I told my sisters not to shop on their trip to Holy Land and pay more attention to the real purpose of their pilgrimage: to walk where Jesus walked. So, instead, they sent me a photo of what they could … Continue reading →
A male camel waiting for a female on the main road. When I approach the female, I heard a sound from the male and the female goes to him. So lovely. Fade out …… Finally, Caleb found his true love, … Continue reading →
For Catholics, today is Ash Wednesday, first day of Lent. It is a period of reflection living Lent. It is a time of prayer. It’s about dying to our self, all that negative attitude and thoughts.In one of my retreats, Lent was defined as: L – Lets E – Eliminate N – Negative T – ThoughtsHaving said that, I learned to use soft words, less on exclamation point to make a point, bite my tongue. For those who are familiar with cognitive behaviour, this is what they teaches in the course. It all makes sense to me.This period is not all about me; it’s all about God whoever you conceive him to be, from Abba to Zen. They said God lives in us. Can you see the reflection of God in another person? Or let’s not even mention God. Can you see the goodness of a person?You see, I believe that we are all inherently good.Since you told me in my post Tell me and I will tell you mine, I will tell you the title of this list: Fasting and Feasting. I choose Feasting. Instead of giving up, I will give in and listen to the prompting of God.I will leave you with something to think about, a poem:“I shall pass this way but once; any good that I can do or any kindness I can show to any human being; let me do it now. Let me not defer nor neglect it, for I shall not pass this way again. “ Etienne de Grellet (1773-1855); Quaker missionarySomething to read: We can make a difference right now A Genie in a bottle or 12 steps program Kindness of a stranger
“Write page three of your autobiography”Chapter One – Where is Father?Page one:Wednesday child is full of woe, so the saying goes, but life itself is full of woes. I was born on a Wednesday….Page two:What’s wrong with this baptismal picture? Mother is carrying me, she is so beautiful…. Where is Father…?Page three:The house I lived in Davao City, Philippines. It’s a beautiful big house and darkness envelopes my little brain. Dark and alone in the mezzanine, I was looking down at the wooden bars. Can’t see what’s down below but I can see myself sitting on the wooden flooring. A doll in my arm made of plastic and hairless. One eye missing, the other eye closed as if it’s sleeping with long black lashes. The arms are movable as well as the legs. The head can turn 360 degrees around just like the head of the girl in horror show Exorcist. It’s a hand me down doll from my other six sisters, I am the youngest amongst the girls. Why am I alone in the dark? Have I just woken up or am I sick? Where is everybody, yet I silently sit in the dark, not a whimper came out from my innocent lips?Another image: I was standing at the foot of the bed starring in excitement at this small baby lying in the middle of a humongous bed. My youngest brother, he is Brother Number 6. Brother 4 and Brother 5 were standing beside me. I was suffering from a cold and mucous. Being sick, I have to stay away from a newly born baby. Mother does not want the baby to catch my colds. A mucous started dripping from my nose. I stuck my tongue out, curled it upwards and licked the slippery white substance to clean off the upper part of my lips. It’s salty and thick.Where is Father?“Lady, I’m lonely. Come and stay with me.” Grandma asked. I obeyed Grandma’s request for I was terrified of her. I climbed into her coffin. One of my legs is already in the coffin and Father showed up. “Lady, go home. Mother needs you.” Then I woke up. Father came to visit me, in my dream.