misty mama

A New Day

Sunrise in Bohol, around 5:45am.  Gentle breezes blowing;   the sound of the waves lapping on the shore.  A rare sight  and one that fills me with a deep and profound sense of gratitude.  Times like these are my comfort and joy.  Life could be at its worst, but when the sun rises,  with the sea in the foreground (that's a bonus!), there is no place I'd rather be, but here on earth.  A Happy Sunday to you!

Eurythmy Basics in Acacia Waldorf School

An Artistic Massage

Just Remembering

 

It was 1995, 1996 i think, when I first set foot in this beautiful National Park in Maine called ACADIA.  At that time, I was doing my post graduate studies in Alexander  Technique,  and struggling to finish a Master's in Piano Performance in Cambridge.  It's been awhile,  I have to think really hard to remind myself  that I was indeed, once there.

I remember well how lost I felt looking out into this same ocean--the cold Atlantic.    I was more than a thousand miles away from the Philippines and hardly in touch with my family;  I could not make sense of WHY.   Yet, I was grateful for finding solace and comfort in this beautiful New England landscape.

The water, the ocean, was my refuge as a child.  It continues to be so, even today.  I hope one day that my children learn to turn to nature and be grateful for its beauty and its mystery.

Sunset...where I live

Climb the mountains and get their good tidings.  Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees.  The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop off like autumn leaves.

                                                                                        --John Muir, Our National Parks, 1901

In the Waters

I didn't realize how much the water would affect me as an adult later on in life.  But being by the water, is where i love to be, the best. Its vastness and beauty is humbling.

Loving the sun....

Peaceful...

In gratitude for this day and last...Happy week to you!

See the Silence

There is a beautiful stillness about Caliraya Lake. The whole area to me brings back many memories of childhood with my parents, particularly my dad. My father has such an adventurous soul, it was pretty contagious as a child. I remember many road trips and Caliraya was a usual destination. I don't think we ever stayed long, maybe a night or two. But the water, strong winds and the landscape always made an impression. My children enjoy it too, I think. Wonder what they'll remember when they're grown.

This was a full rainbow...in fact, if you look closely, you could still catch it's double. Always a good sign.

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Kings and Gifts

I'm a bit late in posting, sorry.  Still, I would like to share a glimpse of our nature table.  Christmas is officially ended at the arrival of the three kings in the manger.  I change the cloth to a more svelte red and also change the Holy Family's shelter.  Happy Epiphany! A new beginning, indeed.

"O---Star of wonder, star of night, Star with royal beauty bright,  Westward leading, still proceeding, Guide us to thy perfect light.

Glorious now, behold him arise,  King and God and sacrifice!  Heaven sings, alleluia, alleluia.  The earth replies."  --We Three Kings

A New Year ahead

I am excited for the year ahead;  Mostly because, I feel closer to MY Truth,  pregnant inside me; wanting to be born already.    I know there are parts of me  slowly being chipped off, slowly, falling away. I feel like a lone barnacle stuck on a wooden post at sea, stubbornly clinging to a dying self.  Getting it all wrong tho, 'coz there's something better that awaits all this pain.  I should know, right? (with four physical births in my past)  But such is life!  " a sleep and a forgetting"  as William Wordsworth described.

2010 has brought in both painful realizations as well as joyful revelations.  People like to  choose a word to usher in the New Year  to help them bring forth more of this 'quality' in their lives... Mine is TRUTH.