On Self-Belief and Other Related Constructs
As the term implies, self-belief is a person’s faith or complete trust and confidence in their abilities and skills and value as a human being. Consider it as a combination of self-confidence and self-worth.
Self-belief is an essential component in a person’s pursuit of success and happiness. If you don’t have it, don’t expect to achieve anything for without self-belief a person will never succeed in any kind of endeavor. But too much of it is not good either. An exaggerated opinion of one’s own qualities and abilities is called self-conceit. The Greeks refer to it as hubris.
Self-belief is a concept not difficult to comprehend yet not too many really know how having or not having it would affect their lives in general. Some may have chosen to disregard it not fully understanding the possible negative consequences for neglecting it.
If you won’t trust in your own abilities and…
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Hindi Nga Ba Ukol? (5)
(5th of 7 parts)
“Si… sino siya?”
“You mean hindi mo alam kung sino siya Kath?”
“Damn you Marco! Why don’t you just answer me. Sino siya?”
Pagkasabi niyon eh iniba ni Kath ang puwesto ng kanyang upuan. Halos nakatalikod na siya sa akin.
“Kath…”
Hindi sumagot si Kath. Wala siyang kibo.
“Kath… It’s you. It has always been you. You know that. I should have waited for you and not hastily committed to marry Anna. Hind ako dapat nakinig kay mama noon. Dapat itinuloy ko iyong balak kong dalhin ka sa Cebu noon.”
“Stop Marco… please stop.”
“Ang dahilan kung bakit ko piniling manatili sa piling ni Anna eh wala naman akong pupuntahan. Walang Kath akong pupuntahan. Wala ka.”
“I said stop!”
“Kung magkakaroon ulit ako ng relasyon, sa iyo lang dapat. Kung hindi din lang ikaw eh huwag na lang. I l love you Kath. I still love you after all those years. I never stopped loving you.”
“ANO BA MARCO!!! SABI KO TUMIGIL KA!!!”
Pagkasabi niya niyon ay tumayo si Kath. Umupo siya sa kama. Natatanaw ko siya. Hindi siya tumitingin sa monitor ng laptop. Tinatawag ko pangalan niya pero hindi niya ako nadidinig. Nakasaksak ang earphone sa laptop.
Hindi ko pinagsisihan na sinabi ko lahat ng iyon kay Kath. Lahat ng sinabi ko ay totoo. Hindi nawala ang pagmamahal ko kay Kath. Hindi ko lang sinabi iyon the last time we talked kasi very playful ang mode namin noon. That was not the right time to say it.
Binalikan ako ni Kath. Inilagay ulit sa kanyang tenga ang kanyang headset.
“Marco… do you know what you’re doing?”
Napaisip ako matapos sabihin iyon ni Kath. Alam ko namang pareho kaming married. Pero bakit ko piniling sabihin lahat ng iyon kay Kath.
“Naririnig mo ba ako Marco… I am asking… Do you know what you’re doing?”
“I do know Kath. I know what I am doing. I’m old enough to know what I am doing?”
“Okay… What are you doing?”
Seryoso si Kath.
“I am being honest about how I feel for you.”
“NO!!! Alam mo ba kung ano ang ginagawa mo? Ginugulo mo ang tahimik kong buhay. Ginulo mo ako noon… ginugulo mo nanaman ako ngayon.”
After saying that, Kath dropped the call. Hindi ko masasabing galit si Kath nang sabihin niya iyon. Ang nakita ko sa kanya ay parang struggle. Nahihirapan siya. Nalilito.
Gusto kong tawagan ulit si Kath. But I chose not to. Baka kasi lalo siyang magalit… halimbawa mang galit nga iyong nakita kong emotion niya.
Nahiga na lamang ako.
Tama naman si Kath. Tahimik na ang buhay niya at heto ako parang ginugulo ko nanaman siya. Nanaman dahil katulad noong naging intern ko siya eh wala siyang gustong gawin noon kundi magtrabaho at simulant ang kanyang career. At ano ang ginawa ko? Hinayaan kong mahulog ang damdamin niya sa akin samantalang alam ko naman na kasal na ako noon kay Anna.
Bakit nga ba ako na in love kay Kath? Dahil ba sa may problema kami noon ni Anna at nangangaylangan lang ako noon ng taong makikinig sa akin… ng taong makakaunawa sa mga pinagdadaanan ko noon? Dahil ba sa nakita ko kay Kath iyong mga qualities na gusto ko, qualities na wala kay Anna?
Hindi eh. Kahit siguro noong panahon na iyon ay wala kaming problema ni Anna, I would still fall in love with Kath. Napakadaling ma in love kay Kath. She is very smart and pretty. And she is more than beautiful. She is charming and sweet. Clingy. Kapag kausap ko siya noon eh parang ayaw kong matapos ang paguusap na iyon. Hindi lang naman tuwing may problema lang kami ni Anna na saka ko lang siya kakausapin. Iyon bang excited akong makarating noon sa opisina dahil alam kong nandoon siya.
Napakswerte lang ni Jay at siya ang pinakasalan ni Kath. Pero parang gusto kong subukang agawin sa kanya si Kath. It sounds ridiculous pero iyon ang gusto kong gawin.
Pero mukhang sablay ang naging first move ko. Mukhang natuliro ko si Kath. Parang I forced the issue at mukhang na-turn off siya. Sana naghinay-hinay lang ako.
*****
Hating-gabi na. Naisip kong baka tulog na siya. Minabuti kong huwag na lang siyang tawaga ulit. Parang nawalan ako ng confidence na tawagan siya.
Nagpasiya akong matulog na lang. Pero ko sana i-off ang laptop ko ang nagsend ako ng message kay Kath sa Facebook Messenger. After saying sorry I told her not to worry anymore dahil iyon na huling tawag ko sa kanya. Sinabi kong kahit kaylan eh hindi ko na siya guguluhin.
Hindi niya sinagot ang message ko… nag-video call siya.
I accepted the call.
Napakatagal bago may nagsalita sa amin.
“Kath…”
“O…”
“I’m sorry for telling you all those. Hindi ko intention na guluhin ka, na guluhin ang tahimik mong buhay.”
“Ginawa mo na, nagulo mo na… nagulo mo na isip ko.”
Dapat ko pa bang tanungin kong bakit nagulo ko ang isip niya. Malinaw. Mahal pa rin niya ako. Aminin man niya o hindi, tiyak kong mahal pa rin ako ni Kath.
“O ano Marco masaya ka ba na ginugulo mo ako?”
“Kath…”
“O… ano ba!? Kath ka lang ng Kath. Wala ka na bang ibang sasabihin?”
“Again… I am so sorry that I told you what I told you.”
“So… What could your sorry do?”
“Gusto ko lang naman na mag-reconnect tayo. Gusto ko lang na makausap ka ulit palagi katulad noon.”
“Bakit? Hindi mo ba puwedeng kausapin si Anna? Kausap lang pala ang gusto mo eh.”
“Nakakausap ko naman siya.”
“Oh, why do you still need to talk to me?”
“Kath… Hindi pa ba malinaw sa iyo? I long for your presence. It’s not that I want to talk to you. I want to see you.”
Umiling-iling si Kath. Medyo matagal bago siya sumagot.
“Marco… bakit ba kasi ayaw mo pa akong tantanan. Puwede bang hayaan mo na lang ako. Kalimutan mo na lang ako.”
“I tried to forget you Kath. God knows I tried.”
“Then?”
“Kath… I failed. I miserably failed.”
Totoo iyon. Sinubukan kong kalimutan si Kath pero ang hirap talagang gawin.
“Okay. Walang akong magagawa kung talagang ganyan ang nararamdaman mo sa akin. Pero don’t expect anything from me. I am a married. We’re both married. We both have children.”
“Naiintidihan ko.”
“What we have now Marco is nothing but friendship.”
“I understand. But please allow me call you kahit once a week lang.”
“Once a week lang pala eh. Walang problema.”
“Thank you Kath. I love you.”
“Marco… as I said. What we have is nothing but friendship.”
“Why Kath? Can’t friends not say I love you to one another?”
“Palusot ka pa ha.”
“Hindi ah. What I said is true. Friends do say I love you to one another.”
“Okay… okay… I love you too my friend.”
Nangiti ako sa narinig ko at hindi iyon nalingid kay Kath.
“Hoy… bakit nangingiti ka diyan. What I said is clear… may friend sa dulo.”
“Yeah… yeah. Fair enough for me.”
“Sige na Marco. Let’s talk some other time. It’s very late now. Kaylangan kong gumising ng maaga. May pasok mga bata.”
“Ow sorry… kinain ko na oras mo.”
“No worries Marco.
“Okay Kath! Thanks for the time. See you soon. Sleep well.”
“I’m not sure of that Marco. We’ll see. I’ll drop the call now. Good night.”
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In the next two weeks ay nagkaka-video call kami ni Kath sa gabi kapag tulog na ang mga anak niya. Excited kaming nagkuwentuahan tungkol sa mga bagay na nangyari sa bawat isa sa amin since the last time na nagkita kami before ako pumunta dito sa South Korea.
Naging member daw siya ng isang Christian group kung saan siya uma-attend ng mid-week at Sunday worship. Very active daw siya sa church na iyon. Umaattend din daw doon si Jay kapag siya’y nagbabaksayon doond sa Pilipinas.
Sa parte ko naman ay sinabi ko sa kanya na sineryoso ko ang aking pagsusulat at nag-create ako ng website para sa mga sinusulat ko. At nasorpresa ako ng sabihin niyang alam niya ang tungkol sa website.
“Aaminin ko na updated ako sa mga posts mo sa website. Binabasa ko ang mga sinusulat mong tula at mga kuwento.”
“Ibig sabihin eh, alam mong ilan sa mga kuwento at tula ko ay tungkol sa iyo… tungkol sa nararamdan ko sa iyo.”
“Ayaw kong mag-assume Marco.”
“Are you playing naïve Kath?”
“Ayaw ko nga lang mag-assume. Ano ba?” Why don’t you just tell me?”
“Yes Kath. Whenever I need an inspiration or a motivation to write poems and stories. Iyong memories natin ang pinghuhugutan ko. Whatever emotion I need to portray … joy… love… pain… and what have you, I think of you. I think of the ‘we’. I mean iyong tayo na hindi nangyari.”
Hindi Nga Ba Ukol? (4)
(4th of 7 parts)
Iba ang siglang nadama ko pagkatapos ng video call at palitan namin ng messages ni Kath. Pakiramdam ko’y nagkaroon ng closure ang napakarming issues sa pagitan namin. Nagkaroon ng linaw ang maraming bagay tungkol sa aming dalawa.
Sinimulan ko nang i-erase ang mga messages namin. Nabasa ko ulit ang message niyang nagsasabing hindi raw kami ukol sa isa’t-isa… that we were not meant to be with each other.
I gave that a serious thought.
Hindi nga ba kami ukol para sa isa’t-isa? Are we really not meant for each other?
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After two days, nang inopen ko ang Facebook ay tinignan ko ulit ang profile ni Kath, katulad ng madalas kong gawin. Tinignan ko nanaman ang mga solo shots niya sa kanyang album na profile pic.
Hindi na ako nakatiis. Nagmessage ako sa kanya.
“Hello Kath! Busy?”
Mga five minutes siguro bago siya nag-respond.
“Hindi naman. Just reading to kill time.”
“I see.”
“So… what’s up Marco?”
“Kung hindi ka pa sana matutulog eh can I call?”
“What if I say no?”
“Please Kath, kahit saglit lang.”
“Why? Napagusapan na natin lahat 2 nights ago ‘di ba? So, tell me… why do you need to call me?”
May ilang sandali din ang lumipas bago ako nakasagot.
“Kath… please. Let me talk to you kahit few minutes lang.”
“Bakit nga kako… Bakkittt?”
I told her the truth.
“I miss you Kath. Iyon lang. I just want to see you again.”
Nabasa ni Kath ang sinabi kong iyon. Naging “seen” ang status ng message.
Feeling ko eh hindi ako pagbibigyan ni Kath.
Nag-send ulit ako ng message.
“I am sorry Kath. I’m just being true to myself. Sobrang na-miss talaga kita.”
Pagkatapos niyon, nagulat ako pero tuwang-tuwa dahil si Kath na mismo ang tumawag.
In-accept ko ang video call.
“Thank you Kath!”
“Thank you ka diyan. Makulit ka pa rin hanggang ngayong Marco.”
Ang sabi ni Kath habang inaayos ang earphones sa kanyang mga tenga.
Naka lady sando at shorts lang si Kath. Malawak ang sakok na kuha ng gamit niyang webcam kaya nakikita ko siya mula hita hanggang mukha.
“O… saan ka nakatingin?”
Nangiti ako. Nag-adjust ng puwesto si Kath kaya mula dibdib hanggang mukha na lamang niya ang aking nakikita.
“Sa mukha mo ako nakatingin ano.”
Hindi nga talaga kumupas ang kagandahan ni Kath.
“Hay naku Marco. Hanggang ngayon eh napakahirap mong hindian. Ang kulit-kulit mo.”
“Sorry Kath. Talaga lang na sabik akong makita ka.”
“O sige na… sige na. Naniniwala na ako.”
“Ikaw ba Kath… do you miss me?”
Napayuko si Kath. Bumuntong-hininga.
“Ano ba Marco. Bakit ba kaylangan mo pang tanungin iyan?”
“Yes or no lang naman. Mahirap bang sagutin ang tanong ko.”
“Oo na… oo na… miss rin kita. O ano masaya ka na?”
“Thank you Kath.”
“Thank you ka diyan. Marco lilinawin ko lang ha.”
“Ang alin?”
“May asawa’t anak na tayo pareho. Tahimik na pareho ang mga buhay natin. Okay.”
Tumango lang ako bilang tugon.
“Pumapayag akong mag-usap tayo dahil magkaybigan tayo. May pinagsamahan tayo. Nothing more… nothing less.”
“Loud and clear Kath.”
“Mabuti naman!”
“Nasaan nga pala mga tsikiting mo.”
“Nasa kani-kanilang kuwarto. Mga 9:00 PM eh pinapasok ko na sila sa mga kuwarto nila para matulog.”
“So okay lang na tawagan kita a little past 9:00 PM diyan.”
“Hoy Marco… huwag kang assuming… last na video call na natin ito.”
“Huwag naman… sana kahit once a week at least eh magkausap tayo.”
“What made you think na gusto kita kausapin at least once a week?”
“Basta… tatawagan kita Kath. Magbabakasakali na maawa ka sa akin eh sasagutin mo.”
“Bahala ka… hindi ko sasagutin ang tawag mo. Kaya nga lahat ng gusto mong sabihin eh sabihin mo na ngayon.”
Alam kong hindi totoo iyon. Alam kong kapag tumawag ulit ako kay Kath eh sasagutin at sasagutin niya ito. Nararamdaman kong mahal pa rin niya ako. At hindi ako puwedeng magkamali sa kung ano ang nararamdam ko – mahal ko pa rin si Kath.
Sana mali ako sa aking assumption tungkol sa nararamdaman sa akin ni Kath. Sana nga mali ako sa dahilang kapag hindi ko napigilan ang aking sarili sa sa pagpapakita ng kung ano ang nararamdaman ko sa kanya eh paano kung bumigay din siya?
“Kaylan nga pala uuwi si Jay?”
“I don’t know. Baka next year. Every two years siya umuuwi. Pero dahil sa covid eh baka madelay. Ikaw… kaylan ka magbabakasyon dito sa atin?”
“Next year din. Ang tagal pa nga eh. Uwing-uwi na ako.”
“Wow! Mukhang miss na miss mo na si Anna ah. Tama?”
“Siyempre lahat ng mga mahal ko sa buhay eh miss ko na.”
“At siyempre kasama doon si Anna… di ba?”
“Bakit ba lagi mong isinisingit si Anna?”
“Aba siyempre… sino ang gusto mong tanungin ko na nami-miss mo? Si Mayette?”
I chose not to respond.
Si Kath ang tumapos sa dead air na namagitan sa amin.
“O sige na Marco. Mukhang ayaw mo na akong kausapin. Drop this call now.”
“Bakit ko naman mami-miss si Mayette?”
“Malay ko sa iyo? Hindi mo ba namimiss iyong dyugdyugan ninyo noon?”
“Kath please.”
“Naku Marco… sa libog mong iyan at dahil hindi mo kasama diyan si Anna eh siguradong…”
“No! I never fucked anyone here. I have not fucked anyone in 8 years.”
Tumawa nang tumawa si Kath. Parang nanunuya.
“Do you expect mo to believe that?”
“I don’t care if you believe it or not. Kahit naman kaylan hindi ka naniniwala sa mga sinasabi ko.”
Tumigil sa pagtawa si Kath. Bigla siyang naging seryoso.
“Granting na wala kang tinira diyan Marco, what about your wife tuwing nagbabakasyon ka dito?”
Ipinaliwang ko kay Kath na after niyang ipangangak si Kenneth ay hindi na kami nakapag-sex ni Anna. Nagkaroon siya ng diabetes at isa sa mga naging epekto ng kondisyon niyang iyon ay ang pagbaba ng kanyang libido. Bukod doon ay may sumasakit sa kanyang ari tuwing gagawin namin iyon.
“Sorry to hear that Marco.”
“We don’t even sleep in the same room kapag umuuwi ako.”
“Ha!? Why?”
“Don’t ask Kath. Sabihin na lang natin na that’s the kind of arrangement that made both of us happy and enabled us to preserve our marriage.”
Natahimik nanaman kami pareho ni Kath.
Mahirap sabihin kung naniwala ba sa mga sinabi ko si Kath. Mahirap naman talaga paniwalaan na may ganoon kaming arrangement ni Anna. Pero dahil nga sa sakit niya eh hindi ako makapag-insist na magsiping kami. At kahit nga hindi kami tuluyang naghiwalay noon at nagkaanak pa kami bago siya nagkasakit eh hindi ko masasabing naging maaayos ang pagsasama namin. Away-bati pa rin kami. Para talaga kaming aso’t pusa. Napatawad naman niya ako sa pagkakaroon ko ng relasyon kay Mayette at ako nama’y tinigilang kong mag-expect ng mga bagay na hindi niya kayang ibigay. Pero wala talaga kaming tinatawag na chemistry. Tinanggap ko na nga lang noon na ganoon siya… na hindi siya katulad ni Kath. Pero mayroon din naman siyang magandang mga qualities. Unfair naman na sabihin kong puro negative ang nakikita ko sa kanya. Hindi lang talaga kami magkasundo sa mga napakaraming bagay
Puwede kong sabihin na isa sa mga naging magandang resulta ng pagtatrabaho ko dito sa South Korea ay ang pagkakaroon ng physical distance ni Anna. Mahirap kasi talaga na magkasama kami sa iisang bahay. Nakakapagtakang bigla na lang kaming magkakaroon ng disagreement kahit tungkol sa mga napaka-petty na mga bagay.
“Ang gara naman ng arrangement ninyo. Why did you decide to stay with her despite… you know…”
“Despite the absence of sex… despite the fact that we literally sleep in different rooms kapag nandiyan ako sa Pilipinas?”
Hindi sumagot si Kath. Parang nakatingin lang siya sa akin.
“Tell me what I should have done Kath. Find another Mayette! Is that what I should have done?”
“I don’t know Marco! I don’t know!”
“Kath… I realized when I was here in South Korea who I should have had as a wife. I finally came to know kung sino ang gusto ko na makasama hanggang sa pagtanda ko kung mabibigyan kami ng pagkakataon. Kung magkakaroon ulit ako ng bagong relasyon I want it with only one person… with her. Kung hindi siya… huwag na lang.”
Mirage
Felt it was.
Thought it was.
But…it wasn’t
I saw you…
smiling.
I felt your lips
kissing mine.
But when the amber’s gone
you vanished.
In thin air
you disappeared.
The cinder is our only chance
but it has now turned to ashes.
The wind has blown away
the faintest flicker of hope
that there’s a “you and me.”
But…
It can’t be… shouldn’t be.
The “you and me”
is nothing
but a “could have been.”
You were there
or so I thought.
But you were never.
Or shall I say…
you should have not been there.
Everything was indeed perfect.
Or so I thought.
But everything is nothing
… but a mirage.
But I could still
hold you
kiss you…
that’s when you visit me
in my dreams.
Only in my dreams.
For the “we”
is but a dream.
And you
…. just a mirage.
Road to Self-Improvement: The Road Not Taken
“When we strive to become better than we are,
everything around us becomes better too.”
– Paulo Coelho
“Two roads diverged in a yellow wood…”
That’s the first line in Robert Frost’s poem entitled “The Road Not Taken.”
Each time you wake up in the morning, you stand at a fork in a road – one path leads to self-complacency and the other to self-improvement.
“And sorry [you] could not travel both
And be one traveler, long [you] stood
And looked down one as far as [you] could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;”
You wouldn’t be able to see what lies ahead because the forest of life is dense and the road is not straight. All I can tell you is you will either bear the consequences or enjoy the results of choosing which way to go. And you were not born yesterday not to know the repercussions…
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Your Blame List
The last time we came to work late, was it the traffic or the weather that we blamed? Or was it the alarm clock’s fault for it didn’t go off? Ahh, the battery of the cellphone went dead.
When we had a break-up with a lover (or a major falling out with a friend), who did we blame? Ourselves or the other party?
Whenever something goes wrong, seldom or rarely (or is it never?) do we hold ourselves responsible for it. We always point our finger at something or hold others accountable. When things don’t turn the way we expect them to, we are always ready to check our blame list to find somebody or something to put the liability on.
This reminds me of one of the narratives of Jim Rohn.* He said that one day he was asked by his mentor Earl Shoaff, “Jim just out of curiosity tell me how come you haven’t done well up until now?” What Mr. Rohn did, according to him, for him not to look too bad, was read on his list of why he wasn’t looking good and not doing well. He blamed, among other things, the government, weather, traffic, company policies, negative relatives, cynical neighbors, economy, and community.
What about our personal blame lists? Is it as long Mr. Rohn’s. Perhaps it’s longer.
Who do people who could not find jobs blame? Of course the favorite whipping boy – the government. They contend that it is the duty of the government to create job opportunities for them. That is true. But work is something that is not going to be awarded to anybody on a silver platter. We have to search for it and we ought to be prepared. It is our responsibility to get ourselves ready for employment. Get the required education or training. We need to have the necessary knowledge and skills.
What if you could not get the education and training you need? Well, whose fault? Okay, I will give you time to check your blame list.
Done?
Now let’s continue.
Common sense will tell us that the government cannot possibly provide each citizen with a job. It is also impossible for the private sector to employ everybody. That’s just the reality. Harsh it may be. So, what should we do? Simple – be competitive. Be the best in your field or profession. The best ones are always on top of the priority lists of prospective employers. And if in our respective countries there are no job opportunities, or we won’t get the salary we want, let’s consider applying for work overseas. If you’re not satisfied where you are, go somewhere else.
“You can always move out from where you are now to find yourselves better opportunities. You’re not a tree.” That’s also from Mr. Rohn.
The ones who won’t get employed, or do not want to work for others because they have better plans for themselves, could perhaps succeed as entrepreneurs. Not everybody is trained to be in a workplace and be someone else’s employee. Some of us will be farmers, or fishermen, or plumbers, or drivers, or gardeners. There is always a way to earn an honest living. Whatever it is that we find as a source of livelihood, let’s us be thankful.
Accept the reality that some are rich and some are poor. And hey, don’t blame the rich if they don’t want to help the poor. Don’t blame your rich siblings, friends, and neighbors if they don’t share with you their blessings. It’s either you work as hard as they did for you to have what they have or be content with what you are capable of having.
Just bear in mind that each of us has a choice to A – Be rich; B – Have the means to meet both ends and at least get extra cash to afford some luxuries in life; or C – Have 3 square meals a day. Yes, I consider A, B and C as choices. It’s up to us to decide what to aim at… which of the three would make us happy.
Some people live simple lives happy to be able to eat three times a day. Some set their ceilings high and sometimes even go through it. Each of us has a chance at A. Nobody would prevent us from wanting to become rich. But becoming that won’t be easy… unless you win millions in the lottery.
There are two ways to go (and robbing a bank is not one of them) for those who would aim at A – hope that you hit that lotto jackpot or work as hard and wisely as those who became millionaires and billionaires did.
And when you fail to be so… when you fail to achieve your dreams and realize your goals… blame no one.
People who suffer from setbacks and face adversities would more often than not blame their friends or family members – parents, siblings, children, spouses – citing lack of support. Let’s not forget that support is something that is given voluntarily. It is not an entitlement. We could say that it is the obligation of our loved ones to help us. But what if they are not capable of helping for just like us they also need help or they also have problems of their own?
Or what if they have the capacity to support but they won’t? That would bring us to another “don’t” aside from don’t blame. That is don’t expect. If we get support in the pursuit of our dreams and goals we should be thankful. If not, our fight goes on. It’s not the end of the world. We should always be ready to fight our battles alone.
And please, let’s not blame our parents also if we are not doing well in life. Let’s not accuse them of not paving the way for us and ensure that rolled in our paths to better lives is a red carpet. Whatever kind of parents we have (or had) – good or bad – they ceased to be in control of us and our future the moment we became capable of deciding for ourselves. The question is, “What did we do when we sat in the driver’s seat of our lives?” Did we do everything we could to ensure that we succeed in our endeavors? Or did we expect that success is like the manna that fell from heaven which the Israelites in the Exodus just freely picked up?
Remember the narrative of Mr. Rohn? It did not end after he made a litany of the reasons why he was not succeeding and who and what should be blamed for that. Mr. Shoaff patiently listened to him and at the end said the following, “Mr. Rohn, the problem with your list is you ain’t on it!”
Before Mr. Rohn decided to work for Mr. Shoaff, he tore off his old blame list and replaced it with a new one where he wrote the only reason for not doing good in life – “ME.”
Now, let’s review our personal blame lists? Are we included on it? Or we automatically assign fault to something or someone for the misfortunes and failures that befall us?
Something that we should understand and accept is whatever we have become, wherever we are in the socio-economic pyramid, and whatever we have and don’t have, are the results of all the decisions we made. Others may disagree but I believe that our destiny is the sum total of all our decisions and indecisions.
We disagree in our interpretation of destiny. Theists believe that whatever happens to us is the will of a supreme being. I also believe that God exists but I think that we chart our own destiny. He gave us the gift of volition so we could have the dignity to decide for ourselves.
So, if we are not succeeding in our endeavors, if we are not healthy, and if we are not happy, we only have ourselves to blame.
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* Jim Rohn was a successful American entrepreneur and motivational speaker and his net worth before his death, according to estimates, was $500 million.
Reunion
(A Short Story in Filipino)
Dalawampu’t limang taon bago muling nagkita-kita ang magkakaybigang sina Jay, Chris, Mario at Mon. Masaya sila sa dahilang muli silang nagkasama-sama. Sila’y buong sabik na nagkumustahan at nagkuwentuhan.
Katulad ng dati ay nandoon ang kantiyawan at tawanan. At siyempre, hindi naiwasan na mapag-usapan din nila ang mga seryosong bagay – ang mga pagsubok at mga alalahanin, ang kanilang mga kabiguan at tagumpay, at ang kinahinatnan ng kanilang mga pangarap sa buhay.
At kadalasang pagkatapos ng reunion o pagkikita ng mga magkakaybigan o magka-klase ay malalaman kung sino sa kanila ang totoong nagtagumpay. At papaano ba susukatin ang tunay na tagumpay? Ano ang batayang gagamitin mo para sabihing nagtagumpay sa buhay ang mga kaybigan at mga kaklase mo?
M.A.D. LIGAYA
M.A.D. L I G A Y A 