[ an reflection I randomly had a year ago ]
as i ride the jeepney towards school,
the absence of my headphones leaves me with nothing but the sights outside the window.
the usual noise of the journey fades into the background,
and my gaze falls upon the majestic silhouette of mt. apo,
standing tall against the horizon.
a sudden question flickers through my mind:
can one truly appreciate such a view when they're near the mountain itself?
it’s like looking at a painting up close –
sometimes, we need to step back to grasp its full beauty,
to understand its message.
perspective, i realize, is everything.
without it, we’re merely skimming the surface of life’s intricate tapestry,
unable to truly see the depth and richness it holds.
in this moment, i can’t help but think of how i’ve often judged others
through the narrow lens of my own experiences.
how often have i made assumptions without knowing the full story?
how many times have i failed to see beyond the boundaries of my own viewpoint?
it’s a humbling thought,
reminding me of the importance of empathy and open-mindedness.
life, i think, is like a vast museum,
each experience an artwork,
with a unique story to tell.
my own journey is a collection of these pieces –
each one contributing to the mosaic of my existence.
and just as art invites us to explore new perspectives,
so too does life, offering endless opportunities for growth, understanding, and change.
maybe the secret isn’t to rush towards understanding,
but to sit with it, let it unfold slowly.
we only see the full picture when we step back,
when we’re willing to look beyond what we think we know.
so, i’ll keep my heart open,
learning to love what i don’t yet understand,
because sometimes, the most beautiful views
are the ones we haven’t fully seen yet.
in the end, it’s not the mountain itself that defines the view,
but how we choose to see it.
with love, ligaya | 020123