By Atty. Antonio P. Pekas
For me to be able to work on a computer, I have to increase the font size in documents to 14 points and the letters have to be bold. Easy remedy, isn’t it?
But I should become a lot better. For that, some discipline is required. So I wake up at the break of dawn to perform the things required by my health regimen. That is, yoga meditation and physical exercises.
Why yoga meditation? I once attended a seminar of the Philippine Mental Health Association of Baguio City and when I informed them my day invariably started everyday with early morning yoga meditations, they told me it was one of the best activities to assure mental health.
And nothing is crazy about that. It is just like health buffs getting out at the break of dawn to jog or run or do other activities. The difference is I do things in our bedroom. There is enough space to stretch, twist (tiritir), bend every which way then I let out a big fart that often greatly relieves me.
The more important thing is, am i getting better? Let us see. With my determination to find out, I came up with a full schedule last Wednesday. Yes, brave enough, I was. But how full is full?
The day started with a breakfast meeting at 9.00 with my kid and one lady who now cris-crosses the world to earn her living. It was to introduce to the kid a new circumstance that is very normal now as the world has sunk a lot smaller.
Then after about an hour another meet up with a group interested to put up a monthly magazine. The group included my college professor in the undergrad who, my God, my golly, looked so good and in the pink of health. Comparing her to me, I am just a heap of sickness.
But, really, were they that serious about coming up with a monthly magazine for northern luzon, with all the stress and tension that would entail? I think they were.
Where will the capital or the money to finance it will come from? As I was made to understand, a grant will be accessed. But of course, as long as there will be no political strings attached. Otherwise, no thank you.
Then, finally, I was able to get out from that meeting. I then rushed to venue of the lunch. The moment I got there, whew!! as if I was let go from highly pressurized or stressful world. “At last, I was free!”
The lunch was great with the usual laughter from long lost friends. It went on for about two hours. After that weekly lunch I always feel a lot better. It was over at around 2.30p.m.
When I got to the office, first thing I did was line up some old chairs to lie down on. Dead tired that I was, I snored loudly until darkness fell. So am I getting better? Yes! I just have to take things in an easier way next time around.
But with all the problems our working world is hiding, more tests are actually required.
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