‘how to know our “life’s purpose”?

27 02 2012

really now… how to know?

recently, a blog friend raised that question. so too, i had found myself digesting this question on my mind. this morning as i am contemplating on the way for work,  insights suddenly flashed across my mind…

these insights suddenly found myself standing on a clear flashback picture of my younger days…

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insight no.1

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on my childhood, there was a moment when my mother was about to gave birth to our youngest sibling. while she’s nearing her due, our father burdened with life’s difficulty,  had to go to away to re-acquaint with a colleague that will take him for a new job as a land surveyor for a new real state company, and while he’s away, my mother’s time to give birth came.

at that time, we had a small “sari-sari” store which my mother tenders, but  since she’s giving birth at hospital, i was the one tasked to take care of the store…

after giving birth, my father is yet to come back since he was assigned to a far place..

a month or so had passed by, my father still had not returned and my mother decided to follow our father, she took with her our newest sibling along with my younger brother. we we’re so broke at that time, my mother had to borrow from rich elders on our barrio, but using our newly born sister as loan collateral. she was only able to get cash upon signing some agreement and if she defaulted on payment, our baby sister will be taken for adoption… 😦

then after that, i was left behind to tender with the store and also with my other younger siblings…

at that tender age, we are already exposed to the real hardships of life. for the longest time while our mother’s away, i had to go home during recess time to cook our lunch… our lunch would then consist of rice and few eggs cooked with the rice… and for our supper, after school we had to go to the sea and help some fishermen pull their nets and if the catch are bountiful, then we’ll have our fair share… for dinner. if none, then we have to contend again with eggs. on weekends, we have not much time to play since we have to gather firewoods from far away places.

the store had still few stocks left by, and i had to tender it as well and keep custody of the selling proceeds… i can still remember crystal clear, despite the stomach revolting from hunger, it never came to mind to spend even a single centavo from the store proceeds that i kept with me. i was so focused to give them all to our mother whenever she returned…

but my siblings and our mother, they never returned 😦

instead, it was us siblings of seven whom 5 where left behind that was fetched from our home at the province by our father. eventually, after months of being separated… we are now finally getting together. my father had taken another loan to pay for the previous loans…

and i thought life will then be different. it did had some difference but not much in terms of having a better life. we still endured much with the difficulties of life there after. we no longer gather fire-woods but we need to fetch big buckets of water for daily usage. later on, we even lost our home at the province, it was needed to be sold to pay for an unexpected money problem… as a consolation, we endured hardships together as a whole family.

maybe due to harsh realities of life from younger age, i grow up real slow even until high school. and i became the subject of bullies. i had grown up with very low self esteem..

such a sad tale i had to tell. but maybe i should really do this now in order to finally relieve the pain that had been suppressed for the longest time. even now as i typed these, i can’t help but see myself teary eyed…

now, coming back to the money i had kept with me… when i gave it all to our mother she was really surprised and not expecting. i can still remember the exact amount… 150.10 pesos! it’s a small amount indeed but at that time, considering my age of 11… it was like a real fortune to me! that i must guard and protect!

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insight no.2

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still, when i was young…, devoid of toys to contend with, i spent time sketching views of rice fields, mountains, sunrise, bahay kubo, fishes, farm animals, plants and vegetables… especially vining vegetables!

at school, on our industrial subjects, i also love the routine of gardening and weeding out the school’s flower patches.

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more insights …. to follow

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coming back to this threads question … how to know our “life’s purpose”

the flash of insights this morning may have answered me already!

in order for us to know what our life’s purpose are, all we need to do is to look back to the pictures of our childhood.

am i making any sense?

let’s digest further…

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what do i love doing now?

i love and obsessed myself learning and being active in emancipating my financial freedom goals from it’s mediocre reality. i desire with burning intensity to see manifested in reality the fruits of my action, and be able to share it across to my fellowmen. If there will be bounties of riches that i may need to steward later on to its definite purpose… then it shall be fulfilled. i had been a good steward of money even then as a child, there’s no doubt in me and truly believe that i am cut like a true gem to handle the task…

i also love farming, even to the point of intermingling farming, profession and fund management altogether…

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i think the main point had been driven across, and suffice to conclude…

that our “life’s purpose” had been made in awareness already… on our childhood, at our younger days. maybe that is why there’s such a phrase as “child-hood dreams” (i’ll try and dig about that later).

all we have to do is to relive the child within us… and soon enough, we’ll be moving and going forward to achieving our life’s purpose. 

god bless us all 🙂

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‘the flight of an eagle

13 02 2012

Thy art Haribon…. the “Bird King”…. the “Philippine Eagle”

and thy have a story to tell… about thyself…. about thy flights 🙂

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Year 1990~1999:

Thy came into the solid firm belief that thy art …. In Spirit and in heart … an Eaglet!

That Soon Enough thy wings will grow strong and wide,

And will be able to roam freely wherever thy spirits sets thee…

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Year 2000~Present:

Thy art now a full pledged high flying EAGLE!!!

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Some Highlights on the “Flight of the Eagle”

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Year 2001~2002:

Thy had set thy wings ready to soar proudly on the Far East Asian space that we call Japan…

Many place there had been made a silent witness to the on and off strides of thy mighty wings…

The eagle had even tried to scale the towering height of the majestic Mt. Fuji…

Although half successful, the first attempt was not yet meant to see the ends of the means…

And So with the spirits fulfilled to current expectations, the Eagle told to thyself….

In the Next try, the peak of her majesty shall salute proudly to thy roaring flight…

And then, the Eagle set sail back home for thy nest…

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Year 2003~2004:

Coming off from a far distant flight, the eagle found itself wanting to be domesticated…

From time to time, It got itself busy on short quick burst of flights…

Those were so quick, that would sent it flying back to its nest, just before the light of dawn flickers…

But deep within, the intense burning desire to roam farther was kept alive…

And No one, Yes, No one can contain a free willing spirit…

Not even the Eagle himself…

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Year 2005~2009:

Thy Eagle set his eye on the dry and hot airspace of the Middle East Asia…

Soon enough, after a lengthy traverse on the subfreezing stratosphere…

The land mass that is known as Qatar had finally been sighted across…

And from that day up until the span of 4 years…

The Eagle had roamed proudly across the land…

And even down under her sea bottom…

Wonderful new life experiences unfold in front of the Eagle’s eye…

The experience all filled with excitement and fun…

But Fun and excitement though, are not yet meant to last…

Thy Mighty Wings eventually had gone sore…

And the Eagle although still high in worldly desires and intent…

Had to unwillingly fly back home and amend the worn down and tired spirits…

However, unaware of the next events about to unfold…

Despite inability to spread out the wings, to soar high and far…

The Eagle suddenly found thyself tracking back…

Deep Into thyself,  the memories of the almost forgotten past…

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Late 2009~2011:

“The Eagle … back to short flights”

Back to thy nesting grounds…

The eagle while mending thy sore wings…

Slowly regained strength and managed roaming around the Philippine Skies…

From the North to the South and in between…

At one stretch, the wings had even mustered to set sail beyond Philippine seas…

Far out into the green fields and majestic temples of Thailand…

And thy eagle’s belief was made even prouder upon knowing…

That the beauty of the place of thy Origin…

Are teeming with wonderfully nice places…

That one can roam freely and to visit again and again…

With this newfound thought, thy desire had now set deep unto thy spirit…

And made a vow that if time will permit once more…

Thy wings shall set back unto the welcoming bosoms…

Of the place sitting as silent witness of thy God directed flights.

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“The Eagle and the Eaglets”

Ang hindi lumingon sa pinanggalingan ay hindi makakarating sa paroroonan?
He who does not (know how to) look back at his past (where he came from) will not reach his destination

Allow me to track some past of the eagle’s life…

As far as thy memory will allow for now…

Let’s set sail backwards on the year 1987…

The year on which the eaglet yet unknown to thyself…

Had been hatch unto life, or to “life of awareness” so to speak…

After 25 years into thy maiden existence…

The Eagle had found thyself once again…

Into the company of thy fellow eaglets…

Some of these eaglets had already flew far away…

And only time will tell when they will be able to…

Physically track backwards the path that they…

Had chosen to leave behind a long time ago…

And only they themselves can tell to fellow eaglets…

If they had morphed into an Eagle or something else…

Their life is something that only them…

Can and will be able to tell.

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Now Thy Eagle finally realized, why thy wings had gone sour…

On thy previous long flights on the far middle eastern skies…

Thy fully aware now, that the winds underneath thy wings…

Had shifted blowing on the pre-determined direction…

Directed to where, thy spirit can do nothing but ride the flow…

The Flow that eventually made thyself  more proud…

Upon realizing that there are more things to be served and done…

On the midst of thy fellow eaglets…

Who chose to stay and fly across the skies of thy motherland.

It was meant to happen, and it did happened…

Our moments are not to be disdained…

The Eaglets had all their share of the fun…

Along and besides the company of each other…

The fulfillment had been manifested.

Now, the mission had been accomplished…

The Eagle must once again soar high and far into the flight…

And Will be leaving behind fellow Eagles…

With high hopes that they will eventually…

Spread their wings and rise up into the unlimited boundaries…

Of the never ending span of the wind that will push higher…

Up and about, and underneath their wings.

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2012: “Once Again, The Eagle Soars”

Re connection with the distinct past is now an added feather on thy wings…

The Long Waned Spirit are highly rejuvenated…

Once again, the Eagle, thy spirit roams freely…

Again, back to the vast space of the Middle East Asian skies…

With high hopes and prayer, thy shall roam here and there…

In between places in Qatar, and soon enough…

Even the airspace of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia…

The Eagle will conquer thee…

And With Certainty…

Into the vast space of the Universe…

It will set its spirit free.