The Unbelievable Lightness of Letting Go

     Last week, I spent a few hours in Starbucks poring over the review of related literature written by a graduate student scheduled to defend her thesis entitled "Pagpapatawad". It was most enlightening for someone who has spent a considerable amount of time grappling with the notion of forgiving all those who have wronged her.

      It's been a long on-going process which has taken me through the steps described in the student's study.

    

MOMS.wmv

I absolutely loved this! It's a tribute to mothers who rule the world (like me)! Hehehe!

In preparation for being alone

       When one reaches the 50s, it seems like you are entering the period when one sheds baggage that is making the trip to HOME so much slower. Your experiences during this time help you trim the excesses that will just be in the way of your focusing on what is truly important in your life.

      That would be both happy and sad places to be in. But today, I dwell on the sad.

      Sometimes, you want to hold on to many things but there is no law which says you are the only one who can decide on this option. What if the other party wants to let go? What if in the eyes of some people, you are a but a speck of nothingness that they don't see. What if people just tolerate your existence because not doing so would be so cruel? You attempt to be one of the guys, so to speak, but in your heart you know it cannot be. It might be because you are of a different generation or simply a creature from another mold altogether.

      And that's when you know it's time to move on. It's time to look inside yourself for the comfort you need when things go astray. It's time to use all that you have learned  to nurture those who would care to ask for help.

      But if there is no one, there is always you. Because at the very end, there will be no one else but you. The 50s, a preparation for being alone.

Alambre, hiyas, at tula

Alin kaya ang mas matimbang sa akin?
Gigil?
Pagpipigil sa panggigigil?
O hindi pag-amin sa panggigigil?
Hmmm...


Hinanda para sa isang art show pero naging daan para maibsan ang pangangailangang lumikha at lagyan ng kuwento ang mga nilikhang ito. (I-click ang mga larawan upang mabasa ang mga tula.)

Paper, Too

Marupok ang hiram na kaligayahan
Katulad ng makulay na mga hiyas na suot ko
Kapag natutuluan ng mapait na luha
Nangungupas, napupunit
Hanggang tuluyang malusaw
Kahit ganupamang kainit ang pag-irog na alay mo.

Opening Reception at Lunduyan Art Gallery

"Kamuning"
March 8, 2009
6 PM

There are more pictures at http://ebeseyes.multiply.com/photos/album /145/Kamuning#36 , http://martinezartprojects.multiply.com, & http://pananaw.multiply.com

Ramilo Cousins & Grandkids

Ate Girlie, Rowena, Me, Ate Ceci, Jo-chi, Ate Baby

After the funeral for Jojo Ramilo
March 6, 2009
Dayap, Calauan, Laguna