An Open Letter to Dr. Maya Angelou

Rest in Peace Great Soul… Your wit, passion and compassion will surely be missed. Thank you for leaving us golden thoughts. Smile for us from
heaven…

Black Millennials

Dear Dr. Angelou,

Today you rest in paradise, and my feelings, dare I say it, are extremely selfish. I know you are at ease, enlightening the afterlife with your instrumental peace and glory … but I want you here… with me.

I do not recall the day I fell in love with you. Maybe it was in middle school, when I gazed at your lyrics in seventh grade English, unable to decipher the insight, but willing to feel the emotion with curious intensity. Or maybe it was in high school, when I began to explore literature and dissect the roots of Black culture and feminism. Perhaps I fell in love with you in college, when I was mature enough to grasp not only your lyrics, but the contexts which encapsulated them.

Yes, it was definitely in college! Your potent words gave me solace as I experienced subtle racism by the hands of classmates…

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Taking the Different Road

I started this blog with the aim of following a book’s guide to make life a little less stressful but now I see myself slowly stressing out by relating my everyday to the book. I find it really challenging to do that as I have not had the time to blog much more read the book.

My love for writing however prevails and so I have considered a different option. Instead, I will be writing about things that made me happy despite of…

Of course I have to start with a sizable goal and with the hype of “100 days of Happiness” on social media sites, I will lovingly name this journey as “100 Reasons to Smile”.

Wacha think? I hope this time it works. 🙂

When Others Get At You

On my other blog, I somehow ranted about a thread on Facebook which is Job Post in a professional group page. The people were complaining about the qualifications and I had to post my comment and pointed that the qualifications are actually agreeable. It created a rage comment from people of which some have been deleted for unknown reasons. To cut the story short, there were exchange of comments and it was getting through me that my mere agreement to the qualifications bruised other people’s ego and took it as me questioning their competences.

I myself didn’t take their retaliations lightly. I was shaking every time I read the comments and couldn’t type using my phone. I had to use a laptop to defend my stand which was in no way bashing anyone. It hurt me that they had to attack me (my name was tagged and in some I was quoted so it was directed to me) that way just because I agreed to something that they don’t. And my comment was even directed at no one.

I lost a night’s sleep over that because I was worried. The people who were attacking me are going to my husband’s office-mates. Though he was so calm about the whole thing and completely support me, I asked not to say anything. He guided me with deep breathing to calm me and massaged my shaking hands. Because of this, I was able to clearly defend myself and at least closed the thread with someone apologizing and finally getting my point.

Lesson learned, Try not sweat the small stuff. It could be a snide comment from a person, try not too affected because the things they say reflect what they are as a person and nothing about you. Explanations are okay but to some people, no matter how hard you explain, it will never be enough. Why? Simply because they have already closed their minds on this topic and there is nothing more you can do about this. So, try not to sweat it. 🙂

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Starting Again

I have always known that I have procrastination tendencies and usually don’t finish what I start. Lately I have been so busy with my personal affairs that I neglected this personal promise to blog. All these time, I am being hunted by that guilt and that need to write and write sensible stuff rather than posting them on Facebook.

I am coming back and feel I should be able to write more now that I have WordPress on my mobile. So on lazy days, I can still write down my thoughts even while lying down, lounging somewhere or having my coffee outside.

Wish me luck!

Day 1 – Don’t Sweat the Small Stuff

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I’m a constant worrier. I feel that things should go as planned or expected and if not, I should have an acceptable contingency plan. I stress about the most minute detail that I often snap at a sign of disorder. After reading the first tip, I have committed myself to try NOT TO SWEAT THE SMALL STUFF. But what are the small stuff? How can we not sweat over it when the smallest spec of dust can irritate our eye, right?

What I did is try not to think too much about things that usually worry me. At first, I get this nagging feeling that I am being irresponsible. I thought I am abandoning what needs to be taken care of. What really surprised me was that by doing this, I was able to deal with my tasks one at a time and eventually dealt with all of them. Of course, there will always be things to do so I try not to let the TO DO stuff bug me that much.

Earlier today, my neighbor decided to walk her dogs who are annoyingly noisy. Since we live in a duplex apartment, their pathway is very near to our door. It was too early in the morning and I was still so sleepy but the noise of the dogs, which was so audible with our bedroom door always left open so my dog can leave the room when she needs to go potty, add my dog’s excitement when she smelled her playmates outside the door, you can totally picture chaos at a ridiculous hour that I thought I was gonna have a migraine! Instead of lashing at my dog, I just closed the door, picked up my dog and gave her a good back rub to relax her and we both went back to sleep. Later on, she started to cause a scene. Half asleep, I couldn’t figure out what she wants. My husband was sound asleep and it irritated me that noise didn’t bug him like it did to me. This means, I WOULD HAVE TO GET UP AND DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT! Before snapping, I tried to open the bedroom door again and out she went to her potty station. She then left me to sleep for the rest of the time.

Writing about it now, if I acted negatively, I would have done something that might hurt my dog’s feelings and mind you! She is one touchy dog! She can sulk all day if she felt bad about something I did or if you thought I am mad at her.

Not sweating the small stuff indeed has a good effect on me at home. Can’t wait to check the other tips and apply them in my life.