Friday, July 25, 2014

Imagine - John Lennon

So many crazy things happening in this world.

Philippine politics continues to be a circus and I'm starting to wonder if we ever knew what we were doing. Maybe it's time to go back to the tribal wisdom and have a council of elders who genuinely have the concern of the whole tribe in mind.

In the Middle East, even in our very own Mindanao, there threads a fine line between fighting for your beliefs to fighting for the sake of fighting.

When I was 8 years old, I only asked for one thing every Christmas time: world peace.

At 8 years old, I decided it was foolish to keep asking for something that will never happen. And that was the last Christmas I stopped wishing for it.

Well, I'm 36 years old. And, inside, I still feel as lost and helpless as when I was 8 years old.

I still can't do much. But I haven't let the cynicism of adulthood affect me so much so that I can't go back to being 8 years old and wishing for the one thing I stopped wishing for.

Maybe this time, we should focus all our thoughts, prayers, and beliefs into what the world needs the most.

Peace comes at a price. It demands love, patience, tolerance, respect, gratitude, and letting go and letting God.

It's not an easy task. How many of our days are wasted on thoughts of self-pity, complaining, anger, resentment, jealousy, petty arguments, and just a general dissatisfaction with everything in life?

Let's just stop. Breathe a moment. And look at the world through heaven's eyes.

And close our eyes and just summon as much light, love, and thoughts of peace as we can muster.

Lift it up to God, to the universe.

Maybe Michael Jackson was indeed right after all. Maybe it starts with the man in the mirror.

If every person woke up in the morning and knew that the man in the mirror is filled with love, peace, and light, maybe, just maybe, there is still hope for all of us after all.

Love, peace, and light to all of you.



The way he makes her laugh and then they kiss at the very end... So cute. :)

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