Pain = Creativity = Purpose

Creativity overflows me when I am in some sort of pain. I realized it just now. Maybe, it’s like a volcano. What does a volcano do, what is its purpose? I know that the islands of Hawaii was formed from several volcano eruptions. And now, it’s a majestic place that healed my heart some several years back.

When a volcano is ready to erupt, there’s activity inside that I suppose been happening a long time ago before people see what’s happening on the surface. Then boom. Eruption.

Life taught me over and over again that after pain, comes the lessons in life, those massive realizations and golden tales you tell your kids, or in my case, my nieces and nephews, that imparts who you are.

I used to be scared of pain. I dread it. I don’t like it. I don’t like while I’m in pain. But life taught me that when I embrace the pain and channel it to something my heart’s been longing to express (or erupt, just like the volcanoes), something’s good is going to come out of it. When I start trusting myself of my purpose vs to forcing myself to be like someone else’s version of eruption.

I learned to be friends with my pain now. To ask it, what’s going on. To hold it and say, hey let’s figure this out together. It’s like Chicken soup. Makes you feel better but still let your body heals itself.

Warms you up.

Pain. Fuels me to write. Forces me to stop and listen to my heart.

Pain is needed.




Imperfectly Perfect Life

I was raised to always strive for perfection. I had to always be the number one in school, should be the prettiest, should be the most responsible for my siblings.

I walked everyday of my thirty-two years of existence striving for perfection. I’m not thirty two anymore but it was when my eyes were opened. Anything less than perfect was not worthy of any attention.

I am fully aware when this started. I was maybe six or seven years old, I remember walking giddily, Read More

The Joy of Opening to Life’s Lessons

I have always been fascinated with life. I ask a lot of questions but I don’t always get answers. I used to get so worked up whenever that happens. I need answers! I learned though that it’s not that answers aren’t available, it’s a question of whether  I’m open to hearing it. You’ve heard it before, Read More

Starting Over

New beginnings, starting over, fresh start, however you want to call it.. it’s an inevitable part of life. It is scary and one can easily dread it. I quit my job about  Read More

My Life, My Message

My title is a borrowed quote from Mahatma Gandhi. I don’t know a lot about him but when I saw a wall decor in my favorite yoga studio with these words, Read More