About

Kundiman is what we call classical Filipino love songs. This isn’t all about songs or culture. This is a personal blog, a medium for me to share my thoughts, mainly about my attempt to understand loving. I also believe we are able to express our souls through music and the arts.

Image above is by Kurt Halsey.

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ABOUT ME

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.
— Pablo Neruda

In the morning, when I wear a white coat, I enjoy talking to strangers, attending to their needs the best that I can. Learning learning learning. I do have low moments every now and then but nothing beats the feeling after your 36 hour duty knowing that somehow, you’ve contributed to making the world a much more beautiful place even to a few people.

In the afternoon, I change into my house dress.  Often, this means playtime with the little one, trying to catch up with his running skills and trying to balance “yes or no”, “don’t or go on”, and “you can do it or maybe next time”. Every minute is unpredictable but it’s what makes every moment him the little one extra special.

By midnight, when the earth is asleep and the moon patiently keeps me company, I wear my invisible wings and fly. It’s a secret I want to share —

…  AND  I thank you for  having interest in reading even the mundane things I write here  and bothering to look over this “About” page.  Leave your footprints. I highly appreciate them.

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I turned 30 and decided to step back. I want to write again.

I started blogging in 2004, triggered by my fondness of creating websites that insatiable feeling to express yet unable to speak out loud. I started in blogspot with Zedka Dreams, Invisible Wings, Tabula Rasa, Sonata in A Major. In med school, I started Spilled Cup, a more senseless, carefree out pour of my rants.  There was a time however when I decided to start anew and deleted all my previous posts. I entered a new phase of my life, motherhood and decided  I can totally do away with blogging.

I, however, intermittently go back here. Specially that there will always come a time that you have to scream, you have to talk yet you have to restraint yourself. This is my sounding board. At the same time, this keeps me sane. This is where I can freely talk to myself….

I admit not to have any journalist skills but in the deepest of my soul, I want to be heard, honestly in preference to strangers because I AM WAY DIFFERENT when you see me outside of this virtual world.

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