Bel-Air Residences Lipa: A House, A Home, and A Lot More
Last night, I experienced the worst brownouts of my life. It wasn't really a long black-out, it only lasted about an hour or so. But it was so daunting because it came at a time when I was feeling quite the stressed out one. Are you familiar with that restless feeling of being stuck and overwhelmed by noise? That's how I felt.
In the dark, I went about imagining what it'd be like to live in my dream home. I'm quite the dreamer, anyone who knows me personally could attest to that. I have vision "boards" everywhere. On notebooks, on doodles, and always, with me, in my mind. I have always been firm in living a few inches off the ground. I like the feeling of knowing where I am, being in those moments, while also floating towards dreams that are impossible yet plausible with a little bit of ingenuity, faith and perseverance--well make that a LOT of hard work.
Back when I was in high school, we were told to write on a piece of paper our hopes and dreams so that ten years from then (that being two years from now), we can look at our list and see which ones we've crossed out. I've long lost that list, mind you, but there are quite a few entries that remains the same. I still want to live where stars blanket my dreams. I still want to live in a peaceful place where the wind whispers magic and pleasantries for my hands to deliver. I know it shouldn't be the default case, but as a writer (albeit frustrated), it helps to be in an inspired setting. No matter how puny or vast, the space that surrounds you contributes a little bit of energy and valor to the pages you hopefully end up writing.
I'm typically a chillux person and whenever things get a bit too darker for my taste, I recoil to that safe place inside of me where I pretend I can let my guard down and just be. Of course, I look forward to the day when that "safe place" would not be a metaphorical region of this world--that it would actually be within concrete walls that would protect me from harm--but until then, let me dream of my dream home. Whether I be alone in that space--or with someone (or a family) to share that lovely private world with.
4 things that make my dream home, a dream come true
1. My dream home should be a place where I can breathe. By breathe I mean it should be a place that will not leave me feeling confined and suffocated. I have a very free-spirited personality and it would kill me (mostly figuratively but to an extent, physically as well) if I am stuck in a place where there is just.nowhere.else.to.go. When I think this way, I remember horses. I remember how to keep their spirits high, they should be able to run around, explore and interact with the world. I am that type of person. Insert Sound of Music images, and I know, I live to breathe in life and energy.
One of the premiere residential developments in the south is Bel-Air Residences. I've been perusing their website for more information about their homes and I am pleased to discover that Bel-Air Residences Lipa can be found in one of the best cities in the country. Your choices of house units range from townhouses to two-storey units with floor areas as big as 88 to 165 sq. meters, all designed under the concept of “Modern Zen” architecture. Being half-Japanese, anything Zen is in favor of my liking. It also helps that at Bel-Air Residences Lipa, owners will enjoy amenities like their own basketball court, a jogging path, a playground for kids, barbeque area, multiple parks, a pool, a lanai, a gazebo and a Club House.
2. My dream home should be accessible. I used to live in the city where everybody knows my name. Kidding aside, from the day I was born until I graduated high school, I lived in a city where every turn is a turn I can manage. Then we moved to the south for business and all sorts of things and shameful to admit, but even 6 years down the road, I still know nothing about my area. I just know the malls, some schools, and some establishments. But curbs are dark alleyways that sends shivers down my spine... so for my dream home, wherever I would set my roots down, I need that place to be near establishments (to make me feel safer) and other recreational amenities (to make me feel connected).
It's a good thing then that while reading on Bel-Air Residences Lipa, I found out that it is near schools such as Ateneo School of Business, De La Salle University Lipa and many more. Aside from being close to established hospitals like Lipa Medix Medical Center and Metro Lipa Medical Center, the village is walking distance from major malls such as SM Lipa, Fiesta Mall, South Supermarket etc. Other leisure places like the Mt. Malarayat Golf Course, The Farm at San Benito and famous Batangas dive sites are minutes away also. To live near dive sites... how much better can it get?
|Source So darn cute, this My Little Pony, Little Mermaid toon!|
Feeling inspired today (right now, as I'm blogging these thoughts down), let me share with you a raw free-hand "poetry" that I will hopefully deliver with grace, eloquence and heart--all so I may convey how inspiring my dream home is.
Let me walk on pavements that need no chasing down
for they will never disappear, nor crumble unknowingly.
Let my dreams form a queue awaiting my morning breath
for they will tirelessly burn with realness against all adversity.
Let there be a single echo gracefully tracing every single element
for I long for a space that offers overflowing possibilities.
The stones will be cold beneath a rainy cloud
and sunlight will kiss each blooming edge
The palms shall be conditioned with a bend
unnerving and precise
The walls shall be honorable
standing mighty against the plight.
The windows ever opened to the mightiness of life
The roof ever-golden
The scent mystical
My skin marking every inch, and blood glowing within
4. My dream home should be a place where my family can feel safe and grounded. Although I know that someday, my life would begin and (maybe even) end with my person, right now I'm at a stage where I am all about my family--taking care of them, fulfilling their wishes (and dreams, sometimes before mine), and more. I doubt if it is considered unconventional especially coming from a Filipino background where family being the smallest unit of the community is an understatement (I honestly believe that the operative description "small" in that statement is moot).
I love my family so much. My dream home, beyond being a space where I want to express myself and reflect my life on, is a space where I want to safeguard important things and people of my life at. My dream home is a home because it is where I want everything that I love to be celebrated every.single.time. Nothing beats a house shared with your family. Through thick and thin, they are the ones with whom you share your heartbeat with so it is but expected to make it a point that my dream home should also be a space the ones I love will also enjoy.
To know more about Bel-Air Residences Lipa, a place where you can share and build dreams in, you may visit their Facebook page: www.facebook.com/belair.lipa
How about you, what's your no.1 requirement for your "dream home"?
PS. I hope Bel-Air Residences will take me to Bohol cause that's yet another dream that I have to cross off my list! :)