reposts from tumblr

blank canvas. calling to create. broken nibs and stubbed brushes. dried paint and hard lead. endless possibilities. regardless. unnerving but not hopeless. too tight shoes. long walks. still carry on. delightful smiles. simple things. deep thoughts. unspoken. reassurance. uncertain. laughter. a beat or two. music sings to heart. great timing. sometimes. mostly all silly. inspire to resume. stop to recharge. breathe. close eyes. listen. all things the same. but different. so channel. energy to gather. empty first the self. pray. and things will come. -- 03282011

Today is like a moment at a landing of a very long staircase. Somehow I know I finished a task and will be prepping for the next. But what exactly did I do? I can’t remember any thing that was worth something. A full week’s work only half done. Thanks to my backache who mercifully is almost not here. Tomorrow is a break. Monday will surprise me with everything that was put on hold. Creative stress. March is almost over. Another ending/beginning. This morning, I glanced upon our grounds and saw a thousand santol blooms blanketing the garden. Spring. Which reminded me, the narra trees will blossom soon. Easter. The same thing. And so I retro-think again. Assessing. Hard enough to think ten things at once. Harder to be assailed by too many things about. Kind of familiar. Am I back somewhere forgotten that it seems so new? Or the old battleground with a new enemy? I searched for my old tools/ weapons and they’re not where I left them. Did I gave them away and forgot? Suddenly remembered my armor, placed it with the moon. The earth moved. So I’m sort of in between moving plates. Silly. Dizzy. Spinning. Must be still. Wait in quiet. From impulse, to reason, to faith. -- 03272011

shaken.

as if you stressed on something unforeseen…

spoken.

as if you learned something too unknown…

drew a line and crossed it…

then dropped the phone again…

a zillion note2selfs after…

dug the archive and found old thoughts —-

“remembered the snake that hung on the tree

as the sunbeam chased my thoughts away

stepped out to begin

but incy stopped me on my tracks

a half a dozen steps and gone

pressed enter

time to move on…” -071110

like a broken record, maybe…

spinning… dizzy.

it is not the same… can you not see the difference?

a deaf and mute spirit haunts…

the kind that can only come out in prayer.

patience and faith.

--03052011

first attempt

first attempt a photo by * jdt... (shabba!) on Flickr.

"Stretch my capacity to give. Strip self of self. Feel with an unhardened heart. See with new eyes. Speak power into people. Cleanse." - Sarah Meier-Albano


*I borrowed this quote from Sarah's tweet. (Thank you,S!) Will continue to repost this quote in every other flickr photo that I find appropriate. It's something I would like to remember all throughout this season of Lent.

ikatlong istasyon

ikatlong istasyon a photo by * jdt... (shabba!) on Flickr.

*The Via Crusis passed by our street yesterday... and because we live a couple of blocks from the chapel, we always get the third station: " Jesus falls the first time."

**Lent begins. I feel a carpet being laid somewhere for each of us to walk on... towards somewhere grand. One question... Are we worthy of it?

*** We all know what to do, let's then...

one post-it hush

one post-it hush a photo by * jdt... (shabba!) on Flickr.

” … no one is supposed to know what we are doing individually, although we have been summoned to do this with one heart and spirit together.”

Tomorrow is Ash Wednesday.

What am I giving up for Lent?

What will I give for Lent?

What will you?

for a memory of the heart

for a memory of the heart a photo by * jdt... (shabba!) on Flickr.

*Posting this may take away the anonymity of a kind act... but this came in the mail today and made our day. Made me realize too, that the little things we do does make a difference... Really appreciate the appreciation. It also made me think of what to do for Lent... and so I am posting this as a reminder of that which i must never forget.

february blush

february blush a photo by * jdt... (shabba!) on Flickr.

"In the right light, at the right time, everything is extraordinary." -- Aaron Rose


*mom's other fave vine, blooms only each february... it's all gone now.