Nhemskie's Haven

         Lightnings flashed and thunder filled the whole sky. The monks in a northern Thailand province were bewildered to find one of their monuments struck by the lighning. Looking closely to this chedi, they discovered  a Buddha statue covered with plaster inside it. The monks took the statue quickly and brought it to the abbot's  residence where it was safely kept.      Days after the incident, the abbot suddenly espied that the stucco on the Buddha's nose had flaked off. He took a good look at it and saw a green image beneath. He removed carefully all the stucco that covered it --- He was stunned to see that the Buddha statue was green!  The Emerald Buddha      In 2006 when Tommy and I had our second honeymoon trip in Thailand. We booked our trip with an agency and had a ...

      I thought for a long time on how I could force myself to write here in this blog since I found it hard to put down the right words to describe what I’ve been feeling lately. I struggled to keep my hands into the keyboard and waited for those “ideas” to flow…naturally. I really tried. I tried so hard to write that all topics turned up to be stilted and very flat. I could have published an entry everyday (really) but it wouldn’t reflect a single “me”. It would have maintained my place in blogging but would have been utterly gibberish and ineffectual, too.  I in my worst hair day      So instead of forcing myself to write about “anything” and waiting those creative juices to flow once more into me, I resolve to write again to remind myself of the wonderful things that are happening in my daily life. When life gets tougher and tougher, I would be looking back in this blog and savor the feelings these experiences once hold....

I am a pessimist: my characteristics include whatever that term may entail. Despite its dour nature, pessimism definitely has its perks, such as fending off disappointments. I do not expect much of any event that may cross my path; by doing so, my expectations are easily satiated, in turn bringing me vast pleasure. My pessimism allows me to live a more pleasing life than if I was to possess any amount of optimism. My negative attitude places my mind in a rational frame of thought, allowing me to prepare for the worst situation and to surmount such difficulties with the greatest efficiency possible.

A ring on the phone woke me up in the middle of my late sleeping. It was a call from the Philippines asking how we have been doing lately. It's a lazy Sunday morning in Bangkok- Cloudy skies, drizzling all morning, Tommy still on the bed and Chloe playing with her "Lucy" doll in the living room. The conversation was swift and brief. I thought of actually sleeping right after the call when suddenly thick raidrops fell outside. Below our condominium lies a university ground that is clearly visible from our condominium terrace. I felt as snug as a bug. It was like feeling home again, for the first time in years. I kept my eyes open, looking at the falling rain and seeing my little princess pretending to be a mom to her Lucy. It will be a great day, I believe.