bata.

There is no better way than waking up smiling to the promise of a brand new day. (Ok that was too cheesy for an intro.. hahaha). But really this morning is a testament of how refreshing it is to start your day with good vibrations. So despite my ever so pestering cough 'n colds, I embraced my morning with a smile and man does it feel good.

And all this mush is brought to you by our neighbor's loud radio, playing this song earlier today.

 "Katulad ka ng isang umagang may ngiti..."

I know.. I know.. this song is sooo last year, but I just can't get myself not wanting to be Madeline at 1:30 from the video above (well that's an information for a whole different kind of blog). And mind you I wasn't into this back then as much as I am now, which is weird considering the nature of the song and how it would've been more appropriate for me to relate to these kind of songs back then. And while listening to this on constant repeat, I realized the reason why. 

I am in love. I'm always in love. And I'll always choose to feel that way.

Now don't get  me wrong because when I say 'love' I mean the whole package. And that includes everything from happiness, bliss, joy, belonging, contentment, 'kilig' , ecstasy to disappointment, pain, despair, acceptance, moving on and freedom. From my point of view, nobody can take one and can be spared from the rest. It takes all these things to fully appreciate that word and to come out as the better person you want to be.

We are all made to be loving spirits, and I think that's why we are able to live somehow on the same planet. We are all programmed to take that leap of faith and take in all that comes our way. And to that I say we should always be in love, with what we are, with the person we are with or not with, with our studies, with our job, with the people around us, with whatever situation we are in and with LIFE in general.

:]

audrey.

I stayed up late last night browsing through some records in my music folder, most of which I haven't even listened to yet and I could not believe myself for letting this huge pile of folders left untouched and unrecognized. I have these songs by record so what I did was I randomly chose like two songs from each record to listen to and if I don't like it I deleted the whole album, which makes me a jerk but I couldn't think of a faster way to clean up this accumulating madness. And so I was halfway through that process when I stumbled upon this record by Audrey Assad, I thought the album cover was neat so I started playing it and I ended up playing all 11 songs and it was not until the 5th track when I realized that it was actually CCM. I was so blown away at how the songs were written with pure honesty without sacrificing beauty. Her voice alone is already the type to bring in the chills, that coupled with moving lyrics, sent me instantly to tearsville.

I saw her "the making" video and she said these things about how she hopes that once the listeners hear the record that they'll be able to be more comfortable with the place they're in. That whatever questions or doubts they might be struggling through, whatever suffering they're trying to make sense of and whatever they're wondering about God and how He works, she hopes that her songs are honest enough and empathetic enough that they don't feel like being preached to but rather related to. And that's exactly how it felt to me.

And so I'm leaving you with this, currently my most favorite worship song. I'm suggesting anyone to grab a copy of this amazing record, it's definitely worth listening to.

starting over.

Let me start this by admitting that I'm not a faithful blogger. I could no longer remember how many attempts it took me the past couple of years to build my own blog, using different sites, but to no success. I'm thinking maybe it's because I have been busy (or so I thought) that I found no time to pursue my blogging activities. Or maybe I was just plain lazy.

So here I am again, starting over, after a good number of weeks spent in random shenanigans something about today revived my ever so fleeting blogging desire. And my fingers are crossed tight in hope of keeping the faith this time.