DB – Sol Hicksk

Hello, 2018!

I have long given up making a list of resolutions when a new year comes. Largely because I believe that the step to changing for the better is possible in any given day a person wills to. But that’s another story.

So about fresh starts.

Who doesn’t love new beginnings?


Endless of them.

I think we all do.

Regardless of status, previous achievements or backslides, we are all equally wealthy in terms of time. When the clock struck midnight on December 31st, everything was back to square 1. Reset. Restart.

Time. A gift that is probably the most priceless there is. But how we will make use of it will spell a major difference from who we are when the clock went 00:00:00 to the person and the life we envisioned in the coming year will be.

The in-between, ika nga.

Just imagine 365 days (350 as I write. What???) to walk and see through to the end. Amazing, right?

However way you do yours, my prayer is that we all get to the end strong, grateful and better.

Yes. We’re talking about beginnings but I’m already at the finish line. (Woman!)

Seriously, my other big prayer is that from today until God only knows when, may we all – in the words of Solomon Hicks, “Dream not just to get by. But to dream big dreams. Have the humility to ask for help. Have the courage and commitment to work hard. DREAM BIG.”


Everywhere I go I’m gonna let my light shine…




My newsfeed is now a pin board of people’s Best of 2017.

Usually, it’s about new discoveries; and usually it’s about new destinations. I think most of us want to go see places, don’t we?

As of late, it’s more about gatherings and reunions. The gift of family and valued life relationships.

May it be a travel thanksgiving or something material or intangible, we want to look back and express words of gratitude.

And I pray that we can all do that.

But life as it is quiet surprises even the most careful planner in all of us. It takes us to unexpected turns, detours or extensions, that when faced with these, all we can do is dive in and plunge albeit reluctantly. Gotta keep going. Sometimes, these surprises disturb the balance we’ve long held on to, making it seemingly impossible to say a simple thanks. Zooming in our focus more on where we fell short and what went wrong. For some, the imbalance may come off as a failure to consistency. A lack in gusto that may equate to being less committed. For some, though, they take it as a new ground to learn more and how to be better moving forward.

To get to the latter, I guess that’s where the often unappreciated self-compassion comes in.

It’s when you give the much needed patience, care and chance to begin again to the most important person in your story. You.

And maybe a pat on the back for not being too hard on yourself because you’ve been too hard on yourself.

That said, I may have just summed up my 2017. 🙂

So there. As we bid this year goodbye and as we welcome a new one very, very soon, I pray that we have the heart to be grateful no matter the circumstance – for all that was, is and will be.

May the next 365 days inspire you to dream up and commit to work for a good life not only for yourself but also for the people you care for deeply. And in all this, remember, self-compassion.

< em>Photo from a Goalcast clip that I saw on Facebook. And speaking of gratitude, a loud thank you goes to the genius people behind Goalcast. Like/follow their page. There’s more to Facebook than your family/friends’ annoying posts. ✔️


Nothing is impossible. 

Some things are just impossible to happen.

There’s always a first time.

Time is money. Time is gold. But a heart of gold is as precious, too. 

my takeaways from today’s unplanned but much needed muni-muni. Millennial-ing, pwede rin. 

I can stop right there pero parang mas gusto ko pa magkwento. 

Kasi there are things in life that turn out to be not as bad as we regard them to be. Other times, they are the answer to our questions, the reprieve to our troubles, the pitstop to our seemingly unending pursuit to whatever, wherever, be whoever.

What I mean is nanood ako ng pelikula. The kind of movie that has a title that raises my Tita eyebrows, and whose lead stars I don’t really like. May mga ganong tao, no? Di ka naman inaano, pero the sight of them ruins your day. Worsens your already bad day. Perfect kasi. Ha ha

So nanood ako ng, as per Twitter, #LYTTSAB. 

There’s this local film critic whose reviews I would agree with most of the time. Minsan harsh siya. But valid naman. Anyway there’s this film that I honestly had no ounce of intention of watching. But it’s the only “parang pwede sa mood ko ‘to” movie that’s lined up for screening this afternoon. And then I remembered that this film critic gave it a 5-star rating. Huh? Eh Tagalog. Rom-com pa. Obviously, I didn’t read his article. Di man lang na intriga bakit. Eh sa ayoko nga.  No interest. 

To cut the story short, it was worth my time and money. Yup.

Iyak konti. Tawa rin. Kilig slight. Pero more sa malalim na life hugots. 


Also, I remember in her TedTalk, the director and writer of this film said, “perfect magsulat kung broken-hearted ka. Kebs sa grammar, spelling, punctuations. All out lang. Minsan nga may pera sa heartbreak eh. Tignan mo si Adele.” 


The movie, kahit pang bagets, dealt with emotions that I can very much relate with. Not the “feeling relate” lang kind. As in, I know and I understand level. 

I said na, no, it was worth my time and money and konting luha? Abaw. 

The bagets, too, so good the acting chops. Proved my judgement wrong. And though much of the storyline -except for the extraterrestrial part – has been used countless number of times, if done in a good taste and aims for quality more than just pleasing the “people” is always worth giving a chance. 

Minsan talaga, kailangan mo lang maniwala. 


All italicized quotes are lifted from the film. Mabuhay ka, Antonette Jadaone! I love you. No more hurriedly done, pang quota lang movies na, please. Please! You don’t belong there. 

Headlights on parade.

An hour ago, the traffic situation looked really bad. Uber said “No cars available at this time”. Where have they gone then? Probably stuck in the long, slow moving queues of vehicles, trying to make their way through this helluva transpo madness. Stuck longer than the usual because it’s Friday and it’s raining. Thank goodness it’s not payday today. Que horror!

So, even if all I want to do now is go home and enjoy this rainy night, immerse myself in a good book, I cannot. Not unless I choose to walk my way home. Which by the look of things doesn’t even appear to be an option. So, here I am, seated by the floor to ceiling glass wall of Paseo Center facing Paseo de Roxas, looking at the very heavy downpour outside, a traffic enforcer trying be on top of the situation amid the heavy rains, cars, well, bumper to bumper.

No chance to go to any bus station, what more the MRT. Heavy rains, no umbrella. Yup. Story of my life. Every time. 


Millennial eh

If anything, I get to write. What other better way to spend a surprise me-time than a good read or writing a spontaneous note.  With pagkain sana. Another story.

Also, I have exceeded my self-imposed maximum time count for social media for the day. Besides, my newsfeed is boring. It consists mostly of people’s dissenting political opinions, the NBA’s upcoming 4-0 or 3-1 depending whose side you’re on, selfies and the totally disconnected captions that go with them, relentless words of encouragement and inspiration – via a reposted quote or from the heart nobela- from some people in our industry whose efforts in promoting life insurance and long term investments is just unwavering, and travels – endless travels. Because #wanderlust. Not much on traffic. I guess even a trip that’s supposed to take less than an hour but instead takes forever is something that we can get used to.  

Traffic situation outside is as bad as the last time I glanced outside some 30 minutes ago. For some reason, I find that the long line of blazing headlights make for a beautiful sight to look at. Parang may concert. Something like that. 

Uber is finally giving signs of hope.
The fares, however…different story.

By the way, I’ve been in The Sandwich Guy this whole time. And their jingle has been playing repeatedly since I don’t know when.

Praying that my phone’s dwindling battery won’t go off at least until I’m Uber-booked, that I can go home before midnight and that I don’t sing TSG’s jingle out of the blue in the next few days or so. They call that LSS. 

Please don’t!

Praise Jesus!

Amazing grace, How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost, but now I am found,
Was blind, but now I see.

‘Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved.
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed.

Through many dangers, toils and snares
I have already come,
‘Tis grace has brought me safe thus far
And grace will lead me home.

The Lord has promised good to me
His word my hope secures;
He will my shield and portion be,
As long as life endures.

Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease
I shall possess within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.

When we’ve been there ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun,
We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise
Than when we’ve first begun.


Hello beautiful queens and princesses of the world,

March 8th. Wow. Today is our day. 



Much has been said about how we should be bold in our dreams; how we should not cower in fear in making our voices heard; how we should be treated/compensated with no gender bias; how we should take on roles that the world only thinks suit him not her, and more. 

However way you, dear daughter of Eve, define your very crucial, significant and one of a kind role in this life, 

May you not let the opportunity pass to live freely and fully. May you find strength amid life’s seemingly insurmountable challenges. May you realize and embrace the truth that a heart like yours was birthed to endure, to be happy and to love. May you find peace that surpasses all understanding. May your adventures bring you closer to your maker, strengthen bonds of friendship, protect relationships and inspire the people around you to dare and do it. May you choose the pursuit that will bring you to greater heights, bigger and bolder dreams, and ultimately a life where the glory of God shines the brightest. 

To the women in my life who have in ways more than I could count made a huge impact in my life, whose stories continue to inspire me, whose strength amaze me every time, whose love and faith mean to me more than any accolade, thank you.

To my two late grandmothers who lived a long, difficult and colorful lives, your simple joys and genuine expressions of happpiness have a special place in my heart. I miss you both.

To the woman who had big dreams but took in head on all that life required of her, who never experienced and will never know what it’s like to work in an 8-5 shift, who was never in any employer’s payroll because she had to be a wife, mother, daughter, sister, grandmother- sometimes one major role at a time, sometimes all at once. You may not have become what your younger self aspired to be, but please know that you are exemplary and brilliant in ways no one else can.  Thank you for all the love, Mama.