My heart and mind: as one

by Mercy Villena Perez on Tuesday, April 26, 2011 at 3:03pm

I am not that good but not that bad either. All i know is that there is something within me that commands me to write and to create another piece of expression.

Actually, it always took me by surprise whenever i begun to write. There isn't any moment when i would not wonder where the heck all my thoughts are coming from.

My words maybe simple, my thoughts insignificant but why would i be bothered- an important rule is to express not to impress.

I may have misspelled a word or wronged a tense of a verb- well nobody's perfect so practice.To all those who say they cant write or find it difficult to do so, they're wrong. There are lots of things to write about. I remember Ma'am Tet, (my another writing inspiration) said, "there are no boring topics, just boring people."

So before you get bored reading, i am giving my final words.

Think. Write. Begin with a period until you form a letter. Turn this letter into a word. Watch as the word become a sentence, a sentence into paragraph. Then breath and see how you have merge your mind and heart as one creating unbelievable master of expression.

Master of Waiting

All through my life, I've been waiting. I may already be a queen of waiting and master of patience. (though the latter is still a question)

Waiting could be tiring but let me share the things that i would never get tired of waiting.

I always wait for the sun to rise and see what surprise is instore for the day.
On the counterpart, i never get tired of waiting for the sun to set and find out how many stars would shine at night.

I would not get tired of watching the night sky waiting for a star to fall.

I always wait for a rainbow to appear after the rain and see how many of its color would be visible.

More than patience, waiting gives me a chance to see things in a different perspective, a different view and a different angle. Waiting is not really a burden. It is a challenge and a preparation for whatever lies ahead..

Nagmahal ng Lahat... Ikaw Nagmahal ka na ba?

"Hindi nga ate Mercy... kahit kelan, nagmahal ka na ba?

This was the question that struck me most on my fourth year in college. I am not sure whether I would laugh or simply answer with a yes or no. I chose the first option. Cause I think the answer depends on your definition of being in love.

Does being in love shares the same feeling when you were able to say hi to David Archuleta in person? Something that wanna make you jump for joy? Well then, I must have been in love.

Is being in love like you'll go crazy as when you were standing beside Christian Bautista? Then, I have been in love.

Is being in love like becoming so speechless upon meeting Mr. Anthony Taberna? Then I could have been in love.

Is being in love like smiling, your jaw almost drop as when you watch Jericho Rosales sing? Then I must have been in love.

Or is being in love like you've drunk a drum of coffee and you find it impossible to sleep?

Is it like you wake up each morning with so much hope and wish?

Or could it be like the rainbow with colors everywhere?

Or perhaps, a cake with icing and frosting...where everything is sweet?

Or is it like your heart beats so fast for no certain reason making your doctor confused with your unbelievable heart beat counts?

Well, with this...I am not sure. And I am not in a rush. Cause I am certain that time will come when I and each one of us can finally say, This is it. This must be love.