And passing through eternity
That’s how he went one quiet afternoon.
Hardly a sound, so smooth and calm, the way he always was
A maverick until the very end.
But nothing ends,
I know nothing ends,
For him whose spirit is free,
For him who has unquenchable desire to live a life so full with adventures both real and imaginary, almost like a child,
Whose dreams were lived in the lives of those he raised, both daughters and roosters alike,
Whose one goal is not to hurt anyone but help others in his little way.
In riches, he did not have much,
But in stories lived, in battles won, in soaring intelligence, fun, laughter, wit and love,
he had a lot to share.
I see him smiling with his handsome rooster, up there somewhere, contented with the life he’s lived and the memories he’s made.
Tonight, I miss you ever so fondly, my Tata (Father).🌹
~30 Apr 2016, Rowena Isidro, pic by Daniel
In memory of my cousin who was gunned down serving his country in January 2011. He was a fearless journalist, a passionate environmental activist whose only mistake was serving the country he so loved…
“The sun never sets
It only hides beyond the mountains
And in times of darkness
It rises again in the hearts of men.”
Faith is believing in something that you cannot see….and waiting becomes easier to bear when you have faith that something will come to pass. Do you have faith that true love exists, that it will come for those who look for it, in whatever form, like the train over the Alps?
A Lesson in Faith & Waiting –
Between Austria and Italy, there is a section of the Alps called the Semmering. It is an impossibly steep, very high part of the mountains. They built a train track over these Alps to connect Vienna and Venice. They built these tracks even before there was a train in existence that could make the trip. They built it because they knew that some day, the train would come.
~ Under the Tuscan Sun
Unforgiveness coupled with bitterness is a toxic pill like poison that affects the person who can’t forgive and forget, not realising the harmful effect it is causing the soul. But sadly, there are people who never forgive, without even realising that they are doing that. Moving on from what we perceive as offense (rightly or wrongly) is difficult but when we forgive, we release freedom in the heavenlies, which frees the soul, liberates the spirit and heals our being.
~ my thoughts today, 23 March 2014
It is Boxing Day in Sydney and I thought about starting a series on my New Year Resolutions. I know, you’ll say they are passé as they get broken. But let me try as I have started and quite serious this time. Please ask me later if I have kept up with them. You’ll be my judge.
For today, which is Boxing Day, a day where sale abounds in Australia, my first aim is SIMPLIFICATION. I want to simplify my life, which is not an easy thing in a very complicated world. Too many distractions for the present-day woman, but I will start with something manageable. I have stayed away from the crazy Sale going on in the shopping malls, markets and online. Instead, what am doing is eliminating stuff, where the priority is trying to get rid of clothes I have not worn yet bought, dresses I’ve worn maybe once, stuff I don’t think I’ll ever wear because …I’m not sure, the mood has not happened for me to do it. And of course, there are some I have kept thinking I can shrink back to my old size before I gave birth to my first born so many years ago. So am trying to purge, classifying clothes into ‘To keep’, ‘For Charity’, ‘ For potential selling in the market or online’, and some ‘Under Assessment’. Boys get amused by this as they can’t understand the logic. They think chucking away is the answer for most of it. And maybe that’s wise. The aim is to reduce my wardrobe to bare minimum, and not to add more to them as much as I can control in 2014 and moving forward. This will simplify decisions in the morning as to what to wear, lessen space issues, and some savings in money. The art of shedding makes us win two ways as I read from my Golden Book from a fav author – I am shedding not only clothes, but more importantly, a little bit of my vanity J. Happy days ahead! More posts soon…
You need to die a little to love,
But in dying, you gain life,
Much more than what you used to have.
So should we be afraid to love because there could be pain?
That it may not be returned?
Someone took the risk 2,000 years ago,
He believed in love,
Before He was even born, He loved us
And was prepared to die, so willingly.
He believed we are worth loving and dying for.
Love, peace and light always ♥♥♥
~ from Rowena , author of ‘The Forsaken Muse’
To a Hero Filled with Love and Light, Nelson Mandela
**Dedicated to a hero filled with love and light that just crossed over, may you rest in peace…(1918-2013)**
So many great things have been written about you. All I can say is that we are so fortunate to have witnessed one of the greatest men to have walked the planet in our lifetime. You embody justice, fairness, courage, the ability to love, quiet dignity, unselfishness, and a great sense of humour, always manifesting in your beautiful smile. Prison and betrayal never took away that smile, as if signifying your faith in humanity, in the goodness of men, your belief in the future, and in seeing hope for mankind.
***People are remembered for different reasons when they die. As for you, I believe it is the pursuit of love, truth, freedom and justice. May you live forever in the hearts of the young and the old. Rest in peace great man of our generation!