Manifesting taxi cabs

It was past 6 p.m. I was running late for an event I was supposed to cover at 6:30 p.m.

I sped off from the MRT station to head for the nearest taxi stand in front of SM. The line stretched until the corner of the sidewalk. Definitely not a good sign.

I walked even farther to the next mall’s taxi stand but the line was even longer.

How come there are so many people lining for taxi cabs on a weekday?

I assumed that there would be few mall goers on a Tuesday and thus, shorter taxi stand lines. But apparently, this is not the case in Makati.

I continued looking for another taxi stand but I was starting to get frustrated and worried that I would be late for the event.

As I reached the end of the mall strip, I finally found a taxi stand with a very short line. There were about 4 pairs ahead of me, I thought this should go fast.

But almost 30 minutes had passed and no taxi was turning our way. I felt frustration building up even more and shoulda-woulda-coulda gremlins starting to attack.

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Posted on: April 21, 2010
Posted in: Daily life lessons
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Starting small is good

Small is good. Start small.

I etched this reminder in my mind. I know I am on the right track.

Since setting my goal for this year, I’ve been working on little projects to accomplish it.

It can get quite challenging since I’ve got a real job to attend to and a family to take care of. Sometimes I get frustrated with the little progress I am making. I have to admit I tend to spend more time studying than doing which I’ve been trying to change.

The thing about frustration is it can snowball into an excuse just to give up the whole thing altogether. But no one ever succeeded by giving up.

UK, England, Kent, Field of mustard seed

Last Sunday, I was feeling this kind of frustration bordering on surrender. I was thinking of giving up until a realization hit me during the church service.

At one point during the sermon, the pastor stopped and told ushers to distribute mini ziplocs containing mustard seeds.

I’ve read the parable of the mustard seed over and over. But I haven’t seen a mustard seed, not even in photos. So when I finally held the bag of seeds in my palm, I was amazed. I never realized it was that tiny.

The church started small. Every big dream started small.

I knew then that the only way I can reach my goal is if I hold on to it and to take steps toward it, no matter how small.

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Posted on: April 14, 2010
Posted in: Inspiration
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