Stairs

Yesterday is an opportunity for me to clean my house, the night before that I stumble over a website featuring some "feng shui" readings and articles.

As I do the general cleaning of my place, I also applied what I have read from that "feng shui" website so I have to interchange positions of my bed, chairs, wall pictures etc.

And one of the area I need to change is my bedroom, My bedroom is situated in the east and its a bad place this year most especially that I was born on the year of the rooster (tough year ahead of me huh), anyways since I have the space to transfer to a room situated on the west then I have to transfer all my bedroom things and that includes my TV, its a 24" old model TV the one which is heavy and bulky at the back, though its already a flat screen ..

So I have to move it slowly and carefully. Carrying that TV in front of me with my both hands, I am walking from my room to the opposite room slowly one step at a time, and my vision is partly blocked by that large TV. As I'm passing the stairs I saw this man wearing a dark blue shirt, he is about 5'6" tall with curly hair, medium built and just staring back at me standing on the 4th rung from the top the stairs. His right hand is resting on the railing of the stairs adn his left hand is on his side. I only saw him about 5 seconds as I try to ignore him. I just focused on my way to the other room.

After I transfered the TV I return back to my old room to get a broom as I need to sweep the floor of the other room where I'm going to transfer. As I again pass the passage adjacent to the stairs, there again I saw the same man on the same position staring back at me with the same expression the way as I saw him a while ago..

I stopped before I enter the door of my new room, and I spoke to him without looking back at him, saying: "I'm transfering my room since this year is not good for me to stay on that bedroom by the east"... Then a very shivering and cold, cold air brushed my checks as if a cold hand touch and caresses me.. I stayed stiff and cold standing, and all I did is faced the altar and utter a prayer of peace and forgiveness for all souls of those who passed away..

I finish cleaning my room quietly while praying.

Of course I never expected any response from the man I saw on the stairs.. I know, for I am alone in the entire house yesterday.....





note:
I want to share this reference for "feng shui" -just click the link below    http://www.vaastuinternational.com/chineseastrology.in.html


 

6th row on a blue bus

January 25, 2011 @12:05pm I boarded a blue bus from Edsa-ayala bus stop at the back of SM makati, going to MOA (Mall of Asia) Baclaran. As I climb the bus stairs strong clear images flashes across my vision. I try not to mind what I saw and just walk straight the isle to take my seat as the bus starts to move.
I took the 6th row isle seat on the right side of the bus sitting next to a young slim boy about 16 years old with curly hair  and with his brown backpack bag on his lap. I try searching his face as same images flashes my eyes again. I saw a clear picture of the bus name "Goldliner", and I saw a young lady in blue standing on the sidewalk each time I look outside of the window, I saw her twice in the same position and the same facial expression. Shes just staring back at me blankly, so sad.
When the bus reached Pasay road the fare-collector (kundoktor) approach me and ask for my fare, he is wearing a green shirt with white cap on, he even tease me by asking only for a nine-peso fare instead of eleven pesos on the condition that I will go down the bus in baclaran church instead of MOA. I just ignored his joke and I paid the exact fare the same.
When the bus reached MOA around 1:05pm almost all the passengers went down the bus, I also started getting down the bus when an old couple (around 55-65 years old) block my way as they push themselves climbing the bus stairs, the old man is wearing a white shorts and the old woman is carrying a handbag in her left arm.  I squeeze myself on the drivers area in order for them to enter the bus first before I go down. And I still remember the driver reminding me to take care as I get off the bus.
As I step the sidewalk of MOA, a lady in blue climb up the bus in a rush, brushing my side. I felt a strong and hot sensation in my arms as her hand brushed my skin. I dont know how I reacted on that small incident, the next thing I know is I'm climbing back the bus following the lady in blue. She sat on the 6th row window seat on the right side of the bus, just beside the seat I took going to MOA.
I asked the fare-collector if I can continue my trip to baclaran church instead of going at MOA. And he just simply smile and reply back: "I told you a while ago to go down the church, didn't I?", I just smile back and took the front row seat so I can get off the bus easily when it reach baclaran church.
I get down, in front of baclaran church and I felt a shiver in my spine when I glance back at the bus door as I took my last step off the bus. The same image I remebered flashing my vision a while ago: the name of the bus: Goldliner. As I walk away the bus taking the church road I again glanced back at the bus and the second image of the lady in blue caught my attention looking back at me blankly, so sad.
I took another vehicle going home, we are caught in a traffic along coastal road, when all of a sudden a flash report from the radio announcing a bus bomb explosion just happened in buendia-ayala around 2:00pm. All of a sudden I feel heavy all through out my body and both my ears numbs as I felt my entire head seems to explode in pain, I feel cold as I felt a sharp needle pricking into my back neck..
I immediately gulp the mineral water Im holding at that timewhich eases all the painful sensation Im udnergoing at that time, and again that sad blank face of the lady in blue flashes my vision again.. I close my eyes and utter a prayer.
As I reached home I immediately open our television and I was shock in horror as I watched the present TV news being aired that time.
A video of the accidents investigation is being played on the TV as the announcer reports:
"At around 2:00pm a while ago a blue bus named Newman GOLDLINER exploded from a bomb blast at Buendia-ayala taking the route back from baclaran to Quezon city. An old couple is presently in shock with injuries. However at this time 1 victim is confirmed dead on the spot an unkown lady wearing blue and her arms and legs are mutilated from her body, and her full body torso is mutilated into two, dividing her upper body from her lower body..up to this time other passengers are being rushed to nearby hospital. The said lady who suffered too much from the accident is confirmed sitting on the window seat, 6th row of the right side of the bus-where the bomb has allegedly exploded"
If the bombers get on board the bus earlier going to baclaran instead of going to quezon city, and the explosion happened 1 hour earlier as reported. Then I am on that isle seat on the 6th row of the right side of the blue goldline bus... where the lady in blue sat...
 

The birth of a "Lunar child"

I was born that lonely cold night, at 7:05pm the time when the moon is almost entering its last quarter phase. It was a cold windy night, so quiet so calm and the only sound you can hear is the sobbing of my mother in pain giving birth to me.
Outside of the room is my grandfather impatiently walking back and forth in front of the door, waiting for the time I arrived in this world.
The 'kumadrona"-midwife assiting my mother giving birth is profiously sweating inspite of the cold wind blowing through the open window. The moon shyly hiding at the back of the clouds allowing only split of lights peeping through our window curtain..
The old "kumadrona's" whole body tremble with her forehead full of wet sweat as the last blow of air went out of my mother's lungs pushing me out into this world. It might be a coincidence as the moon went out of hiding from the clouds showering its glorious and blinding light directly through the window bathing that small and fragile new born baby, welcoming me in this world.
It was a mysterious filled night when a last quarter phase moon is shining brighter than a full moon.