Raindrops and You

It’s raining again. It rained yesterday and last night too. It’s not that I hate the rain. And hate is too strong a word, even for hurricanes. I’m grateful for the shower of grace bestowed by the heavens. I have always imagined the earth revel in its velvet touch. The trees sway in glee. The … More Raindrops and You

Into the Woods

The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep. -Robert Frost I’m trying to write a post about our trip to Siquijor. But it seems like I cannot gather my thoughts and create something coherent. So for … More Into the Woods

The Art of Walking

I am currently smitten by Henry David Thoreau, so much so that I am on the brink of fangirling over a man who lived two centuries ago. I know, it sounds pathetic. I was reading his essay, Walking, moments ago. He talked about the art of Walking and how only a few completely understood it. … More The Art of Walking

When Life Happens

I haven’t visited this blog for a while because…well, because life happened. I had a roller coaster ride for the past three months. I guess, I really lived. I mean, really live without being among the clouds. I’ve done a lot of reflections, and I realized many things. I think I grew up a little. … More When Life Happens

Scars and Prisons

What personal prisons have you built out of fears? I’d like to believe that I’m invincible. But it would be foolishness. I’m scared of frogs and lightning. Although, my greatest fear is intangible. There’s this part of me that wanted a total isolation from the world. I don’t want to get too close and be … More Scars and Prisons