There are no words for this post. The song says it all for me. Every line is my life spelled-out.
I thank you for the inspiration while I sit here in anticipation of the year ahead... While I wait eagerly for my real life to begin. If only you can be there with me when it happens...
"Let me throw one more dice.
I know that I can win.
I'm waiting for my real life to begin."
As the year draws to a close a few hours from now, allow me to reflect on the things that happened in the year that we will leave behind. Never has there been a time more challenging than these times. Never have we been faced by such pressing issues such as war, global warming, oil supply problems, social and political turmoil, incurable diseases, technology dilemmas and moral degradation -- all at the same time. Continue reading →
Photo by Maxime DodinetI've always liked Lenny Kravitz and most of his songs. But this one is definitely my favorite of his. Until now, I'm bowled over each and every time I listen to it. I wonder why. Maybe you know. Continue reading →
Unlike many girls out there, I never really dreamed of becoming a beauty queen or a movie star. Maybe because I hardly had the makings of either or both.
Unlike many kids out there, I never really dreamed of becoming a doctor or a nurse. Maybe because although I find it fascinating, intriguing and challenging, I knew these hands of mine, caring as they are, will never touch someone else's blood. Not because I dread it, but because fate would have it that way. Continue reading →
As if the CARP issue and the alleged continued corruption are not enough to contend with, DAR is now faced with another issue of headline material -- this time, a story that if only for the news sources that covered it and the blogged story of the family member who was there with the victims, you'd seriously think this story is merely lifted from a movie scene or a usual mauling news printed in the inside of tabloids. And although the DAR chief didn't have direct participation, he stood there watching the events unfold as if a bemused spectator. Continue reading →
This guy Joma just won't give it a rest. Miles away from where we are, he is still "trying" to cause trouble here. And I say "trying" because from what I know, his "all-talk, no-show" antics have proved detrimental to the once-powerful group he "once" lead. Twenty years in exile and he hasn't figured out (just yet) what he's supposed to do for this country if he is indeed hell-bent on achieving that oh-so-big word called "change". Continue reading →
RJ is a technology and politics enthusiast. She doesn't blog or comment anonymously and her opinions are not for sale. Know more about her and this blog.
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March is Women’s Month
Phenomenal Woman by: Maya Angelou
Many people wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
When I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms,
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
The flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
The joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Men themselves have wondered
what they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them,
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Now you understand
just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing,
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palms of my hands,
the need for my care.
Because I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's my mother and all your mothers
And my grandmothers and your grandmothers
And my great grandmothers and your greats
And my great greats
And yours
And all you women
And Me!