Quezon City, Philippines is where I grew up. Now I live in Vancouver, beautiful British Columbia, Canada. And where are you from?
I could dance with Matt to this beautiful music of Garry Schyman feat. Alicia Lemke – Trip the Light, fell the joy of being alive and remember that we are all the same.
If all the days come to pass
Are behind these walls
I’ll be left at the end of things
In a world kept smallTravel far from what I know
I’ll be swept away
I need to know I can be lost
And not afraid
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Think like a cat. “A change in the weather is sufficient to recreate the world and ourselves.” Marcel Proust
Caring about the air, water, and land that give us life.
“The earth does not belong to us. We belong to the earth.”
― Chief Seattle, The Chief Seattle’s Speech
People on the Earth have not heeded environmental warnings and have lived without protecting their environment for decades. Now, due to a huge hole in the ozone layer, the Earth’s temperature has slowly risen. As a result of this temperature rise, the Earth’s core temperature has risen creating new volcanoes which are erupting everywhere. There is almost complete devastation of the Earth’s surface. However, on one small plot on Earth, a spaceship is equipped for automatic flight to a planet that is similar to Earth.
The only known survivors of the volcanic eruptions are 13 people clamoring to get aboard the spaceship. The problem is that there is only space, oxygen, food and water aboard the spaceship to accommodate 6 people.
The people waiting to get aboard the spaceship are:
This material is one of a group exercise in a course I participated. The lives of these 13 people are in our hands. It was a very interesting group dynamic on how we arrived to the chosen ones and the reason behind our choices.
Your turn: who will be the lucky six people you will choose to survive and develop the Brave New World? Feel free to add in a brief explanation of your choice.
Photo Credit: Robert Macky
There are so many parishes around where I live. I go where ever the wind blows me.
The one closest to me is St. Frances de Sale I go should I feel like walking. Down the hills is St. Therese but I’ve never went because walking uphill is just a challenge for this old body. Our Lady of Mercy I visit should I wish to see my family.
Since I prefer the easiest route, I hop on a Sky train and attend a mass at St. Mary’s Church. Here I love listening to Fr. Pierre, a Frenchie. Somehow French man has a sing-song way of speaking English and his sense of humour is effective when he speaks his sermon. It is much easier to shallow his teaching when he lifts the congregation up rather than talking down to us. That is what I call effective communication.
Should I feel the need to drop by at a church on a way home, I go to the Cathedral. Here I meet all kinds of people including the pan handlers, the addicts, the alcoholics, the mentally ill or anyone who wants refuge from an inhospitable weather. Most of the priest here are on the higher echelon. Their sermons are okay. For as long as I get my dosage of Spiritual healing and thanksgiving, that is what I am after.
When I really missed being with the elders, I go to the Indian Reserve and attend a mass at St. Paul’s.
First Nations Aboriginals
As I mentioned before, the whole world is my church. So far, I haven’t met anyone who understands this mentality until recently I read an article from UCAN News.
Faith revolutionizes our lives…
I would like to tell you what my expectations are regarding this World Youth Day. I would like us to make noise, I would like those inside the Dioceses to go out into the open; I want the Church to be in the streets; I want us to defend ourselves against all that is worldliness, comfort, being closed and turned within – Parishes, colleges and institutions must get out otherwise they risk becoming NGOs, and the Church is not a Non-Governmental Organization….
These are the words of Pope Francis. Finally, a man who understands me.
The World is my Church, this is the best part.
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