Positive thoughts.  Woke up to a text message this morning that made me whisper those two words.  Oui. =)

One of my favorite words is “Yes”.  When Angelo was yet a toddler when “No” apparently became a favorite word, I would tell him I don’t like that word like I don’t like “cannot”.  So we heard more of  “yes” and “can”.

As I am a closet francophile, “OUI”, of course figures as a favorite word.  It tells me yes.  It says I understand and I’m okay.  I don’t know if it’s more of me saying that to myself or me just declaring it so I will be.  As Fe says, the universe is listening — and I’m listening to Fe.

Saturday morning pancake breakfast.  Oui indeed!  =)  I was getting lazy to mix up the batter and wait for the three pancakes to cook perfectly on the non-stick pan, but I looked at the sun shining so splendidly outside and I told myself it was a perfect weekend comfort food treat I couldn’t miss.  After assembling my pancakes (with tons of butter, heavy cream and maple syrup), I sat on the breakfast counter wrapped up in my own little world here and doing some “me” time, logged on, checked who was online (everyone out), if there were any new e-mails (none).  Just taking my sweet time and I drifted off to YouTube.

Just saw the official video of JASON MRAZ of a now favorite song, “I Won’t Give Up” whose lyric video I first saw and which I fell in love with.  I am officially a fan now.  The official video below is an even more profound masterpiece — you cannot argue with the power of human emotion onscreen, be it as still pictures or snippets of film.  If you had listened to the song and knew of it before watching the video, you’d love it and appreciate it even more after watching the clip below.

“And when you’re needing your space

to do some navigating,

I’ll be here patiently waiting

to see what you find.”

Oui.. =)

Sleepless in NYC

I had a wonderful evening chat with BFF Fe, but her laptop, as always started overheating, hence a forced intermission.  I did my dishes but the downstairs neighbor rang the doorbell as water seemed to be leaking to their unit.  (Yes, in the middle of the night.)  Nothing I could do but say we’ll call our maintenance guys tomorrow.  Meanwhile, all the discussions about coffee and laughter and the energy of the universe has kept me awake.  I’m typing away in the darkness with the tyke lying next to me.  Half awake, brain in full gear.

Fe is trying to get me to channel positive energy by ridding my mind of negative thoughts.  She says the universe can hear me.  I’m trying to absorb that thought between the itch I feel in my throat and the dry coughing, and I wonder if the universe can hear indeed.

I’m okay.  I think I’ve handled this asthma attach pretty well.  Got rid of the cold fast enough, but the congestion is still there.  I’m hoping it doesn’t get any worse, because I should be back to 100 percent again by next week if I manage to catch the symptoms early enough.

Positive energy.. I went back to happy thoughts, happy emails, happy posts.  I guess you type “happy” three times and a smile does appear from out of the blue.   I just haven’t been one to patiently wait — and just sit things out and ride the asthma through to its going full circle.  More so when I hear the beating of my heart like a drum inside my chest.  If you have asthma, you know what I’m saying..

I heard from my friend P, by the way and I was so happy to hear some good news.  My cards have made it to Manila in quick succession, and she says her doctors have given her the option to rest a few weeks as her ailment has neither worsened nor progressed otherwise.  One of the baby steps that need to be acknowledged.  There’s one happy thought. =)  Just got to hold on to the “happy”.