During my 13th birthday years ago, I made a wish to have the first ever released “Air Jordan” shoes. In those days in the Philippines, when you wished to own an “Air Jordans”, you might as well wish for the moon. (This is where the Filipino phrase “Suntok sa buwan” comes from.) In the first … Continue reading Wishes and Dreams
Yours
Try this little exercise: go to your room, gaze at the stuff you have inside, and examine what is yours. In your mind, attach a tag or label to all that you think you own. You may even use a color-coding scheme to rank your belongings from the most important to the least. Then ask … Continue reading Yours
In the Moment
I clasped my 4 year old Franco in my arms at the break of dawn today. He woke up ahead of his siblings and went up to our third floor study where I was having my prayer time. Seeing him up so early, I decided to spend some time with him. I lifted him in … Continue reading In the Moment
A
We used to call him Father Cream Puff, a term of endearment we coined for his gentle style and the puffy way he carried himself on campus. We never would have thought that Georgetown University in Washington DC would name its observatory after him. With Master’s and PhD degrees from Harvard University, Francis J Heyden … Continue reading A
Crisis
Over the past few weeks, I’ve noticed several disturbing photos coming out on my social media newsfeed – photos of young children allegedly being put to death by Iraqi soldiers (I can’t even get past the first one), photos of a young boy holding a severed head of a man, photos of Palestinians weeping over … Continue reading Crisis
Barbarian
Once upon a time, I ran around the Araneta Coliseum for my life. That was right after a particularly heated NCAA game and I found myself alone outside, which in those heady days of our youth, was not wise. A gang of stoned, red-eyed fanatics from the opposing school chanced upon me and gave chase … Continue reading Barbarian
Weeded
Have you ever seen pure light? There is no such thing. Not even laser light, which is made with light waves being made to move in concert with each other. Even pristine white light is ordinarily incoherent and made up of a blend of colors oscillating to rhythms that are hardly synchronized. Have you ever … Continue reading Weeded
Heaven
The time of Easter, our time, can be a fuzzy time. It is fuzzy in the sense that to those of us who have been graced with faith, for some strange reason, we can still find some kind of serenity (some joy even), despite the tears in this valley showing no signs of ebbing. To … Continue reading Heaven
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