Be The Light

When I was younger, I was much like a sunflower.  I point and direct people and lives to where the light is. A sunflower always points and faces the sun.

As I went through "adulting", the sun dimmed up. I thrived to be the sunflower under the moonlight. But it was exhausting! I kept looking for the sun.

But now, I realized, why be a pointer? Why should I content in just facing the light? So, I decided to be the light post myself.

I cannot be the Sun...there is only one Sun. Even the moon derives her light from the Sun. So does the stars. I will not outshine the Sun. I am a secondary source of light.

Incognito

in·cog·ni·to

/ˌinkäɡˈnēdō/

 

adjective & adverb (adjective: incognito; adverb: incognito)

1. 1.

   (of a person) having one's true identity concealed.

   "in order to observe you have to be incognito"

   synonyms:

   under an assumed name, under a false name, in disguise, disguised, under cover, in plain clothes, camouflaged, unidentified secretly, anonymously "you'll be traveling incognito"

noun

noun: incognito; plural noun: incognitos

1. 1.

   an assumed or false identity.

    

    

    

    

    

Never Be Afraid to Start over Again

I used to get stressed over the feeling of restarting all over again. For a time, it felt, like an endless "restarting over again".

But 'cest la vie.

It is a new chance to rebuild.

While others get planted deeply and bloom...

Others get uprooted, blown by the wind and get replanted like wild weeds off to a meadow or valley.

Thrive. Just thrive and spread like wildfire.

Tell Your Story

I have vowed...

To never run from my past and be afraid of it's stories. I am boldly showing my scars and telling what I have been through. I am who I am today because of every spec of dust that yesterday gave me. I have overcome all those.

I may inspire. I may not. But I am happy where I am in this inconstant life. I am happy to keep moving, even if it means restarting or overhauling. I am an itinerant soul that will eventually leave too.

Ako Nga Po Pala (Me, By The Way)

18 is my name. Read it as Itin. That's short for Christine.

There probably is a gypsy in my soul; an Itinerant in constant travel. Moving from one place to another; never at one too long. I am drawn to the fantasy that her character has.  I love the flamboyance she exudes, the magic and mysticism, the music and the dance that resonates with the fire burning ablaze. I am drawn to the image of strength that she has.

Gypsies, they say, symbolizes spontaneity and wild behavior. And they say one may identify with this archetype if one is interested in a path of spiritual development, such as those aligned to the mystery schools or study of the laws of the universe (perhaps this goes to explain my interest in things not-so-normal, in meditation, and even my path to a degree in psychology).

I claim to be an aesthete/artist, a poet, a thriving soul and this blog is my life in that facet.

This is the snippet of my soul...vignettes, musings, art and stuff.

 For after all, we are all but travelers moving this earth. I am La Itin-erante.

Life In Retrospect

"You can't start the next chapter of your life if you keep re-reading your last one.”

 

Well said right. If you won't turn the page, you won't get to the next events in the story. Es la vida; we have to move to the next pages too. It is not to say though that we forget the previous pages. IMO, it is totally moronic to read and read on without remembering what came before it. You will never understand the depth of the story. Likewise, you will not get your life in full circle if you keep heading on and ignore what has happened in your past.

 

Some wise men have said that our past should serve as our lessons. Aptly, they should. They can be shadows to help us appreciate what we have now and where we are now. Life in retrospect is, looking back and contemplating the past...not dwelling or living in it.

 

 

I've learned that there is nothing wrong or bad about our past. Those experiences molded us to who we are now. Of course, in all honesty, I had my moments of wishing I had done things differently and regretting whatever or whoever was in the past. But, what I eventually came to see is that for most cases, your important people don't and won't even remember those eventually. Of course, there are those who will judge you...we cannot control them. But those people who truly matter; those important people, they will seriously forget whatever went wrong and only celebrate your victory. In fact, even those haters can try to squeeze in  and bask in your glory when they manage to - makikisawsaw din sila sa tagumpay mo.

We all fall sometimes. It is how we pull ourselves together and rally in the present that makes the past worthwhile. 

Heto Nanaman, Bagong Yugto

Heto naman, bagong yugto. (This again, a new chapter). And we just move right along.             
I will admit to feeling lost for a while. But I am getting the hang of these shifts, transitions and changes.  The constant motion of an itinerant nomad is the destination. It is home.

I will admit to having ceased the wonder of new places, new people and new experiences; as if all these were mundane. Simply, because it's become too frequent. Hence, ordinary. But, I am choosing to regain that wonder. I am embracing wanderlust as a lifestyle. Life is not a journey. I AM TTHE JOURNEY. {A journey is a person in itself; no two are alike. And all plans, safeguards, policing, and coercion are fruitless. We find that after years of struggle that we do not take a trip; a trip takes us. --- John Steinbeck}

The goal is to live life by seeing each day with fresh eyes. {We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time. --- T.S. Elliot}

Still, the goal goes beyond just seeing. The core of the goal is to live. {Certainly, travel is more than the seeing of sights; it is a change that goes on, deep and permanent, in the ideas of living. --- Mary Ritter Beard} 

Kaya, eto nanaman, bagong yugto. (So, here once again, a new chapter).

Moving right along....