I am Ready!

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When you declare “I am open and ready to receive” The universe not only hears you, it holds out its hands to help you.




I remember her sitting on her favorite wooden desk, sipping coffee and smoking her cigarette. She’s always surrounded by people from all walks of life; friends, relatives, clients, orphans, people in dire straits, neighbors who indulge in private tete-a-tete, fortune tellers, fortune hunters, professionals, even people who are being possessed by spirits and stuff! She just loves the crowd! And she embraced them all with so much compassion. She’s very generous of her time, resources, and affection. She’s the kind of woman who will give her last penny to the next person in need. She hardly thinks of herself, and when she gives, she gives with insurmountable passion and conviction.

‘For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat,
I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink,
I was a stranger and you invited me in.’

I’ve never seen her buy expensive things for herself, she always wears the usual white shirt, shorts, and slippers; she once told me to always wear humility as your second skin. While other sexagenarians love to spend their time and money in the church, she loves to feed the children from slum areas while teaching them how to pray the rosary. She put her faith in action. She’s extraordinary. She’s my Mother.

Nope, she’s not perfect. She’s not the conservative, faint-hearted, submissive kind of woman, she’s actually one of the toughest and most outspoken individuals I know. She speaks her mind, she will tell you the good and the bad, no holds barred; reason why some people find her words too bitter to fit their taste. She wants you to be enlightened and to be true to yourself. She’s perfectly imperfect and I love her, a lot of people love her.

‘She walked with the Universe
on her shoulders and made it
look like a pair of wings.’

My Mother spent years doing charity  works, but she shuns recognition for all the things she does, “It’s for you and for God’s glory” she always tells us. The last two years of her life were the busiest, she never stopped. It’s as if she knew she only has 2 more years to live. She taught me great things, her light is my torch. I am who I am because of the amazing Mother who raised me. Thank you Ma for being you, and for being a good mother not just to me but to a lot of people. It’s been four years since you left, I miss you so darn much!

‘All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother.’