Solitude

I value my solitude, always worried that I am getting too busy, too occupied, that Lordy may be trying to say something to me and I will not hear it!

How Catholic am I? How much do I love God?

attempt...

Today, I was inspired to try to write a meaningful post.. What about I asked, myself? My day?  Random thoughts? Ego is a big blob of self that can cause real damage to people.  I feel pain, pain of betrayal, of indifference, of neglect, but I dare not confront that person, lest she realizes that she can inflict such a pain. I am a caring friend, at least I thought I do, but maybe I am enabling them, so that I will feel needed? So that I will feel important..

First time..

   First time to blog on word press and last time to roam Chinatown.  One of my musts with my "man" that elusive one, is that he shares my enthusiasm to go around Chinatown. The recent news about lack of standards, scared me a little as to cleanliness of the items that they sell, especially food. I realized that the produce are bruised by the constant examination by the discriminating shoppers. 

 My first Chinatown adventure was in SFO we were going for some serious food shopping, but I was dismayed when the vendor was holding the tofu with his bare hands.  I called the attention of my friends, pointing such sacrilegious actions.  They just laughed asked if I expected them to wear gloves and be washing their hands all the time.  I silently replied, that I do.  How can I be expected to ingest something that somebody else touched.  What if that person, okay I'm not even going there.

However, there is this issue about imported products not complying with the US standards or that it is not as stringent as it here, something that we can't ignore.  We, as the consumers should use good judgment when purchasing these products.  Buy "Filipino" ha ha.

Moral flexibility...

whoami

I feel a little lost these days, not the spiritual dryness of bygone years or the discontent of the soul. More of what I am doing with my life or the lack of it. Priorities, plans, even dreams have all run agog. I certainly didn't see this mediocre existence. I don't know, it's not the money part of if, maybe the feeling of accomplishing something for myself. Is that selfishness or looking after one's own?

Self-centeredness? I know..

Moral flexibility...

Pride

Pride is ...the one vice which no man in the world is free, which everyone in the world loathes when he sees it in someone else; and which hardly any people ever imagine they are guilty of themselves.

Pride is excessive belief in one's own abilities, that interferes with the individual's recognition of the grace of God. It has been called the sin from which all others arise. Pride is also known as Vanity.

http://deadlysins.com/virtues.html

Pride

Pride is ...the one vice which no man in the world is free, which everyone in the world loathes when he sees it in someone else; and which hardly any people ever imagine they are guilty of themselves.

Pride is excessive belief in one's own abilities, that interferes with the individual's recognition of the grace of God. It has been called the sin from which all others arise. Pride is also known as Vanity.

http://deadlysins.com/virtues.html

Work blues

It was a litle frustrating Monday, so we end vented out with food. Lunch was at a Filipino buffet called Manila Garden. Food there was getting boring, alright, it was unlimited. But how much can we eat.. I would expect a little more enhancement with food, for example, chopped tomatoes with salted eggs with the fried fish or some achara.

The menu does not seem to change, a lot of chicken - adobo, fried, afritada, etc.

Oh well, that didn't help our work frustration, we decided not to go back to that place again.