When bleak is bleakest

It's been exhausting being Filipino recently. One would think one would get numbed by the flurry of events: by incandescent words thrown almost blindly by the man the plurality made ruler, by disposed bodies of the unfortunate, by the crumbling institutions. I wish I'd just be numbed. Yet I'm glad I feel every bit of… Continue reading When bleak is bleakest

Ordinary miracles

I wish the palms of my hand were big enough to create shelters for those who have no home to call their own. I wish my voice were loud enough to speak for those whose voices have been silenced, whose rights trampled, whose dreams crushed.   I wish I had pockets deep enough to assist… Continue reading Ordinary miracles

Conquering the World # 1: Third Home (And Third Homesickness)

Today marks the first year anniversary of my coming back to the Philippines after spending 5 months in San Francisco as an exchange student, and while I've (mostly) come to grips with the realization that I won't be coming back, at least for a few more years, to the Bay Area, I still have moments… Continue reading Conquering the World # 1: Third Home (And Third Homesickness)

Philippine Travels # 2: The End of the World (As We Know It)

It has always been an innate tendency of us humans to celebrate the beginnings and endings of chapters in our lives -- birthdays, new years, weddings, graduations.   Last month, a week before we finally bid adieu to what has been our home for 4, maybe 5, perhaps even 6 years, a group of college… Continue reading Philippine Travels # 2: The End of the World (As We Know It)