The things we are told NOT to talk about

Martial Law: Never Again (c) Dakilanglaagan

I was so overwhelmed over the weekend after reading books about Martial Law that I began to narrate a number of good and bad things that occurred during such crucial time of history to my mother; however, to my utter dismay she suddenly capitalized on not discussing political issues at that time. So I shut my mouth. Don’t get her wrong, my family loved talking about current issues and general facts at home; probably at that time, she’s too occupied to listen to matters that requires a long debate and rebuttal. Both politics and religion plays a vital role in the society today, however, these are topics that are often dismissed by many during regular conversation to avoid conflict not knowing that these could have become a great venue to develop understanding and respect for each other.

Those who are close to me certainly know how upfront and vocal am I with regards to my opinion. I say what’s on my mind and acknowledge my faults because like most of us, I’m not always correct. Though I can’t promise not to do such thing again, I easily learn my lessons and try my best to do better the next time. While most people find comfort in badmouthing other people just as to say their opinion, I believe it is handier to deal with defending the words I’ve said rather than dealing with bad blood caused by exaggerated reports weaved by other people. Sounds brutal for many, but this lessens the time spent on hating each other and easily solves the problem which was never there in the first place. Oftentimes, issues burn because other people feed the flame instead of taming it.

Til’ then, I hope we remain true to our words, mean what you say, and say only what you mean.    (c) Dakilanglaagan

Perhaps there are things that we should keep to ourselves; but… if you look deeply on it, have you ever wondered why such things straightforwardly comes into your mind? Yes. Because, these are exactly what you feel at that moment, and there’s nothing wrong with what was felt. Can you imagine if you told the one you so dearly love that the feeling is mutual? What would happen if you said “yes” to an invitation you so wanted to join but fear of not being able to belong? How about those times when you could have defended somebody, but failed to do so because of fear? Conscience is but an ugly reminder of the things that we could have done but didn’t. Of course, easier to say what other people wanted to hear rather than opening ourselves and sharing what we really felt; however, we should also learn to speak what’s on our mind, not because it’s good to say so, but because the message you wanted to convey needs to be heard. It’s difficult. People might reject it. Don’t feel bad though; we are entitled to each of our opinion. Learn to respect them. Maybe they are not the right audience for you. In time, you’ll soon find people who will share the same sentiments as you do. Til’ then, I hope we remain true to our words, mean what you say, and say only what you mean.

Let’s have more of these reflections on trails? See you.