certified yoga trainer, i would definitely enroll myself. but some things aren't just for me. if only i could brag to the whole world about how marvelous this Pinoy Laughter Yoga is, so everyone will push their support, i definitely would.  But what i can definitely do is to pray to the Almighty God (or to Bathala, as how he said is the name of God for Pinoys) shower him with good health and burning passion so he may continue to be a blessing to millions and to always be a  an effective instrument of uniting the hearts and souls of PINOYS through one healthy laugh.

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SALINDUNONG X

Last June 25, I was invited to give a team-building talk to my former college group, ADVO’s seminar workshop for campus journalist. I have been doing this for four semesters already.But there is one thing I always tell them: that there is no I in teamwork, but also, there is no HIS. But there is always WE in teamwork, but you have to work to do that. Sometimes, i do think that i'm already boring them with my semestral presense but Claire accidentally gave me a push a day before the seminar by telling me that she is always looking forward to team-building talk because she finds it most enjoyable. Actually, Kuya Marco and I have been kidding about exchanging topics since he naman has been giving the copy reading talk every semester. But you know what i love most in this salindunong aside from we're almost complete, is that Marnee's back in the circle. =)

Hay, time flies. I remember those days I was just starting in Advo. It was a dream come-true since I have always dreamt of working in the publication. I made every day as a beautiful experience. the place where i met wonderful people who instantly became my family and the same place that tolerated my love for moments of solitude.  Every crook became an avenue of unearthing who and why and how. The basement hall became my shield and my only wonderwall.  It is my delight that i was part of the first Salindunong, I remember myself wearing a black and white tube dress during the opening, which I borrowed from Ma’am Portia, I felt so beautiful that day. It was during Kuya Norgs’ era when the semestral workshop obtained the name Salindunong. The word means transfer of knowledge or transfer of wisdom. It was derived from the tagalong words salin, which means transfer, and dunong, which is equivalent to knowledge or wisdom.

I know that am not a born writer. I know very little rule in technical writing. I have my own grammar flaws. But who cares, anyway? As long as I am writing from my heart and as long as I find happiness in every word I scribble, then that’s it. I cannot ask for more. I have made myself a writer and everything is a wonderful product of the intense passion and  the faith that God gave me to pursue it. Those two I have combined to the perspicacity that I have acquired from being a batang advo.

Oh, gosh. I’m gonna die the day manufacturers sans the production of pens and papers.

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it's an UBer FUN DAY, Kid.

Together with the KAAKBAY members, we spent our March 17 with 17 street children (wow, it’s just now that I realized na pareho palang 17). It was a day of fun, really. We had parlor games, face tattoos, colorful balloons, prizes, loot bags, foods and of course,mcdo's hamburgler!

i do not know what's inside their every timid smile.

or what's really bemeath their gloomy eyes.

i will never know each story behind their rough skin and dry hair, for sure.

but i will forever wonder

where are they headed?

Contemplate: A boy who strolls around the busy city having all the freedom that he could imagine sporting tattered clothing, a nauseating aroma and yes, the face that launches a thousand of emotions. Add the hopeful tone begging for the littlest of alms, the most common: Ate, pengeng barya. Alternatively, offering cigars and candies, and yes, sampaguita garlands. But what do we often do? This might not be a strange scenario but this never fails to clench my heart.

I wish people would just buy these items from these kids, instead of purchasing from those giant malls. I hope one day, I can paint a vivid picture of them with all the justification to tell the world about these kids who also needs an embrace.

actually, i do not know how to help them or how to make sure that amidst the hurly burly of life, a brighter future still awaits them. i feel sad that all I could do is feel sorry for them. Sabi nga ni Dad when I once asked him why there are street children: that’s how life is daw, the question is whether they want to remain in the street or make a difference in their lives. Plus the reminder of how blessed I am for everything that the Almighty has bestowed on me.

But I believe, prayers will make a lot of difference. Let’s all be one in including these kids in our daily prayers, so one day will come, and there will be no one strolling down the cold streets with a growling stomach or a heart starving for love.

And that just like us, i know they also have so much love to give in this world. ♥

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ANTI-DEPRESSION CONVENTION-PLUS-PLATES OF OLD GOOD SPAGHETTI-PLUS-SISTER'SBDAYBASH-SLASH-VALENTINE'SPARTY.

:last FEBRUARY 13 -14, 2010:

sorry for the delayed posting.

8am - 4pm:  2nd ICCS Convention @ the AFP theater.

last year, it was just me and aiza and i am overly happy that atcheng and jonjon were able to join this time. though, i must say that i'm still inlove with the 1st ICCS convention.

♥

4pm - 6:30 THE OLD SPAGHETTI HOUSE @ LIBIS

the convention finished earlier than expected and so we agreed to grab a quick pasta experience.

yeeee. i super love pasta with lotsa cheese!!!!

8PM: BIRTHDAY SURPRISE FOR ATE GRACE THAT LASTED 'TIL 5AM.

we surprised ate grace for her nth (giggles) birthday. it was supposed to be a black and red surprise party with all gifts wrapped in black and ribboned in red. together with black and red balloons and boys pretending to be macho dancers in a box biting a stem of rose. haha.  but not everyone supported the idea. though, ENJOY PA DIN.

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