Lambug Beach: Epiphany

There is something about the sea that makes you think of existential bullshit. The combination of the clear blue waters, the fine almost-white sand, that salty breeze, and the swaying of the coconut trees ultimately culminate to a day of deep thinking. As I grow older, the beach seems to evolve from just a place to visit during the summer, to a place where I gather my thoughts together. Over the weekend, me and some friends went to one of my most favourite beaches in Cebu, Lambug in Badian. And oh boy, epiphany starts hitting me left and right, I was almost knocked out.

Is it really that bad to wish for permanence?

Travelling have become such a fad, that almost everyone wants to travel the world. While the idea of going to so many places seem awesome, I don't think its for me. Is it wrong to like/want permanence? Is it wrong to just stay where I am and grow? Am I to be faulted for not wanting to move? 

As I marvel at the beauty of the sea, I can't help but be scared of the horizon. The vast expanse of sapphire waters is beautiful, without question. But the enormity of it all gets more unnerving the more my eyes see less. The more I realise how big the world is, the insignificant I feel. Maybe, my longing to be valued undermines my thirst for discovery. Am I making sense?

Never judge until you hear their story

As much as possible, I don't judge people. I have been judged many times that I don't want people to feel what I felt. I know for a fact that every mannerism, every smile, every action that someone does, comes with a story. 

A night at the beach usually means alcohol and bonfire stories. It's one of things that excite me the most. I love hearing stories. Much more, I love looking at people sharing their stories. I love how every story makes me understand that person even more. You can tell how important that story is by the way they talk, how their eyes glisten when their talking, how their mouth curves while telling every details. I appreciate people telling me their stories: it's an invitation to know them more. 

During our over night stay in Lambug, I have learned many things about my friends. Some stories even caught me off-guard. That night further justified my philosophy when it comes to judging people: never judge until you hear their story. 

To be ruined is a chance to build yourself again.

Everyone has their defining moment. And sometimes, that defining moment will tear you apart. Its not always beautiful. Its not always happy. There's always this possibility that your defining moment will ruin you, the person you built. Some will have it so hard, they refuse to stand up. While some will use the moment to improve. Always be the latter.

Allow yourself a moment to breath.

Life as an adult is hard. Like really really hard. Juggling social life, job, bills, love, hobbies, wants, luxuries, and blogging is such a taxing task. But its part of life. And its something we have to accept. So don't deny yourself the luxury to spend some time to breath and rid your system of the negativities you have accumulated while adulting. 

To say that my weekend is awesome and fun-filled will be a colossal understatement. It was such an experience. To end it with Carcar lechon made it almost legendary. All that's left is to spend it with someone special. 

How about you guys? How was your weekend? Any epiphanies you want to share? Just leave a comment!

Happy Monday!