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	<title>Jena Isle&#039;s Random Thoughts &#187; Thinking Out Loud</title>
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		<title>Should Husbands Help with the Household Chores?</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Feb 2010 11:26:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jena Isle</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Mentioned in the first paragraph, however, is the most important reason. A husband should do housework simply because he loves his wife and is willing to help her in all ways that he can.
They did it for love, they got married for love, and now they should work together in love.  Now, that’s true love for me.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;">I oftentimes see a husband come from work, plop a pillow by the TV, and watch while the woman cooks, tends to the children, and sets the table.  I agree that women by nature are more domesticated (Do I hear a violent reaction, from Holly?) He he he) But the problem is, both of them came from work and both of them are tired, so why is the husband not helping with the household chores?  (Thank God, hubby is not like that&#8230;lol&#8230;it&#8217;s the opposite for me. He is the chef; I do the small side chores.)</p>
<div id="attachment_690" class="wp-caption aligncenter" style="width: 385px"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/russelljsmith/142686077/"><img class="size-full wp-image-690 " title="washing man" src="http://jenaisleonline.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/washing-man.jpg" alt="man washing dishes" width="375" height="500" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">Photo by russelljsmith</p></div>
<p>But there are countless men, and I don’t mean locally only, who think the home is the turf of the woman and they seem reluctant to help with the household chores. <a href="http://www.adambutler.com.au/adamB/?p=262" target="_blank"><span style="color: #0000ff;">A study conducted by Oxford University</span></a> showed that many men are still not egalitarians..</p>
<p>Husbands should do housework simply because they should love their wives not only in words but also in action. One way of showing how much they love their wives is by doing housework without any prodding.</p>
<p><span style="color: #0000ff;">Aside from this compelling reason, here are more reasons why husbands should do housework:</span></p>
<p>1. They are the physically stronger sex so they should do housework! Housework, like washing clothes, vacuuming are physically demanding chores, so it&#8217;s only appropriate that husbands help because they are stronger and have more stamina.</p>
<p>2. Most wives nowadays are also career women. They work for a living and therefore share with whatever bills that are to be paid; the household chores therefore should also be shared because the wife comes home tired and needs all the rest she can get.</p>
<p>3. If the wife is not a career woman, taking care of the children alone is a daunting task that needs the cooperation and the helping hand of the husband. You could just imagine the wife getting up several times during the night to feed the baby and then getting up early again to feed the husband who will be going off to work. Only superwoman could stay awake almost all night long and be able to wake up early, day in and day out.</p>
<p>4. The husband should do housework so he&#8217;ll know how difficult a wife&#8217;s role is and would understand why sometimes a wife is so tired that she could not &#8220;cooperate&#8221; in the romantic overtures of the husband in bed.</p>
<p>5.  The wife cannot do all the household work.  This is because of so much to do and so little time. If the husband wants everything done in a day, then he has to chip in.</p>
<p>6. Housework is a form of exercise. Husbands who don&#8217;t have the time to exercise can adapt these methods and help the wife simultaneously as he exercises; two birds with one stone!</p>
<p>7. Sometimes, housework needs the expertise of a man, and who would be a better helper than the husband? Surely, the wife cannot call in the neighbors to replace a busted bulb, to paint the kitchen door, to attach bolts to a bedpost, etc. Only the husband can conscientiously do all these things, without cost. If couples want to save money, then the husband has to help in the housework.</p>
<p>Mentioned in the first paragraph, however, is the most important reason. A husband should do housework simply because he loves his wife and is willing to help her in all ways that he can.</p>
<p>They did it for love, they got married for love, and now they should work together in love.  Now, that’s true love for me.</p>
<p>What do you think, ladies , should your husbands help you with the chores?</p>
<p>And husbands,  are you willing to help your wives?</p>
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		<title>What True Friendship Is All About</title>
		<link>http://jenaisleonline.com/2008/07/23/what-true-friendship-is-all-about/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 12:55:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jena Isle</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Jhayson and Timothy -&#8221; The Best of Friends &#8220;
 Webster defines the word &#8220;friend&#8221; as  &#8220;one attached to another by affection or esteem.&#8221; 
For centuries, people gave their own definition of the word in several, unique ways. 
Here are some noteworthy quotations related to friendship.
&#8220;The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand,nor the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>Jhayson </strong></span>and <span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>Timothy</strong></span> -&#8221; <span style="color:#cc33cc;"><strong>The Best of Friends</strong></span> &#8220;</p>
<p><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fed8XivRWc0/SIcrAKgp36I/AAAAAAAABSc/lnmlMsGYkfI/s1600-h/EDITED+PIC+JAY+1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226193174408060834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fed8XivRWc0/SIcrAKgp36I/AAAAAAAABSc/lnmlMsGYkfI/s400/EDITED+PIC+JAY+1.JPG" border="0" /></a> Webster defines the word &#8220;friend&#8221; as  &#8220;one attached to another by affection or esteem.&#8221; </p>
<p>For centuries, people gave their own definition of the word in several, unique ways. </p>
<p>Here are some noteworthy quotations related to friendship.</p>
<p><span style="color:#cc33cc;">&#8220;The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand,<br />nor the kindly smile nor the joy of companionship;<br />it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when<br />he discovers that someone else believes in him<br />and is willing to trust him.&#8221;    </span></p>
<p>By: <span style="color:#3333ff;">Ralph Waldo Emerson</span></p>
<p><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Your friend is the man who knows all about you, and still likes you. </span></p>
<p>By: <span style="color:#3333ff;">Elbert Hubbard<br /></span><br />Indeed true friends are like precious jewels who lighten up your load and brighten up your days. Friends are not judgemental they understand your limitations and make room for them. They always believe the BEST in you even when the whole world shuns you. </p>
<p>They find time to listen to your woes. They tell you the ugly truth in gentle ways that makes you aspire to be a better person. </p>
<p>They don&#8217;t gossip behind your back but defend you instead against wagging tongues and malicious persons. </p>
<p>They cry, laugh and walk with you along life&#8217;s road.</p>
<p>Before you can find a true friend; however, be a true friend first!</p>
<p>When you find one, treasure him/her for life, for true friends are rare to find.</p>
<p>Jhay says, Tim is his true friend because &#8221; He listens,&#8221; And when Tim is asked the same question, he answers: &#8221; Because he understands.&#8221;</p>
<p>Simple requirements for being a friend.</p>
<p>Do you have someone you consider or have considered a true friend? What makes him/her different from the rest? </p>
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		<title>How Would You Explain Nakedness to Your Child?</title>
		<link>http://jenaisleonline.com/2008/07/05/how-would-you-explain-nakedness-to-your-child/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Jul 2008 06:36:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jena Isle</dc:creator>
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		<title>Message For Those Who Are Receptive</title>
		<link>http://jenaisleonline.com/2008/07/03/message-for-those-who-are-receptive/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Jul 2008 01:45:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jena Isle</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Let me start with a  famous quotation which goes this way:  “  What the mind can conceive, the body can achieve.”   Or,  that of  Master Jedi Yoda in Star Wars : “Do , or do not.  There is no try.“   
These  two simply mean [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Let me start with a  famous quotation which goes this way:  “  What the mind can conceive, the body can achieve.”   Or,  that of  Master Jedi Yoda in Star Wars : “Do , or do not.  There is no try.“   </p>
<p>These  two simply mean that the ultimate secret to success is belief in one’s self…belief that you can do anything you are committed to do.</p>
<p>When you were kids, your dreams know no limits or boundaries.  You  wanted to reach for the stars, to  travel around the world, to become  a famous scientist, etc…but as you grew older,  the sense of adventure had become vestiges of your atrophying imagination.  </p>
<p>You should never  lose that pioneering and undaunted spirit.  It should always be there (the child within us),  You should continue dreaming  big and  believing you could achieve them.   If  you persist long enough and never give up, then you will succeed.   You only fail when you give up;  as long as you keep trying,  you still have not failed.  </p>
<p>It is easier said than done,  but IT CAN BE DONE!!  Perception has a lot to do with this.   Always see the glass as “half full”  and NOT “half –empty”.  You have to psyche yourself everyday that you can do whatever you intended to do.  It is a continuous process &#8211; a challenge that you have to conquer.    Believe you can,  and YOU CAN!!!</p>
<p>http://www.flickr.com/photos/jay-tee-xx/2631921903/<br />Monologue Theatre</p>
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		<title>Is Crying in a Man A sign of Weakness?</title>
		<link>http://jenaisleonline.com/2008/06/17/is-crying-in-a-man-a-sign-of-weakness/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Jun 2008 13:52:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jena Isle</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am a sentimental person.  I cry when I feel sad and frustrated. I cry when I am extremely happy, and I even cry just watching those tragic soap operas on TV.
When a woman cries, people say it&#8217;s natural; that women are expected to cry.  People don&#8217;t see anything wrong when a woman [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am a sentimental person.  I cry when I feel sad and frustrated. I cry when I am extremely happy, and I even cry just watching those tragic soap operas on TV.</p>
<p>When a woman cries, people say it&#8217;s natural; that women are expected to cry.  People don&#8217;t see anything wrong when a woman cries.</p>
<p>But when a man cries, there are several notions about this.  We often hear a mother say to her child &#8221; Don&#8217;t cry , you&#8217;re a big man now,&#8221;  implying to the child that big men don&#8217;t cry;<br />or worst, we often hear young boys taunting each other &#8211;  &#8221; You&#8217;re a sissy, you&#8217;re crying.&#8221;</p>
<p><a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/5841413/1/678083071"><img border="0" src="http://photos-413.friendster.com/e1/photos/31/41/5841413/1_678083071l.jpg"/></a></p>
<p>It is observed that men cry less often than women.  This maybe because women are more emotional than men, or is it because people expect men to be less lachrymose and they have to live up to that image?</p>
<p>As for me, I believe that crying in a man, denotes just the opposite &#8211; that he is strong enough and sure of his manhood that is why he is confident to show to the world that he can feel; that he has emotions and that &#8211; he is human!</p>
<p><a href="http://www.best-of-web.com/pages/070914-093738.html"></a><a href="http://www.surfdoggie.com/pages/070914-093738.html"><img src="http://www.surfdoggie.com/_images/070914-093738_PD.jpg" alt="Free Clipart Photo of a Father and Baby Crying" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.best-of-web.com/pages/070914-093738.html">Image from SurfDoggy.com Best of Web.com</a></p>
<p>What about you?</p>
<p>If you are a man,  why do you not cry often?  or do you cry but you don&#8217;t want to show the people around you? Why not?</p>
<p>If you are a woman,  what  are your thoughts about men who cry?</p>
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		<title>MY THOUGHTS ON DEATH</title>
		<link>http://jenaisleonline.com/2008/05/03/my-thoughts-on-death/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 03 May 2008 06:52:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jena Isle</dc:creator>
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&#8220;It is often said that death comes like a thief in the night.&#8221;   How true! Just this month a co-worker who was seemingly healthy went to bed and never woke up. (May he rest in peace). The doctor said it was myocardial infarction&#8230;.and I was just talking to him the day [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fed8XivRWc0/SBwaTRerjEI/AAAAAAAAA7A/A_dO62f0LtA/s1600-h/s_skull-and-cross-bones.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fed8XivRWc0/SBwaTRerjEI/AAAAAAAAA7A/A_dO62f0LtA/s320/s_skull-and-cross-bones.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196056988490632258" /></a><br /> 
<p>Image: <a href="http://www.freedigitalphotos.net">FreeDigitalPhotos.net</a></p>
<p>&#8220;It is often said that death comes like a thief in the night.&#8221;   How true! Just this month a co-worker who was seemingly healthy went to bed and never woke up. <br />(May he rest in peace). The doctor said it was myocardial infarction&#8230;.<br />and I was just talking to him the day before! </p>
<p>He talked about his plans to visit his daughter abroad after he retires, and to spend some time with his grandkids.  He even talked about buying a bigger house in the outskirts of the city.  </p>
<p>This has kept me wondering &#8211; I have my plans too. Up to what extent would I be able to live and implement these plans?  I have no idea! &#8211; and NO ONE KNOWS but God.  </p>
<p>I believe death is predetermined; that when it is my time to die,  I cannot escape the scythe of death no matter what I do.</p>
<p>And I would certainly act differently, if I have had any inkling of the day of my demise. </p>
<p>And again: &#8221; Is there life after death?&#8221; A profound question, which I would not attempt to answer, as it requires sufficient knowledge and data to be able to do so (which I don&#8217;t possess).  </p>
<p>Let me focus on the question:</p>
<p>&#8220;WHAT WOULD I HAVE DONE, HAD I KNOWN THE DAY OF MY DEATH?&#8221;</p>
<p>Perhaps, I would have forgiven everyone who had done me wrong.<br />Visited each of my relatives and told them how much I love them.<br />Doled out those &#8220;excess&#8221; material things to people who needed them more.<br />Shared more of my time and knowledge with whoever is interested.<br />Have gone skydiving &#8211; I had always wanted to feel how it is like to &#8220;fly&#8221;.</p>
<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fed8XivRWc0/SBweWRerjFI/AAAAAAAAA7I/cqqfl5mL-v4/s1600-h/s_seagull.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fed8XivRWc0/SBweWRerjFI/AAAAAAAAA7I/cqqfl5mL-v4/s320/s_seagull.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196061438076750930" /></a></p>
<p>Image: <a href="http://www.freedigitalphotos.net">FreeDigitalPhotos.net</a></p>
<p>Danced and bathed in the rain.<br />Toured the hills where the Sound of Music had been filmed.<br />Wrote that novel I had always wanted to write.</p>
<p>and&#8230;.many more&#8230;.</p>
<p>if I knew the day&#8230;perhaps&#8230; but I don&#8217;t.</p>
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		<title>THE UNCERTAIN UNCERTAINTY</title>
		<link>http://jenaisleonline.com/2008/04/20/the-uncertain-uncertainty/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 20 Apr 2008 09:22:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jena Isle</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Image from: Free-clipart-pictures.netThe uncertainty of something makes us hesitate to move forward. If we want to succeed, we should be courageous enough to take risks. Life is about taking risks. If we refuse to take risks, we would be wondering forever if we could have succeeded or not. 
Take this specific example: Let&#8217;s say your [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fed8XivRWc0/SAsMkzgLP1I/AAAAAAAAA3w/_FcWqL6YlX8/s1600-h/RANDOM+THOUGHTS+UNCERTAIN+IMAGE"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fed8XivRWc0/SAsMkzgLP1I/AAAAAAAAA3w/_FcWqL6YlX8/s320/RANDOM+THOUGHTS+UNCERTAIN+IMAGE" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191256821914615634" /></a><br />Image from: <a href="Image from: http://www.free-clipart-pictures.net/teacher_clipart.html">Free-clipart-pictures.net<br /></a><br />The uncertainty of something makes us hesitate to move forward. If we want to succeed, we should be courageous enough to take risks. Life is about taking risks. If we refuse to take risks, we would be wondering forever if we could have succeeded or not. </p>
<p>Take this specific example: Let&#8217;s say your teacher encouraged you to join a Science Quiz Contest. You have never joined any competition before and it would be the first time for you, if you did. You felt that you were not ready yet, so you had refused to take the chance. The question will remain forever in your mind: &#8220;Would you have won, if you took the risk?&#8221; , and this will bug you for as long as you can recall that event. However, if you took the risk then &#8211; whether you succeeded or not &#8211; would not really matter. What counts was that you were brave enough to face the challenge. </p>
<p>Take the risk, give it your BEST shot and then cross your fingers(grin). Those who are willing to do this are the ones who usually make it to the top.</p>
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		<title>TOO OLD FOR BLOGGING?</title>
		<link>http://jenaisleonline.com/2008/04/19/too-old-for-blogging/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Apr 2008 03:49:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jena Isle</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I first learned about blogging three months ago, while researching on line about my paper.  I was looking into the possibility of introducing the &#8220;website connection&#8221; into my &#8220;work&#8221; and discovered blogger.com instead.  &#8220;Create your own blog for free!&#8221; it said; so I click on it and then followed the prompts to open [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fed8XivRWc0/SAl0QKRQJTI/AAAAAAAAA2g/AgJ5f8UF1Es/s1600-h/03250021+COMPUTER+1.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fed8XivRWc0/SAl0QKRQJTI/AAAAAAAAA2g/AgJ5f8UF1Es/s320/03250021+COMPUTER+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190807866504652082" /></a><br />I first learned about blogging three months ago, while researching on line about my paper.  I was looking into the possibility of introducing the &#8220;website connection&#8221; into my &#8220;work&#8221; and discovered blogger.com instead.  &#8220;Create your own blog for free!&#8221; it said; so I click on it and then followed the prompts to open my first blog.  That was relatively easy, I thought then. I discovered later however; that it was useless creating a blog if no one gets to read it.  My blog does not even appear in the search engine&#8230;so I ran for help to google search and typed &#8220;how to add your URL to google search&#8221; and &#8221; search optimization&#8221;.  The instructions for optimization were more difficult than I had thought, because I did not understand computer &#8220;lingo&#8221;.  It talked about, HTML, widgets, RSS feeds, body tags, etc. There was an instruction about editing the HTML of my template.  I tried at least 15 times to place the &#8220;meta tag&#8221; for the verification code in my HTML, before I could do it right. In fact, I was ready to give up.  I am thankful now that I did not, because on the next attempt &#8211; I made it&#8230;Halleluyah!  </p>
<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fed8XivRWc0/SAmv0TgLPuI/AAAAAAAAA24/Dthb9AS4rdQ/s1600-h/organiserkeypad1636BLOGGING.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fed8XivRWc0/SAmv0TgLPuI/AAAAAAAAA24/Dthb9AS4rdQ/s320/organiserkeypad1636BLOGGING.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190873358644494050" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.freeimages.co.uk" target="_top" title="Click for the some of the best free photos on the web">www.freeimages.co.uk</a></p>
<p>Eventually I learned how to download  pictures, attach widgets (what is a widget?&#8230;lol), insert links, and change templates with ease. Chat fed, an entrecard member suggested that I use banners/flags and I don&#8217;t know exactly what he means. (Thanks) But the search engine is there so I will do my research again.  I am learning while I am blogging.  I wonder if there are people out there (my age) who still blog??? ( Am I too old to blog?&#8230;thinking out loud) </p>
<p>Anyway; indeed, experience is the best teacher! and Truly, patience is a virtue!</p>
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		<title>JUST A THOUGHT</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Apr 2008 21:02:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jena Isle</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was typing a paper moments ago and a thought crossed my mind: &#8220;Do we really have the option to choose or is it true that what is meant to be, will be?&#8221; If I don&#8217;t act now, will I regret enormously my inaction? Or are things predetermined that no matter what I do, things [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fed8XivRWc0/SAPG7KRQJKI/AAAAAAAAA1U/IELh_6pPmYI/s1600-h/sheena+random+now"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fed8XivRWc0/SAPG7KRQJKI/AAAAAAAAA1U/IELh_6pPmYI/s320/sheena+random+now" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189209915332240546" /></a><br />I was typing a paper moments ago and a thought crossed my mind: &#8220;Do we really have the option to choose or is it true that what is meant to be, will be?&#8221; If I don&#8217;t act now, will I regret enormously my inaction? Or are things predetermined that no matter what I do, things will always turn up the way they should? They also say, things happen for a reason; but do people have to bring with them a lot of luggage from past experiences &#8211; including the inconsequential &#8220;gewgaws&#8221; &#8211; and make these as  reasons for present actions? We are influenced by our past exposures, by our family and friends. We &#8220;assimilate data&#8221; and process them in our &#8220;being&#8221;. Sometimes, we turn paranoid and fear everything because of the skeletons in our closet. This however, is unfair to people around us, when we perceive them the way people have treated us in the past. I believe we have the option to choose and I believe also that what is meant to be, will be. Both apply to life but to different circumstances.</p>
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		<title>A DAY SUCH AS THIS ONE</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Apr 2008 20:14:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jena Isle</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Image from: Freebyte.netAs usual the day in school was “toxic” as ever.  There were deadlines to meet, paperwork to be accomplished, meetings to attend to and many more.  I went through all these like a robot;  performing competently but mechanically.  
A day such as this one,  I  grope in [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fed8XivRWc0/SAO98qRQJJI/AAAAAAAAA1M/xEuToNR7bFw/s1600-h/write+GIE+RANDOM+BLOG.gif"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fed8XivRWc0/SAO98qRQJJI/AAAAAAAAA1M/xEuToNR7bFw/s320/write+GIE+RANDOM+BLOG.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189200045497394322" /></a><br />Image from: <a href="http://www.freebyte.net/">Freebyte.net</a><br />As usual the day in school was “toxic” as ever.  There were deadlines to meet, paperwork to be accomplished, meetings to attend to and many more.  I went through all these like a robot;  performing competently but mechanically.  </p>
<p>A day such as this one,  I  grope in the dark for my motivation – for my heart.  Do I just exist to  go through the hours like a machine?  Oftentimes, I read and hear people say that  to do something  meaningfully – one must put her heart  into it, or one must do it “with a heart”.  What does this phrase actually mean? </p>
<p>The heart symbolizes love, so it simply means do something with love.  But how can one do something with love when  her heart is numb with pain and sorrow?  How can one wake up in the morning and  perform her daily task “with love”?</p>
<p>I am just thinking out loud .</p>
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