The Sound of Life

Saturday Stories September 23, 2017

The weather was sublime at the beginning of the past week. I woke up early morning Monday and I wrote on my cellphone:
It is a perfect day to go out. It is also a perfect day to stay home. But whether I stay or go, this is a perfect day. This day is a miracle.
Then the weather turned a lighter shade of pale as the days went by. On Thursday I wrote:
I never saw a storm this strong. I'm looking down at an entire city that seems covered in fog because of the relentless rain. I feel my whole being wanting to be out with the elements. I see myself running across fields of gold, with the rain soaking my body, and if I get hit by lightning and turn to ash, then so be it. I would love that.
I really enjoyed what happened last Thursday night. It was around seven, and most of the other offices in the building were already closed. A friend at work and I were walking along the empty corridor.
"Did you hear that?" he asked as we entered …

Somebody Warm Like Me

Saturday Stories September 16, 2017

A friend is requesting for my latest photo. So, here it is, with me on the far left, although it has nothing to do with the story. Then again, nothing is not connected.
If there is one thing in life I can take pride in, it is that I have never, ever, betrayed anyone's trust. My head is full of other people's deepest secrets, and I shall take them all with my ashes into my beloved sea.
That was what I told a friend earlier this morning as we were talking about life, relationships and the need to be able to confide to someone.
I had some really neat conversations this past week. I like to share some of them here. 
I've been asked how I would react to somebody who is just like me in terms of attitude. I tossed the question back. She said they will clash with because they are both dominant. Then she tossed it again. I sang a little of the song "Somebody Warm Like Me," and my answer is the complete reverse.
I said: I feel…

A World Of Heroes

Saturday Stories September 9, 2017

There is such pure positive energy in the world. I have been seeing and feeling it all around me since I began to look through new eyes. I feel inspired and uplifted when I see my fellowmen emerge victorious against seemingly insurmountable odds. I think those who say that there are no more heroes and role models are looking at the wrong places.
I found an article last night about Filipinos who showed that, with faith and courage, nothing is impossible. I have known and admired some of them even before, like Grace Padaca, Roselle Ambubuyog, singer Fatima Soriano and actor Rome Mallari.
I was touched by the stories of those whom I am learning about for the first time, like the artist Jovy Sasutona who paints by holding the brush in his mouth because he is paralyzed from the neck down, the artist Fernando Cabigting who learned to paint using his left hand after a stroke blinded his left eye and paralyzed his right, the athlete Raymond Martin who wo…

We Are Complete

Saturday Stories September 2, 2017

The most significant event that happened to me in the past week is that, after all is said and done, this is the first time when I can say that my life is finally complete.
I have found what I have always been searching for all my life. If I die right now, this would be the perfect moment. Then again, I've never been afraid of death especially since my own near-death experience in 2010 which I've mentioned to very few people, two of whom have already crossed over; not to mention my encounters with the nonphysical in my dreams, and lately, even when I'm awake. But then again, I could die from sheer happiness right now anyway.
It's funny that I'm saying this without any intention of sharing my private life with the public. I can, however, tell stories about how the universe is constantly responding to my intentions by showing the little signs I've asked for: rainbows, bubbles, butterflies, feathers and repeating numbers. I'…

My Vision of Tomorrow

Saturday Stories August 26, 2017

I see a future where all those who are power are worthy of it. Perhaps I may not live to see it through my physical eyes, but there also won't be those who create a culture of impunity with their utter disregard for due process and the rule of law, who ignite the fires of racism and hatred by their isolationist and divisive rhetoric, and who are pushing the entire planet to the brink of a nuclear holocaust.
I see a future where the protection of Mother Nature is more important than any profit to be gained by exploiting and eventually destroying her, where people can create their own decent livelihood by providing service to the public without being blackmailed and shut down by corrupt government agencies, where people would finally stop trying to dominate and exterminate their fellowmen in the name of religion.
I affirm a future so beautiful that words cannot describe it because I understand the laws of the universe. We attract what we focus on. T…

The Rainbow Colors of Life

Saturday Stories August 19, 2017

One of the countless things I'm grateful for is having an authentic sense of self-worth. The mere fact that I exist, as I learned from my nonphysical teachers Abraham and Bashar, means that I'm inherently worthy in the eyes of Creation.
Having said that, I also accept that I live in a society surrounded by people who are better than I, some because they really are in any given outer aspect, and some because they want to feel they are better than everybody else just so they can feel good about themselves. I'm perfectly fine with that since I don't feel inferior anyway. What is even more significant is that I don't feel the need to bring other people down to raise myself.
You can spot the insecure a mile away. These are the racists, bullies, gossipers, paranoids, bureaucrats, power-trippers, back-fighters, the self-righteous, the people who spread malice and intrigue. A person who is far from alignment from is true being has an unsta…

Where You Are Is Not Who You Are

Saturday Stories August 12, 2017

The subjects of food, diet and weight came up while talking with a friend earlier this week. I told her there's no need to feel self-conscious since nobody notices anybody anyway – because everybody is looking at their cellphones.
I gave her an analogy as a way of sharing my own perspective. This is what I said:
Let's say, coming from here, you are going to up north to Bantayan Island. Naturally, you would eventually find yourself in one of the towns along the way, say, Danao.
Do you say "Oh, I'm here: this is my life! There's a cow crossing the road and blocking the bus because God is punishing me. I'm beside a stranger because this is my karma. I'm in this place because this is who I am!"
No, you don't say that. Why? Because you know you are just traveling. Where you are at any given time is just a place you're passing through.
Yet that is precisely what most people do. They take a snapshot of a moment and …