Your past follows you. Leave some tracks.

Your past follows you.

Rrrrrriiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnngggggggg! I hear the telephone ring. 
I pick it up.
"What's your name?" The caller asks me. Of course this is not the formal way of starting a telephone conversation.

I saw a man with one arm.

Yesterday as I was moving about in the streets I saw a man with one arm.
It was not my first time to see such a man but my heart ached. The man was actually holding a bowl with one hand, the only hand he had and was begging for some loose change. My heart was in pain for several reasons. The man was quite young. He was handsome but had this very sad face that made him look older than his actual age or so I thought.

Give more to get more

Give more get more

Yesterday I said I'm going to share much of my personal stories. This is in order to keep this blog busy. And not only that but also to help a soul here and there. Uplift someone who may be down, encourage someone who may be discouraged and so on and so forth. I hope  and pray to keep this momentum. After I posted this and I shared it on my Facebook I got so much response. Many people watched the livestream that I shared in order to send people to the post. They liked it, they commented, they sent me messages and said much. This feedback I only got because I did something. Likewise, for anything you do, expect something in return whether intended or not. And the more you give, the more you get.

Go out there and give more.

Going Personal


Hello Friend,

This is to let you know that after much soul searching and life searching, I have made some decisions-like we all do time and again, and I needed to share some of my thoughts with you.

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