Showing posts with label Inspiration. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Inspiration. Show all posts

Saturday, December 31, 2011

TOP 10 REALIZATIONS OF 2011

  1. Two eggs. Two baskets. One for work. One for your life. Work is not, and should never be, your life.
  2. Happiness is just as easy to switch off as it is to turn on.
  3. Never mess with the natural rhythm of your life.
  4. No cosmic force is keeping you from working out or quitting smoking. You're either too lazy or just don't want to do it.
  5. Visualization takes faith a step further. Positivity works.
  6. Our lives have become so public that crying out loud has taken on a new dimension but has lost its purpose altogether.
  7. The world's a big tease. There's really nothing new out there. People are people. Wherever they are in the world.
  8. Compatibility never guarantees shit in love and relationships.
  9. Gratitude is priceless. Be thankful. Even for shit.
  10. Do not stop evolving. Ever.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Sea of Change

Friday, October 8, 2010

Honor and Excellence

Was in tears watching this. I remember listening to her lectures in Economics back in college and looking back at it now, I'm glad to have had that privilege. This is moving and inspiring. I hope to find the transcript (or maybe make one?) so I could share it to more friends. If you were once part of the UP System, you gotta hear this.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

You Can Achieve Immortality Simply by Doing One Great Thing

Very cool ad from Johnnie Walker. Watch it on youtube.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Happy

My current favorite song. This is Happy by Leona Lewis.

Music Code Provided by MusicVideolife.com

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Tonight I Turn 35

Tonight, I turn 35. And tonight, I celebrate 35 years of life, love, and change with real happiness in my heart. As most of my friends know, I've made a career out of being happy. Happiness to me is a mindset and a lifestyle, and I thank God for teaching me the discipline of happiness and for giving me the opportunity to share it with family, friends, and the people I work with and meet every day.

So here's to more happy years for me, and many more years of spreading the discipline of happiness, and the joy of living, loving, and changing. Cheers!

Saturday, July 4, 2009

My Eyes on You





Friday, June 26, 2009

The King of Pop is Dead

I grew up singing and dancing to his hits. And now, the King of Pop is dead.

I remember seeing something similar, if not this exact same clip, but here is Michael Jackson, in one of his most memorable performances.

While there are countless nerve-tingling moments in his storied career, few had the cataclysmic and immediate impact as his performance of "Billie Jean" on the now legendary "Motown 25: Yesterday, Today and Forever" TV special in 1983. For anyone that was there or watching it as it happened, it was a moment that literally changed pop culture overnight.
- Pop & Hiss, The L.A. Times music blog

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Amazing Talent


When I grow up, I wanna be just like him. Big sigh. He is 12-year old Sungha Jung - guitar prodigy from South Korea.







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The Chronicler's Creed

Where there's water and sun, where there are friends to see or new people to meet, where there's something new to learn, experience, or do, where there's life, there I will be.

LA POESÍA

Y fue a esa edad... Llegó la poesía
a buscarme. No sé, no sé de dónde
salió, de invierno o río.
No sé cómo ni cuándo,
no, no eran voces, no eran
palabras, ni silencio,
pero desde una calle me llamaba,
desde las ramas de la noche,
de pronto entre los otros,
entre fuegos violentos
o regresando solo,
allí estaba sin rostro
y me tocaba.

And it was at that age... Poetry arrived
in search of me. I do not know, I do not know where
it came from, from winter or a river.
I do not know how or when,
no, they were not voices, they were not
words, nor silence,
but from a street I was summoned,
from the branches of night,
abruptly from the others,
among violent fires
or returning alone,
there I was without a face
and it touched me.

- An excerpt from LA POESÍA (Poetry) by Pablo Neruda