My inner child

Greetings to the great child of the creation! Blessings from the Great Creator… Salute to life!

My inner being move me to my everyday journey… I listen to the whispers of life… I invoke the blessings from the whole universe to guide me to the path of my becoming fully human… everyday is a walk of newness…

Life has unlimited possibilities… I choose the things and actions I do… I can choose to take new path today…

The most sacred moment in my life is between me and my God… life is a game I play… a moment just for my soul… my lifework has challenged me in many ways more than one… though painful and tiresome, exhausting and burning… on the other hand, it is supportive, sustaining, and creative that breathes strength through me that captures my ego and fears…

I temporarily play my part in different faces… The many masks I wear, fill the vacuum.

My life has challenged me to flow with circumstances… the choice without resistance is freedom from my discomforts. I move on in understanding that life is generous and supportive. In return I try my best to extend my self.. I am my own child in the making… still learning from my own missteps. My inner child agrees to create such a meaningful life at the expense of my full potential… I invoke the blessings of the universe to guide me in this sacred journey…

Godlight

oh great child of the wild
explorer of the mounds of the earth
a toy of the sea
visitor of the forest
spectator of the sunrise
dragonfly catcher
rise to your feet
gather your roots
collect your inner strength
walk deep to your dreams
hold the desires of your heart
offer it to the first day light
for the power of Godlight
shall purify your life
as god manifests its powers
in everyday chores
so the shadow shall carry with it
fears and convulsions and
deep rooted addictions
i am a friend of my female shadow
as i begin to slowly appreciate
to restore sweetness and gentleness
warmth and gracefulness
i become the playmate of my male shadow
as i slowly bring out
the wise warrior
that carried with it the amulet
of determination and courage
to face
the darkest fears and disenchantments
it shall keep the focus of my life
and bring me back to the lap of the beloved
the eclipse of the shadow
shall guide me to the path
chosen by the deities
protected by the goddesses

god’s ritual

one day i come to face myself again
i am bound for a journey
within and without
the gatherer of experiences
that are woven in god’s wisdom
i can only manifest my real purpose
if i learn to truly love myself

my needs are no longer valid, for an adult is such a child in many ways… when i grow up i want to be a child….

i am unlimited in my senses
where i can truly experience
the divine
in the most ordinary circumstances

reltionships come as god’s camouflage, to bring out my spiritual child…

only in my most silent moment i find god in the sacred circle where no one can enter…

god speaks to me in all kinds of languages… i am god’s channel to extend love and creativity to discover one’s true self… the beloved moves around life’s playground in a dance… beyond circumstances…

affirmations

the life i play
is god’s play
a game with no conditions
a relationship
of no expectations
as graceful as a butterfly dance
as colourful as the rainbow
as succulent as the morning dew
as giving as the waterfalls
as passionate as the sun
my beloved sits with me in silence
walks with me up the mountain
embraces me from sunrise
to sunset
whispers in the wind and
in the trickles of rain

i am safe where i am
everything is bound to change
i come lifetime after lifetime
this life is not meant to be ordinary
i walked the path
as i choose to manifest
my highest potential
here and how
my purpose of taking
yet another body
is to free the soul
so i can taste all textures of life
for this existence
is about the mastery
of the great celestial arts
i am born again in a body
to honor my being
the great manifestation of the divine plan
the miracle of god
in the making of a gift
to life…

the child inside

insecure…
naïve…
distant…
guilt…
cold..
as a child
i am a sensitive observer but quiet
in my shyness i kept my little secret
i am not aware of anger, regrets
nor indifference then
in time a confused guilt grew
my young reason does not know
of my prejudice
and was restricted
to dress in exuberance
which often is a non-verbal language
of an innocent child
i lost the spontaneity and candidness
which connects the child
with the dragonflies
the space was wide
and open spaces
welcoming
as i chase the flight
of grasshoppers
armed with a slipper in one hand
i hop from one place to the other
to catch a green hopper
i come to realize
it was a way of the universe
communicating with a child like me
that childhood
was a way to open one’s heart
to the joy and enchantment of the world around
it is the spirit
that free the mind
with the power of
innocence

understanding my wounds

in my little corner
my spirit is blocked
by incoherence
of the uncertainties
my life created a void
black holes of suppressed energies
something is dying
inside me
soon i have to mourn
and let go
of dead cells
bury my shadows
mount my mask
in the portrait of the past

my soul is tired
weary and lost
i feel numb, indifferent,
irritable
the fire is fading
i am over flooded by
many tasks and expectations
but despite these all
life is kinder
nurturing and challenging
life is good
the pains bring me back
the pulse
to live

sacred ritual

in the intricate
magnificent web of circumstances
the rose stay in the center
as the great experiencer
that can never stop dreaming
weaving,
untangling,
creating,
knotting,
connecting,
recreating,
defining,
emerging,
designing,
activating,
all sorts of sensations
perceptions,
aspirations, and
doubts,
misconceptions
to learn and relearn
the art of
purifying oneself
my life
is a
sacred ritual

windows of my soul

inspirations from nature

garden for angels

immortals among the mortals

god's playground

everyday miracles of nature

frozen earthean flora

wild forest of cosmic beauty

Betsy's Heleconias in Don Bosco Forest Camp

Betsy's Wild Garden

thank you betsy

you do not know
how much it meant to me
for keeping me in your roof
and tucking me in your bed
you do not know
how much it healed me
for showing me your heleconias
for showing me the cosmos
and for making me feel beautiful
you do not know
how much it made me feel loved
when you love me in my darkest hour
when you trusted me as an old friend
when you showed me
how to fully give and love
you do not know
how it strengthened me
to see your courage and self determintation
that made me hope
for a healthier lifetime
after lifetime
i can only love you more
and wish i can give you
my breathe of life
and love of colours
to heal you completely
god is the only space between us
beauty surrounds us
then life is worth living
for i have known
wonderful souls and spirits
like you
thank you

four generations of friendhsips

nothing can beat this gorgeous sunny beautiful couple david and bec... with friend mitch

one of my most respected poet, artist, woman, with such wit and humor... the gooddess of road map series davao.... and sculpted famous offsprings like joey ayala and cynthia alexander in the alternative music scene

odds can be so beautiful, just like the complimenting spirit of bebot and mien with ibarra and akim (born july 24, 2006)

Bantay Bata Workshops - Enigmata Summer Reunion

A get together from Nepal and Korea

how can we forget each other maria, when our meeting in korea is such a delicious moment that drugged the tastebuds... how synchronized again for we are brought together by a common friend... welcome back ethyl... i'm sure nepal volunteer work has changed you for the better... a toast to the coming of a new born for kublai and maan... life will never be the same again...

Kublai's Gift on my Birthday

My Best Friend’s Birthday

Thirty three years in existence
Three centuries of growing-up
The girl came to be one of
The world’s craziest deity

Wrapped in a females body
Equipped with a laughing box
That vibrates for kilometers
And a modified voice that chants
With the spirits

She holds a sword
That spews love in her victims
And a shield
That could withstand
All the virus in the world combined

Endowed with the gift
To create an ordinary moment
Into something special
Into something spiritual
Into something surreal
But that spirals back to reality

How can I argue
With the stubborn princess of the wind
Whose wisdom dates back
To our ancestors’ ancestor

I can only love her back
Respect her philosophy
And all the tantrums that goes
Along with it

She has probably touched
A million lives
Men, women, children, animals, plants,
Ants, trees, flowers, ghosts, aliens
Including a freak like me

She see beauty in simple things
Anything flowing, sprouting, blooming
But she can easily be blown away
By a sunset or a moonrise

She cannot resist a waterfall
And she gets attracted to the open sea
I wanted to tail her trail
But she could be so
Strong and fast sometimes

So I remained on my side
Watching her move
She dances the gracious lust of life
She sings the rhythm of a distant universe
And she swallows the soul people
Only to exhale them in some of
The most beautiful poetry
I have ever read

She always accompanied storms,
Thunders and typhoons
No wonder there is this calming,
Enlightening effect
Everything she leaves

She is the wind personified
She finds her way
Through spaces and emptiness
In peoples hearts
Blows the candle to wish
Everyone love and luck

It is her birthday today
I’m lighting a candle
To thank her back
And to thank the God’s
For making me a part of her reason
For having her a part of my person

Birthday gift of Kublai, October 4, 2004
Butuan City (before the Mamanwa, Agusan Marsh experience)

PeopleWise Outdoor Teambuilding in Davao, Baguio, Tagaytay, Subic since 1997

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