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✨ DAY 27 of #30DaysOfRadicalRawness ✨⁣ ⁣ I

✨ DAY 27 of #30DaysOfRadicalRawness ✨⁣
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If you ask me what I’d be in a parallel universe if I haven’t been a course creator and entrepreneur, my answer would probably be a filmmaker. Or maybe a screenwriter.⁣
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Or just someone who creates stories to touch other people’s lives.⁣
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I love watching movies. It’s usually a break time/self care thing that a lot of us do for entertainment.⁣
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But if I’m going to be honest, I don’t just love films because they entertain me. I’d say I could always find leisure from many other meaningful things.⁣
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But I love them because, like reading books, they tell stories — real or not real.⁣
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They portray different characters who go from one place to another. We see these characters develop (or not — depends on the director and writer’s choice) and overcome their conflicts.⁣
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From the beginning or exposition part where they are initially introduced to us, we’re now faced by a different, usually a better person by the resolution. That’s mainly because their biggest lessons come from their conflicts. And we were able to see that development through the lens that the writer wanted us to portray through the movie.⁣
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It just amazes me how these stories that are once formed in the screenwriter’s mind then becomes a reality in a script. And then various people including the director, actors and actresses give life into it.⁣
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Films also remind me that in the big scheme of things, someone is in charge of directing and editing the movie that is, my life. I could act on it the way I want. I could mess up and make mistakes. I could say the wrong lines and I could laugh on moments I’m supposed to cry. But in the end, someone will handle the post production and make sure it’s a film worth watching.⁣
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I find solace in knowing that God is doing that for me. That even when I may not know how exactly this film is going to end, I can sleep knowing that it will be a beautifully-written film in the end.⁣
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So I have a question for you — what do you think you’ll be if you’re not who you are now? 👇🏼

✨ DAY 26 of #30DaysOfRadicalRawness ✨⁣⁣
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It started when I was packing for my 3-week travel. I’d been waiting for this holiday break because as an exchange student, that meant I could finally travel. The plan was to travel across four countries (France, Belgium, Netherlands & UK) by land, but there’s a catch — I only had to pack one carry-on suitcase and backpack.⁣⁣
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By that time, if you knew me, you would know that I was a fashion & lifestyle blogger who loved buying new clothes, accessories, shoes, or bags. I didn’t want to feel behind when it comes to trends especially because I kept seeing my blogger friends when I was constantly scrolling through Instagram and Facebook. Prior to that, I’d buy stuff that I don’t need and tell myself the typical lie: “I might need this in the future.”⁣⁣
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So as you can imagine, it was a huge challenge for me — how can I pack everything I wanted to bring in my travels with my suitcase already being halfway filled with my thick winter coats?⁣⁣
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That’s when I learned an important lesson that changed me as an individual since then: LESS IS MORE.⁣⁣
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I picked out the most essential clothes in my wardrobe that I know I can simply mix and match. I researched all about building a capsule wardrobe.⁣⁣
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I left my heavy 12-inch laptop in my apartment, backed up everything in my Google Drive, and just chose to do all my work on my phone & bring my DSLR camera.⁣⁣
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I didn’t buy any souvenirs that I know I probably will not use in a year or so. (I only bought small ref magnets for each country & a planner for the upcoming new year) I also didn’t buy a lot of presents for my family, that I know will just be taking up a lot of space in my suitcase.⁣⁣
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Instead of shopping in those countries, I decided to spend more on memorable experiences. Wander around. Meet new people. Try new things.⁣⁣
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And I didn’t think I would do it but, by the end of the trip, I successfully managed to live my life with only one carry-on suitcase. I may not have known it at that time but that experience led me to my love for minimalism or a “minimalist lifestyle”.⁣⁣
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✨ DAY 25 of #30DaysOfRadicalRawness ✨⁣⁣⁠

✨ DAY 25 of #30DaysOfRadicalRawness ✨⁣⁣⁠
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My Mom’s a graduate of social work and had taken up a major in psychology. One of the things she’s taught me a few years ago that still strikes me until now is the phenomenon called learned helplessness.⁣⁣⁠
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In essence, learned helplessness is the condition where a person repeatedly experiences a certain situation, usually negative, and ends up feeling a sense of powerlessness in changing and facing that situation.⁣⁣⁠
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I remember being so eager to study about this when my Mom introduced me to this concept. If you look in the world at a micro- and macro-level, there are so many people who get stuck in this cycle. At some point, we may have been sucked by this phenomenon ourselves.⁣⁣⁠
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In my bachelor’s degree, we were trained to talk with people from all walks of life and write about their stories so they can be heard. In interviewing a lot of people, I’ve realized that so many were held back with this belief: that where they are at a certain point is where they will forever be.⁣⁣⁠
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I can’t blame them. When we put ourselves figuratively in the place of a hamster stuck in a hamster wheel, it’s usually so easy to be focused on the running and overlook the way out. Like smokers who try to quit several times but still end up looking for a cigarette when something triggers them. Like people who win the lottery but ends up losing all their millions for nothing all because they’re attached to a past identity.⁣⁣⁠
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A few years back, my classmates and I went to a slum area near a railroad in search of a story that we could feature in one of our journalism classes. In one of the little makeshift houses made of wood, used aluminum sheets and torn tarpaulins, we found a boy who was eager to tell us his story. He was sickly, malnourished and for his age, it was obvious that his growth had been stunted. Her mother felt extremely helpless in helping the boy. They had no money for food, much less for medicines.⁣⁣⁠
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You would expect that a little boy in his situation would also feel helpless about the extreme poverty his family had.⁣⁣⁠
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✨ DAY 24 of #30DaysOfRadicalRawness ✨⁣⁠
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There’s something about newness — moving to a new place, getting a new haircut, New Year’s, and so on — that just fascinates me.⁣⁠
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It’s not only refreshing as it gives variety to the familiarity & routines of life. It’s also very empowering, like you can be whoever you want to be in just a split-second.⁣⁠
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When I was growing up, I’ve moved to so many places and called so many of them my home.⁣⁠
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Shortly after I was born, my parents moved to our country’s capital to work.⁣⁠
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A few years after, when they went their separate ways, my Mom decided to bring me to the province for my studies. She had to travel for work, so she knew she couldn’t leave me alone at home at such a young age.⁣⁠
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Just after high school, I had to stay in a dormitory in our university which was a few miles away from my family. ⁣⁠
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When I became an exchange student, I had to live in a small city just an hour of train-ride away from Verona — famous for being the setting of Shakespeare’s “Romeo & Juliet”. ⁣⁠
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When I came back home, I needed to move to an apartment outside of our university and stayed with some wonderful roommates in my last year of college.⁣⁠
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Shortly after graduating, I moved into two houses before I finally get to the place I’m living at now.⁣⁠
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I take it that all of these moving and life transitioning have definitely changed me every single time. Like a puzzle, piece by piece, these experiences has shaped me to be more independent, flexible, and amiable as an individual.⁣⁠
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I was somehow forced by nature to get used to newness. Every time I moved, I somehow peeled a layer off of my past self and took on a new and better layer after. They became my opportunities to grow because in every place I lived and left, I had a chance to become a better version of myself. ⁣⁠
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✨ DAY 23 of #30DaysOfRadicalRawness ✨⁣⁣
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There are 8 more days for this challenge and I found myself procrastinating on them. As you may very well know, procrastination always has a deeper reason to it. Most times, it’s fear. ⁣⁣
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You see, I’ve always wanted to share about one thing here but couldn’t. I was afraid people would see it as shallow. I was afraid to make people think I’m romanticizing it.⁣⁣
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But if there’s one thing I learned in this challenge is the fact that people will believe what they want to believe. That’s not something we have control with anymore. What matters is that we ensure our stories won’t be left untold.⁣⁣
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So here goes.⁣⁣
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My first love, which taken part in at least a decade of my life, ended up leading me to Italy, which by now (if you’ve read my previous entries), you know has been the biggest turning point of my life so far.⁣⁣
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It never got to a point where it was official between us. It was always an unbalanced weighing scale — always unsure whether or not there’s hope that both pans would ever be in equilibrium.⁣⁣
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At some point, I couldn’t bring myself to let go but I’ve invested so much of my time, heart, and mind. So perhaps the only thing that blinded me from foreseeing the end was familiarity. Thinking that since I got used to it, to him, then we’re most probably meant to be.⁣⁣
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But that’s not God’s will. Life happened.⁣⁣
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So then, I was left with a shattered heart, filled with anxious thoughts about my future fearing that all men who’d enter my life would end up leaving like my Dad did. The only thing I wanted was an escape.⁣⁣
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And as I knew that I had to have a good reason and way to escape and essentially build “a new life”, what better way to do it than to combine my studies with travel through becoming an exchange student.⁣⁣
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What was initially a plan to study un the Netherlands ended up in Italy. I found this as God’s funny way of telling me, “The guy who broke your heart loved the Italian language and culture and the best way to overcome your heartbreak is to face it so I’m putting you here.” 😅⁣⁣
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✨ DAY 22 of #30DaysOfRadicalRawness ✨⁣⁣
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When you get a note from heaven, what do you do?⁣⁣
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It was supposedly my last semester in college. I was so ready to graduate after getting delayed for a year because of studying abroad.⁣⁣
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But things weren’t going well. My thesis topic, which I’ve worked on for months, got rejected last minute because the organization I was going to get the data from didn’t want to release them to me. That meant I had to do everything (i.e. find a topic, research literature, gather data, and write the entire thesis for LESS THAN 4 WEEKS) or delay my graduation for another year.⁣⁣
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I had accepted by then that the latter was my fate. But, it hurt a lot. I cried. A lot.⁣⁣
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The only one I knew I could run to for resolve and peace was God.⁣⁣
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I run to the chapel, knelt down immediately, closed my eyes, and prayed. I had so many questions to God but mainly this: Why would you promise me one thing that I would deeply believe only to change it last minute?⁣⁣
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And then, this happened.⁣⁣
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I opened my eyes only to find this note on the pew I had my arms on. (Swipe right to see it)⁣⁣
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The whole note says…⁣⁣
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“Whatever you’re feeling, I hope you fully surrender it to the Lord. You are not alone. He is with you. Smile!!! “Come to me and I will give you rest.””⁣⁣
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I had no idea who wrote it. I had no idea if it was there already when I knelt down and prayed. But one thing I was sure of was that it was for me.⁣⁣
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Abba can use anything or anyone to show His love and grace to His children. That day, He used that note to speak to me ever so clearly.⁣⁣
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He heard my questions and answered it with the right words only a true Father can say.⁣⁣
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This took me back to the days when I was younger. I traveled to some places and left random notes in benches, restaurants, cafès — mostly reminding people to smile, to keep going, and that everything is going to be okay. I wonder who read them. I hope at least a few people were inspired or encouraged the way that one note did to me.⁣⁣
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