This is one of my favorite tidbits from Bon. Originally posted May 28, 2006.
[reposted because of this]

Manila was exhausting and as crazy as ever. (I can't believe I'm going back barely a week after coming home to Cebu.) But every once in a while, you find someone who will join you in your corner and make contemplation bearable and insightful. I almost forgot about them when I swore that I will never work in Manila again . . . these people who made the path brighter and the burden lighter.

Thanks to my 40-something friend who fascinated me with his 40-something wisdom and reflections, I still am able to keep a bit of my sanity. He has just gotten over the exciting mid-life crisis and I just hurdled my quarter-life crisis. Or so I thought. Until after a series of events a few days ago that led me to my perpetual state of paranoia.

I remember him telling me that major decisions or changes in life happen every seventh year. Perhaps he read the confusion and fear in my eyes so reassuringly he said, "Ewan ko kung paano nila nabilang ang cycle na 'yan, ha. Pero wag ka magpapaniwala masyado. At wag ka matakot. Just let it flow." ...In the same way, my dear friend Yan would always remind me, "Just let it flow!"

Will I ever have the courage to let it flow? Will I keep on getting scared at the idea of making choices?

If indeed the seventh year theory is true ... I wonder what the issue was when I was seven. Was it also fear? Is this all about fear?

...And I keep hearing his words : "Revolution is for the young. You need to learn to let go."