Journals for the Untold Moments

Cherry blossoms bloom near a building on the street.

I hope you never wait for someone to open the door before you step into the room.
You are allowed to knock, to speak, to ask — and let it be opened for you.

I hope you never wait for someone to love you before you choose to love.
Love freely, without expecting anything in return.
Love from a distance, from afar, even when it goes unseen.

I hope you never wait for the perfect moment.
Some days will be far from perfect; some will be heavy and hard.
Still, live in the present — savor every minute —
for time lost cannot be reclaimed, and your spirit was made to move forward.

I hope you let your heart stay open, yet wisely guarded.
Let others wander through its corners — your passions, your dreams, your hopes —
but keep the most sacred parts for those who earn a place in your silence, your chaos, your vulnerability.
These are your people — the ones who will not leave you broken when you fall.

And I hope you chase what sets your soul on fire,
so long as it harms no one, takes from no one, and brings no sorrow.
Pursue it with a full and steady heart,
knowing it will breathe life into you — and into the world around you.


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A lady who has been pondering her hope into Christ, inhaling His grace, and enjoying the beauty of life. Writing about life, asking God about "kuliglig sa kanyang dibdib."