Sunday, December 13, 2009
Vegetables has cured my vision
I was forced to eat lots of vegetables as my attention is still tied to my projects. And the accidental cure of that illness is a good example of a solution that takes in a form of inconvenience.
In my place, there's no need to buy vegetables if you only have the guts. Me, being accustomed to street life before, I know very well what to do in times of financial crisis. Sidewalk vendors selling vegetables, I once found out, they would just dump rejected vegetables beside them, waiting for the garbage truck to pick them up. And that is where I got plenty of vegetables supply for my food. A little rice paired with lots of vegetables is a good stuff already for the hungry stomach. It is said that vegetables are good for the health, but I have not experienced its therapeutic effect on the body until just the other day.
Because of my blogs, everyday, I have to visit a public library. After using the computer, I would usually sit down for an hour to read something. There I knew what's the problem, and how serious it is. There were even times that when signing my name, I couldn't clearly see the lines where I have to write my name. When that happens, I need to focus intently on that specific spot before my eyes could adjust to the light. The other day, I was pretty much surprised when I was able to write my name immediately and without problem. After I was through blogging, I picked up a book and started reading: the printed letters appeared so clear in one glance without straining my eyes. My eyes' new condition really startled me. To know what's happening, I closed my right eye with the help of my hand so I could view things with my left eye alone, which I know has a problem. But what I expected to see was not there -- the blurred has gone -- I saw things in the same strength and clearness as my right eye. I almost couldn't believe that I was healed by the humble vegetables by the sidewalk.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Book design improvements
This time, as I tinkered again with the Header and Footer, I found the trick where you can detach each page header and footer rendering them independent to the rest of the pages. Because I had done my page layout already, what I did is bind them together and paste them either to the Header or the Footer, and, surprisingly, they snapped back to their places. And when you switch to page view, they are now locked into place, unidetable. In this way, I can freely edit the text of my book without destroying the layout -- a very convenient way. And not only that, I think, it can preserve the layout of the file when viewing it using other computers running in newer version of MS word.
How thankful I am to have given the idea to make my work complete. It's more than 300 pages book. Today, I finished rearranging the layout until page 75. The process is slow but soon this will be completed.
Monday, November 23, 2009
Where is that faith?
I have just finished the above painting. Looking at it, I was suddenly reminded of the nature of faith. Philippines being a christian country, it is a common occurrence to hear the citing of the famous bible verse about faith and the mustard seed.
The reason why a genuine faith as tiny as that of a mustard seed is nearly impossible to acquire, it's mainly because the mind is actively reasoning. Put out the reasoning power of the mind, it is only then that you can believe what you want to believe without objection from your mind -- and that is faith. Think about it.
Friday, November 20, 2009
Have you been scared?
Like other emotions, Fear is concealed by nature deep in our being. Though it is buried within us, it is not difficult to find it, because even a mere prospect of an unwelcome encounter can surely bring it jumping out of its hiding place.
Some people are afraid of the dark. However, to those who are accustomed to living with it, interestingly, they have developed harmonious attitude towards it.
Well, When was the last time you are pretty scared? And do you think you will be as frightened the next time you will experience the same thing?
Friday, November 13, 2009
Looking Up the Heavens
In the Province, I usually got the chance to see and observe the skies. In those times, nature was close to me all the time wherever I would go. The sight would always remind me about the creator of this world, and the mysteries surrounding his creation. Then, I was just too naive about a lot of things, for I was just moving around within that tiny spot of the globe. Well, after all, there was nothing much to envy for my knowledge of worldly affairs was too limited. Now that I am out here, flanked with vast information and things to long for, things have changed; my little world has now expanded far and wide reaching different horizons. Though I seldom see that mysteriously grandiose vastness above me, but, nowadays, I begin to see the mysteriousness inherent in life itself through people and circumstances. The man in the above photo seemed to be intently scanning the horizon. Has he been searching for something or just leisurely looking at the wonderful sight above him? Well, nobody knows for sure, but whatever the reason of his action, like you and I, he must have been curious of what's out there.
Which way!
Let us say you are journeying in an unfamiliar part of town. As you keep walking, you are suddenly confronted with a situation where you have to decide of which road you are finally going to follow. At first, perhaps you will be perplexed as to what option you will take. The normal reflex, based from your sensations, is directly related to the way you feel and see about the road that will serve as guide to your decision. So, automatically you will be looking for telltales of goodness on the way. A beautiful and attractive sight will surely be your choice. But, I just can't understand why this is not so all the time. The world has been inhabited with people whose inclinations where not on the certainties of things. The daredevils, for example, have proven that danger and uncertainties can make life interesting and rewarding to some. Another example is the controversial heroine of France, Joan of Ark. In her time, she dared to defy the norms in the name of faith and conviction of the truthfulness of the voices she heard, as she claimed. When questioned, during her trial, why she left their home without asking permission from her parents, thus committing a sin in doing so; to this, she responded brilliantly and confidently: "Even if I had a hundred mothers and a hundred fathers, and even if I had been a daughter of a king, I would still have gone."