I decided to spend my summer vacation as a volunteer in an orphanage, again. After a broken heart and full surrender about relationships, I decided to find the missing piece … Continue reading The Orphanage
I decided to spend my summer vacation as a volunteer in an orphanage, again. After a broken heart and full surrender about relationships, I decided to find the missing piece … Continue reading The Orphanage
Ang buhay niya man ay sa tubig
Muli pa rin siyang gigilid
Sa pampang na tahimik
Malayo sa dagat ng mga mang-uusig

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In a generation where there is a growing population of those who dream of breaking free from nine-to-five job and where everyone who has bravely broken free advises you to do the same, an opposite advice may be a surprise.
Do. Not. Quit. Your. Job.
No. Do not resign just yet.
If you want to quit your job because you are tired of the hassle it all brings you when you catch the morning transport, and the stress it gets you when you fight your way to commute back home, no, that reason is not enough.
Yes, it is understandable. Yes it is tiring. No, nobody wants the stress in travelling to and from work.
But how long have you been living in the metro before you decide to take this job? If you live nearby and around the city, I bet you understood how terrible traffic is long before you took this job.
Before you quit, remember why you took this job in the first place. yes, in spite of the stress along the road.
Do you envy those who tell you about the convenience of their home-based job? There is a lot of good things about working from home. It works for some people.. And they want to tell you how convenient it is to live like that. They want to share its beauty, through social media.
But maybe, it works against for some. That is why they use social media to boost their ego. They use it as channel to peek out into the world.. The real world which you regularly see when you experience those stressful public transportation. The real world where you get to meet real people, new and old, young and aged..
Going out everyday shows you the real ways of the world. Its beauty, scars and wounds. There is a lot of good things about going out of your nest everyday for work.
If the reason you want to quit is because you want more money, no, that reason is not enough.
Yes, everybody wants a higher pay. No, you should not stay in a job that offers less if you think you could get better compensation at a company that requires the same or less effort.
Just remember that money is not always enough reason to quit. Do not give up your job that keeps you financially stable. Your company may not pay you as high as others can, but maybe it can take care of you better than those who promise to bring you wealth sooner.
Do not give up just yet. Money is not everything.
If you want to quit your job because you want to serve your religious community, no, that reason is not enough. Unless you take the vow of poverty, or the vow of celibacy (making you swear to denounce physical intimacy, and thus denouncing the rights and duty to bear a child into the world and build a family), no, do not quit your job for your religious community.
If you believe your religious community is worth the unemployment, then ask again. Will you really be serving God, or will you be serving your community leader?
Will you have enough resources to share your blessings among the less fortunate?
God will provide, yes you say. But what will happen to the gifts you were given? You got those talents, knowledge and skills for a reason. Use them. Be the means so God can provide for yourself, and others.
If you want to quit your job and move to another where you will be better appreciated or compensated; if there is fire building within you that your current job suppresses; if there is a life that needs your presence to evolve to its best.. Do it. Leave.. Otherwise, rethink your options.
Rekindling your sense of commitment to the very job you once dreamed of hiring you could allow you to give back to your loved ones, your community, your country. Maybe it could fund you to pursue your true hidden passion.
What would you lose when you quit? What would you get?
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Pauwi ako galing sa trabaho. Habang tahimik akong nagse-cellphone, biglang may umakyat na bata sa jeep na sinasakyan ko at nag-abot ng papel na’to..
Siguro, kahit sinong nagji-jeep eh pamilyar na sa ganitong experience. Itinago ko agad ang cellphone ko (pagkatapos ko kunan ng litrato) at hinawakan ng maayos ang bag ko. Yung kasama niya, nakaupo lang sa pinto ng jeep at nagtatambol ng lata ng gatas. Yung batang nag-abot ng papel naman ang kumanta kaya lang hindi ko maintindihan ang lyrics.
Naalala ko tuloy noong mga unang araw ko sa Taft. May sumakay na bata sa jeep at bigla na lang pinunasan ang sapatos naming lahat na mga pasahero. Dahil baguhan sa kalakaran sa Taft, naantig ang puso ko sa bata kaya nagbigay ako ng pera. Hindi man lang nagpasalamat ang bata tapos bumaba na.
Saka nagsalita ang mga kapwa ko pasahero.
“Kaya namimihasa ang mga yan kasi marami ang nagbibigay.”
“Dapat hindi na yan binibigyan. Ipambibili lang yan ng rugby.”
Minsan naman, nakasakay din ako sa jeep sa Taguig nang may sumakay na dalawang batang babae. Yung mas maliit na bata ang kumanta habang yung ate ang nagbibigay ng sobre. Hindi ako nagbigay ng pera. Nung kinokolekta na yung mga sobre, iniabot ko ang isang pack ng sky flakes. Nasagasaan ata ang pride ni ate na naghahanapbuhay, kaya ayun… itinapon sa mukha ko yung sky flakes.
Noong nasa Makati naman ako, may binatilyong umakyat sa jeep at nagpunas ng sapatos namin.. Yung katabi ko, ibinigay na yung isang donut na sobra sa kinakain niya. Nagpatay-malisya ako kasi wala ako balak magbigay. Tinitigan ako ng masama nung lalaki. Minura niya din yung matandang babae na nasa harap ko. Natakot ako kasi medyo malaki ang katawan nung namamalimos na yun..
Balik sa present..
Ipinasa ko yung papel sa katabi kong pasahero para siya na ang magbalik doon sa bata. Tapos tumingin ako sa labas ng jeep at nagpanggap na malalim ang iniisip.
Bumaba naman nang payapa ang mga bata. Noon nasabi ko sa sarili ko: sa wakas, may nagawa na yata akong tama sa jeep.
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