After feasting our eyes on the beauty of Mt. Mayon, my colleagues and I decided to visit its nearby island province – Catanduanes. It was formerly known as the “Land of the Howling Winds” because of its close proximity to the Pacific, making it a typhoon prone area. But when the coast is clear, Catanduanes is truly a must-visit most especially for outdoor lovers. It has great spots for surfing, beaching, hiking, and Visita Iglesia.
What is my purpose? We’ve all been suffering from this notion: of not finding the reason why we live, of not playing a big role in the great tapestry of life. When this question is left unanswered, this becomes an unhealthy concept that we end up trying to question every single day. But what we fail to see is that: purpose does not have a stable meter. It does not need to be superbly great. It does not focus on one single goal.
M+S Café is a small café with a very homey ambiance (not to mention IG-worthy) that offers coffee, dessert, home-cooked meals, and local products that promote sustainability – like natural bath loofah, ecobar (soap, shampoo, and conditioner), reusable pantyliners and napkins, menstrual cups, and bamboo straws. They dedicate this corner for local business owners who support environmental preservation. We’ve also learned that the organic waste of the café is converted into compost waste which in turn served as fertilizers for the plants in their farm in Alhibe.
But there are things that seemed impossible to understand on a certain age. The lack of maturity. The lack of experience. The lack of understanding. As I said, it took a decade – at the most unexpected time, at the most unexpected place. At the museum. There I found myself creating pieces by just blankly staring at those pieces of art left misunderstood, unappreciated by many. Such expressions were too vast to comprehend; hence, the ambiguity of messages. Hence, the debate of many.
‘Ano bang pinaglalaban mo?’ What are you fighting for? When the excitement subsides and exhaustion takes over, every hiker is doomed to face this daunting question. Why am I doing this to myself? Ako pa […]
But aside from sunset, Lintaon Peak is best enjoyed at night because of its 16,000 LED roses that light up when darkness comes. If you’ve read about my post of Jardin Necitas in Bohol, you’ll know my growing desire to witness these buds glow at night. We were quietly marveling the sunset when out of nowhere the wind became stronger and drops of water began pouring. Wilma and Agustine immediately secured baby Amarise while Badeth instantly assisted Nanay in going back to the function hall where the entrance is located.
I was literally freaking out yesterday. My three year relationship with my phone almost ended when I found out that it can no longer take good photos. My friends kept joking that maybe it was […]
Now, our priorities changed, and those plans (vanished into thin air) were converted into something worth channeling our energies into. Ending our travel pact, was after all, for the better.
We deal with different kinds of ‘what-ifs’ every day. What if I have been chasing the wrong dream? What if I fall into an accident that would prohibit me from hiking? What if I leave […]
Walking has brought me to a thousand different places – even if I’ve been trailing the same road every day. No, this ain’t astral projection, nor was I summoned by Dr. Strange. There’s just something with walking that brings one a step forward to a different dimension far noticed by commuting passengers. Today, it brought me somewhere in between nostalgia and regret.
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