Can You Keep a Secret?

Somewhere over the rainbow...

Almost two years ago, I created this blog to further develop my writing abilities.  Writing has always been a passion, but since I didn’t have a regular writing job, I felt I needed an avenue… a place where I can express my thoughts and views.  Blogworld was a good place for that.

And so I created Supergoddess Me… I wrote at first for myself, then eventually for blogfriends from all around the world.

I met people in the cyberworld… I made some readers laugh, probably even inspired others.  I shared bits and pieces of who I am to my readers (from all around the world.  I just HAD to repeat that because it sounded nice!).  But I never really gave away my true identity.  Partly because in a way I was protecting myself  ( hey, if you’re a regular, you would have heard me vent… and it ain’t always nice!).  Maybe at the same time I was protecting the people (real ones) closest to me. 

This is like my alternate universe.  Only a handful of my friends know about this site — let alone, read it.  And so I can rant and rave all I want without the people I know hearing about it (haha, pure evil!).  Nor am I judged or criticized by people I know who are not exactly my friends but who just enjoy criticizing other people for the heck of it (because they are evil, too!). 

These past several months I went through a lot of experiences that I would love to share or write about.  However I realized that it’s quite difficult talking about “real life” when you’re hiding behind a character.  For some reason I came to the realization that I cannot share my ordinary everydays if I’m writing as Supergoddess Me.  And boy, do I have a lot of ordinary everydays to share!

Basically, what I am trying to say is this… I’M MOVING!!!  I’m moving to another blogsite. 

But don’t feel bad (if you do feel bad, that is!).  Every once in a while I will drop by and visit, and maybe write something — or do more venting– here.   And it’s not as if I’m going to leave my blogfriends out in the cold.  I’ m bringing you guys along!

My dear friends in blog universe, follow me as I write some more, this time in another address.  Out there I will be writing as myself (I’m dropping the Super from the Goddess. Dig that!).  I will still be the same nutty writer that I am — with less venting, of course… But I believe that out there you will get to know the real ME better. 

You are all invited!    Check me out at www.adailydoseofbetsy.wordpress.com (Life as it Happens).  And join me in my journey — as my real life happens.

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But this is not exactly goodbye.  I might drop in every once in a while and share something here.   Besides, my new friends out there don’t know about this site (you are directed there, yet they are NOT directed here)… so basically we’re still sharing a secret.  Can you keep a secret?

Signing off for now… Supergoddess Me.

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photo via weheartit.com

 

 

A List of Nevers…

Sticky posts

Never…

allow other people to define who you are.  You are a wonderful creation, full of endless possibilities.  Don’t let others limit you.

let the past rule your present and take over your future.  The past is over and done with.  Learning from it — the good or the bad — makes you a better, stronger person.  But today is a different day. Live it.  Tomorrow holds so much promise. Be expectant.

try it.

underestimate kindness.  A kind and gentle heart affects many.  People remember a kind deed.

think it’s okay cheat when no one’s looking.  Cheating is cheating, whether you have an audience or not.   

forget to say thank you.

wallow in self pity.  You are too good for that.  Be sad a bit, but learn to move on.  Wallowing won’t get you anywhere. 

take your friends for granted.  Life gets so much brighter with good friends around.

be carefree

let go of the child in you. Joyful. Carefree.  Fearless. 

let other people steal your dreams. People will always have a lot to say.  People won’t always believe in you the way you believe in yourself.  When they try to pull you down, keep the faith.  Let their opinions inspire you to do better and give you the added nudge to prove them wrong.  Remember, great success is the best revenge. 

forget how it feels to hold someone’s hand, smile a genuine smile, offer a shoulder to cry on or a listening ear, receive a compliment, give a compliment… and spending some quiet time by yourself just taking in the beauty of everything around you. 

Life is Good

 

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Celebrating Beauty

I wasn’t feeling too well the other day so I decided to stay in. 

After months and months of preparation for the July tournament, I thought of giving myself a break by not doing anything baseball related.  I rewarded myself with some tv time.  And yes, what a treat it was!  I haven’t watched tv in a while and staying glued in front of the tv for a couple of hours was a welcome break for me… Though given that I was sick, it proved quite hard to stay awake. 

Runway Legends All

I HAD to stay awake, though because I chanced upon a really interesting Oprah episode that day.  It was the episode Legends of the Runway, where the guests were former supermodels like Christie Brinkley, Cheryl Tiegs and Stephanie Seymour.  There was a segment with Paulina Porizkova, another legend in the modeling industry. 

It was an episode about beauty.  It was about staying beautiful.  Moreso, it was an episode about ageing gracefully.  I knew I had to stay awake.

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Last week I saw a picture of myself that was taken about 5 years ago.  I stared at it for sometime, as if I was looking at a picture of a total stranger.  And the more I stared at it, the more I started thinking that I don’t look like the girl on the picture anymore.  Okay, maybe I still look like her, but I feel like I have aged somewhat.  I look older now.

Mirror, mirror on the wall...

Staring at myself in the mirror has always been a past time for me.  (So, I am vain… that’s a given.  We have already long established that.)  However, these past several months, whenever I look at my reflection in the mirror, I always catch myself putting my fingers on my cheekbones — and trying to stretch my facial skin higher, towards the upper ends of my ears.  It’s either that or stretching the skin under my jawbone, towards the lower ends of my ears.

It’s something that I used to watch my mom do when I was a little girl — and for the life of me I couldn’t understand why she kept doing that.  Now I’M the one doing it.  Now I’m the one who’s starting to feel paranoid about what gravity is doing to my facial muscles…

All of a sudden I feel old.  All of a sudden I am no longer confident that the facial creams and moisturizer that I religiously slather on my face actually work.  My skin is not as elastic as it used to be. 

Looking old scares me.  Not only does it scare me, it also makes me sad.  Somehow, the pull of gravity is also working on my self-esteem.

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I knew I would learn something the moment I saw the former supermodels onscreen with Oprah.  (Just an aside, maybe it’s incorrect to call them former supermodels because in my book, once a supermodel, always a supermodel.  So scratch the former out.)

They came out one by one.  All still very beautiful.  They all look fit, too.  But somehow, one thing was evident… they also aged, as well.  They are no longer the 20-something naive looking pin-up girls.  They are not stick thin.  They have womanly curves.  There’s a certain roundness in their figures… something that is most likely brought about by motherhood.  And they have lines on their faces, too! 

Perfect

I was staring at Stephanie Seymour, and can’t but think that about a decade ago, I wanted to look like her because the guy I was dating then adored her.  She practically was the reason behind the how and the why of my love affair with Victoria’s Secret. 

And now as I looked at her — still pretty, but with facial lines, body curves and all, she looked almost ordinary.  Okay, maybe not ordinary, but normal.

And then the realization… they are human beings, after all.  Supermodel or not, we are all bound to get old… or older. 

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I think the only way we can defy ageing is if we cryogenically preserve our bodies while we’re in our twenties (and then what?!).  Or yes, there’s always botox or face lifts… but then for how long?  And how many times ’til you realize that you don’t look like yourself anymore — not because you look younger, but because your skin has been stretched so hard that you can’t even show any sign of emotion.  There’s quite a thin line between looking young and looking like your face is in a serious state of catatonic stupor.

Yes, even supermodels cannot defy gravity.

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Dream job. Dream body.

Watching them — the supermodels that they are, candidly talking about their outlook on ageing, I couldn’t help but get awed all the more.  These beautiful women have been beautiful all their lives… but they are not as young as they used to be.  For sure they have experienced being compared to the younger models.  They belong to a cruel industry where beauty  is defined by age.  And yet they stood proud.  They are proud of their accomplishments, proud of what they have become. 

Truly admirable. 

These supermodels were unanimous in saying that true beauty emanates from within.  It’s about how you perceive yourself. It’s about finding joy and peace and acceptance.  It’s also about not just banking on your looks alone, but being able to carry a conversation with other people.

Basically, being beautiful involves loving oneself and being happy with who you are.  As one of them — I think it was Paulina Porizkova in her interview segment — reiterates, ‘if one’s self-worth is hinged on one’s looks alone, then that person has a problem…’

I learned something valuable that day.

proud to be Supermodel Me

 

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photos via weheartit.com and yahoo images

 

 

 

My Apologies

Several months ago I went on vacation.  Just before I left, I mentioned here in my blog that I would be gone and that I would come back refreshed, reenergized, and with lots and lots of stories to tell and pictures to share.

Well I did come back reenergized.  I had a blast visiting my favorite cousin and my other relatives.  I do remember sharing several pictures.  I also remember promising to share more as soon as I finished transferring the pictures from my digicam to my computer.

That, ladies and gentlemen, was about almost two months ago.  After posting the picture of my close encounter with darling George (Clooney), I seemed to have disappeared once again.

This time, not for a vacation.  This time, for work.  I had to work on something my son loved… something that even I have grown to love. 

Baseball.

Getting Ready for July

Several blogs back, I mentioned about a baseball tournament that I was organizing.  Well, said tournament is this July… and it seems like the moment I got back from vacation, I had to spend all my waking hours preparing for the said event. 

I won’t go into the details anymore, but between the emails, the sponsorship letters we had to write, the people we had to talk to, the parents’ meetings, the weekend and even weekday scrimmages, the uniforms we had to order, the travel plans, the accommodations, the gossips and attacks we were getting from envious people… well, there were just so many things going on that I couldn’t find the time to just sit down and compose something other than a marketing letter or a school excuse letter.  There just wasn’t enough time.  My creative juices were simply not flowing in the blogging direction.

See? I just went into the details when I said I wouldn’t.

But despite the work it entails, despite the jealous detractors that we know we have (there just are people who cannot be happy for the success of others), I simply love everything that’s happening.  I love my co-parents in the team, I love the support everyone’s been giving to each other.  I love the fact that though there’s no monetary compensation involved, the parents generously give of themselves — by sharing whatever talents, gifts or skills that they have.  They don’t tell the coaches what to do, but they support each player from the sidelines.  Nobody acts superior.  Not one player acts like he’s the star. 

We are a team. The players, the coaching staff, the parents and the rest of their families work together as one.  Because we have a common goal.  The goal of not just winning, but of making better people out of these 12 boys.

Don't just be good. Be GREAT.

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I have lots to share.  And I know after this major tournament, I will have lots MORE to share.  But for now, I know I have to focus on the tasks at hand. 

And yes, I also need to get some sleep. 

So I bid you bye for now.  Maybe I will pop up once in a while and share something I learned or experienced while watching the boys’ training.  Or maybe I can write about the fun that the parents are having — especially when they are making fun of each other.  But I’m not promising anything at this point.

I’ll miss my readers… as much as I have missed blogging.  But like I said, there are other things I have to prioritize.  Besides, blogging at 12:45 in the morning just isn’t healthy.

So I bid you adieu for now.  Maybe you’ll hear from me after July. 

But wherever you may be, can you please say a short prayer for our boys… for protection, for strength and perseverance,  for sportsmanship, for success… and most importantly, pray that they keep the joy in their hearts.  Win or lose.  

 À tout à l’heure.

Never.

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photos via weheartit.com

Two Loves in a Day

I was in LA for two weeks.

Of course I had to share a moment with my two great loves…

Love #1.

we were this close!

Love #2.

i just had to stop and take a photo

Two loves.  One Saturday.

Don’t you just love Los Angeles?

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photo courtesy: SGM’s wonderful GE digital camera

Los Angeles, California.  March 26, 2011.

An Afternoon in Huntington Botanical Gardens

On week one of my vacation, my cousin brought us to Pasadena, California. 

We walked around the Old Pasadena which I think was such a quaint and charming place.  I loved going inside the different shops and taking pictures almost everywhere.  We had lunch at this nice Thai restaurant which served really sumptuous food.

After touring the Old Town, we went to the Huntington Library.  My cousin, my son and I decided to explore the Botanical Gardens… and realized that one afternoon was not enough to enjoy its magnificent splendor. 

As we walked through the different areas of the vast garden (there was a Rose Garden, Japanese Garden, Chinese and more), I couldn’t help but be awed at the amazing sight. 

In the Desert garden, we saw different species of desert plants.  I never saw so many different cacti — of all shapes and sizes –in my whole life…  

Some cacti were much, much bigger…

Others were small…

Amazing, huh?!

Despite the long walk and the occasional chilly breeze, it is impossible not to admire the thousands of different plant species in the botanical garden.  Like I said earlier, one afternoon was insufficient.

Words are not enough to describe the beauty of the gardens.  Allow me then to share some more photos we took, this time from the Japanese garden.  One need not be a professional photographer to capture the beauty that was around us.

 

one fine day at a Japanese garden

And my personal favorite…

Simply magical, don’t you think?

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photo credits: Supergoddess Me’s GE digicam; 

Huntington Botanical Gardens (Huntington Library), Pasadena California. March 2011 🙂

Gone but NOT Forgotten

Last stop... San Francisco

I’m back!!

Yes, I was gone for three weeks.  Okay, make that four since upon checking I just realized that my last post was dated March 15. 

To those who are wondering where the heck I have been (thank you guys for missing me), well, I went on vacation.  A much needed one.  And I had super duper fun.  I had so much fun that not once did I check if my blog stats were moving at all.  (Well, I checked just now and found out that people were still visiting my site even though I wasn’t around. Yey!  Does my blog title make sense now?!)

I have lots to tell.  Really.  I spent some time with Mickey Mouse.  I saw Jack Sparrow.  Count Dracula tried to bite my neck (after saying my blood probably tastes sweet. Sleazy!!).  I watched a Dodgers vs Giants game live.  I chatted with my best friend/person til the wee hours of the morning (live, too!).  My family and I played in the snow.  I went inside five different Victoria’s Secret shops.. and managed to buy something from every shop.  Heaven on earth, indeed!

Lots and lots to tell.  Have to deal with the jetlag first, though. 

Heavy eyes, bloated everything,  terribly jetlagged… but with a very joyous heart. 

Life is good!

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photo via weheartit.com 

Life Matters

peace and quiet

At just about the same time that I was writing my blog last Friday, something tragic was happening in Japan.

As I was musing about the universe telling me something by way of a sudden increase in my blog hits, somewhere out there, nature was making its power felt thru a strong earthquake and a devastating tsunami.

My sign was just a mere whisper.  For the people affected by the earthquake and the tsunami, the universe practically sent them a scream. 

There may be no connection between me and them.  Or there is a great connection between all of us, because we are all living in one planet… our lives, one way or the other, interwoven. 

As I watched the news about the calamity that befell Japan, I can’t help but be ashamed of the little things that I let myself get bothered by.  Somehow, my concerns seemed trivial, even shallow, compared to the plight of the ones affected by the calamity.   

The tsunami that hit Japan showed how everything is fleeting.  In a split second, one can lose everything that he has.  It also made me realize that one can never be too ready.  Having too much money, or a big house, or whatever material stuff you can think of, cannot protect you from whatever the universe throws your way. 

A lot of things we deem important all of a sudden seemed to lose their relevance.

Fragile and Precious

Life is fragile.  It can be taken away from you with or without warning.  That’s why your every single breathing moment should count. (And yes, it’s not about counting blog hits.) 

Life is precious.  Each of us has only one life to live.  Perhaps the best thing to do is to live it well. 

What does living well mean?  Maybe it’s by choosing to be happy.  It’s by choosing to make other people happy.  It’s about lending a hand to others less fortunate… putting a smile on someone else’s face… or even by just smiling at other people.

Maybe it’s about sharing.  It’s by blessing others with what you, yourself, are blessed with.  It may be by sharing what you no longer need to those who need it more… or sharing your talent for others to learn from… or maybe even sharing your time with those people who really just need someone who will listen or stay with them. 

Sometimes we get  too wrapped up in ourselves that we worry and we get stressed and anxious about the littlest things.  Our world seems to get so small… basically because our world revolves around ourselves.

Look outside.  There’s a big world around you.  Other people share your troubles.  There are other people who have greater troubles even. 

Maybe if we know what it means to be thankful… REALLY thankful… for the things that we have, then life won’t be such a struggle. 

contentment

Yes, I believe in striving hard to get better.  I believe in expecting greatness.  We all deserve that.  Yet I also believe in contentment.  Contentment doesn’t mean limiting yourself or setting your standards low.  To me it’s about being at peace with what you have and not putting emphasis on just the material things.  It’s about being grateful for what you have at present. 

It is about finding joy in what you have, what you are doing and where you are.  In the end, that’s all that really matters, right? 

“I had no shoes and complained, until I met a man who had no feet.” 

– Indian proverb

 

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Author’s note: Welcome back, my pretty pink background! 🙂