cereal milk drink, first thing very early in the morning is not for me. i threw up before boarding the bus. i should just opt for ginger tea but ran out of it.
i like to be seated by the window. it helps me think. when passing the countryside and the seaside, i like to smell the scent of its air. i especially like the smell of freshly-cut grass, it sort of triggers some memories. i also like to smell the sea breeze, watch its beauty, the people and their way of life.
before dawn and early dawn, the wind could be wild and cold. it could cause flatulence. wear a jacket and pants or close the bus window near you and wait for the wind to be a little warm and calm. but. there are really people who seem to get used to it. maybe, it’s part of their daily routine. maybe, they became numb that the cold no longer bother them. maybe, the coldness outside is nothing compared to their coldness inside. i don’t know.
there are times we find it hard to sit still in a long journey. we wanted to be in the destination right away. especially when one is not feeling well. especially when we miss something. someplace. someone. we wish if only we could teleport from here to there. there to here.
and while we can’t physically teleport, we can in our hearts and minds. it’s like there is some space inside us containing memories. i mean… 5 years or more from now, i could read this again and scan through the photos in the order that it’s taken, could relive and bring me back in these moments in my own memory– the thoughts, the feelings, the lessons.
long journeys could be tiresome. thankfully, there are bus stops. in life, we also need to pause. stop. rest. reflect. refresh. recharge. even the birds make stops. and also, learn to take delight in the journey, coz our life is a journey and we have a destination.
it seemed the waves were playing games when we’re on our way to the island. the boat would dance a little to the left, straight again. left. straight. we could not instruct the waves to stop or control the weather.
in retrospect, there were times in our lives where we like to take full control of some things. some situations. yet, we really can’t. but, we can learn to take control of ourselves. one moment at a time. even when it’s hard sometimes.
in regards with things we have no control over, let’s learn to let go of it. seek and know the One who is sovereign overall. the One whom even the wind and the waves obeys. seek with an open heart and mind. we are wired to know before we trust. we should have no problem trusting Him for He is the epitome of pure love for He is love, but yes, we’re still in this human experience.
it is my prayer the we learn to fully trust Him each moments. even when it’s hard. especially when it’s hard.
in the island, there were a group of kids playing at a park behind their school. they have bright eyes and bright smiles.^^
one afternoon, there were some people skydiving and one was about to land, it appeared that his direction is going to be in this sand bar where people lay and chill. so everyone moved in haste. when the diver has landed and no one was hurt, we laughed at our faces.
the sea was silky smooth on our way back. and we happened to ride the same bus(with the same conductor haha) going to and from hagnaya port.
i once heard somebody on the radio saying, “wherever you are, be all there. do your best with what you can, with what you have.”