He huffed, he puffed, and he brought a book sale to Manila, Philippines

After a busy office day, my Mom and I went to the Big Bad Wolf Sale here in World Trade Center, Pasay City, Metro Manila, Philippines last Feb. 21, the VIP day. The BBW, before it opened to the public last Feb. 22 (Fri), had a special day for VIPs who won their ticket giveaway.… Continue reading He huffed, he puffed, and he brought a book sale to Manila, Philippines

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Thank You for 2018: A Yearly Examen

It is New Year's Eve, and I want to continue a tradition I have been doing for the past two years (2017, 2016), and that is to do a Yearly Examen, as suggested in an article from the Aleteia website. The Examen is part of St. Ignatius of Loyola's Spiritual Exercises wherein we reflect on… Continue reading Thank You for 2018: A Yearly Examen

If these walls could cry

The Parables of Peanuts… Henri Nouwen… Thomas Merton… The Spiritual Exercises of St. Ignatius… She keeps coming back to these books – and their kind – in my religion shelves here. She just stays there in front, looking at the titles on the spines (perhaps, ‘seeing’ would be a more suitable term). She sees those… Continue reading If these walls could cry

Stuck in writing, stuck in living

Our dining chair in the province is now old, if not older, when I fell into it. I remember how my Mom laughed first before giving me a hand. It was such a funny situation for us, and I could still imagine myself being stuck there, not being able to help myself up.  This was… Continue reading Stuck in writing, stuck in living

Today, someone called me ugly

I was on my way home, just several meters away from the office. Compared to before, I probably looked more decent and dignified. I walk with confidence and an air of being street-smart now, because loved ones would tell me I looked easy to fool, that I was naive. True enough, I could be. I… Continue reading Today, someone called me ugly

You leave, so you can return; you say goodbye, so you can say hello

“Why do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colors. And the people there see you differently, too. Coming back to where you started is not the same as never leaving.” - Terry Pratchett June 28 of last… Continue reading You leave, so you can return; you say goodbye, so you can say hello

They wrote their sonnet well

[This post contains spoilers. And some illustrations I did after feeling inspired and renewed from A Wrinkle in Time!] "Life, with its rules, its obligations, and its freedoms, is like a sonnet: You're given the form, but you have to write the sonnet yourself," thus said Mrs. Whatsit. I think it may be the best quote… Continue reading They wrote their sonnet well

Related, connected, loved

While reading a certain article on Brain Pickings the other night, I was inspired to write the following about interconnectedness: Everything and everyone is connected… The universe is in relationship to a human being as a cell to a system. One atom of a young woman reading the news this morning in a cafe somewhere… Continue reading Related, connected, loved

A walk in a garden, a journey in the soul

My Mom has a green thumb. She has her own magic of making sure that the ground is fertile and healthy, helping plants grow to bear fruit and flowers. Although I do not have a thumb as magical as hers, I do share her love for nature and gardens. I thought of her when my… Continue reading A walk in a garden, a journey in the soul