The Broken Umbrella


The Broken Umbrella by John B. Bejo

This morning, Namie cried a lot because her favorite umbrella was broken.
The first thing she said to me was, "Daddy, I'm sorry..."

She cried for several more minutes while hugging me. I told her it was not her fault and it's ok. She was grieving. So, I decided to assist her in taking to rest her favorite umbrella. We took a picture of it and then let her put it away in a recycle bin. I told her that somebody will make good use of her (the umbrella) and that she'll be ok.

What Is Your Mantra Again?


What is your mantra again? by john b. bejoA year ago, I wrote about mantra. Now, it's about time to ask: "What is your mantra again?"

Sailing is more complex than driving a car. Aside from its technical complexities, you need to deal with the wind and the current: you need to constantly redirect its course towards your vision.

Revalida


Revalida by john b. bejo'Revalida' is not a name of a Spanish lady next door. It was the word we used to fear during our philosophy days. It’s the ultimate exam to re-validate our holistic knowledge for the degree.

It seems that life presumes everyone has flunking grades. Everyone needs re-validations. Everyone, every vow, every promise, every love needs to be re-validated (re-valida).

UnEnchanting


Un-enchanting by john b. bejoFor days I have been abnormally dormant. I was depressed, angry, high strung and uninspiring. I thought I have nothing more to say, I have nothing more to give, I have nothing more offer.

It was not until this morning that I am able to recover and found out what was really going on. For days, some real life issues got into my nerve. And in my desire to prove how wrong those people are, I engaged with them.  I went into their level of relating until it made me like them: angry, high strung, uninspiring… un-enchanting.

Formula of a Happy Life


 

Learn to add beautiful memories each and everyday;
Smile a lot, bring presents, pick a flower, help a stranger;
Plan a surprise, dance, sing, swim and go fishing.
Nothing binds as tight as the chains of happy moments shared together.

Love in Kind


Love in Kind ~ by john b. bejo

Love creates and takes part in someone's joy,
It expounds our world and makes us see stars hidden in clouds;
It does not destroy nor curse nor belittle.
It binds, embraces and frees people.

Heaven or Hell?


Heaven or Hell ~ john b. bejo

When I asked, "Where do you think MOST PEOPLE will go when they die,  to Heaven or Hell?;  most of our students answered: "To Hell!"  "That's sad," I said. And then I made a follow up question: "In your family, where do you think most of them will go?" They all answered, "To Heaven!"