Author: Carmie Dulguime

I started this digital journal initially for self-expression -- because this is what I do. I write for my profession and for my passion. Then it dawned on me that what I was doing was selfish. I found new inspiration in Proverbs 31:8: Speak for those who cannot speak; seek justice for all those on the verge of destruction. Through the years, I have met people from various walks of life with stories that deserve to be told. Unfortunately, not all of them have the gift of gab. So I presented myself to them, giving them the voice that they need to share their stories. Stories that inspire, cry out, reach out, provide unspoken truth.

Change is cool

Suzanne has been asking me if it has “sunk in” already, and I kept answering her, “no, not yet”. I’m afraid it now has. I have finally resigned. After 10 years of working under this organization, I have finally accepted what I have been denying all this time: that there is nothing else for me…

Cavite’s churches with the Diocese of Imus Camera Club

During the Holy Week of 2010, I thought of going around Cavite to take pictures of its churches using my point and shoot digicam. The idea was so uplifting, perhaps because of the spirit of the season, that I immediately checked the internet for possible churches that I can visit. I was overwhelmed by the…

Back to Pandan Hills, Bay-Ang, Aklan

I was in high school when I first went up Pandan Hill. The only memory I had then was the wide horizon and passenger ships that line it. I never thought that I would go back there again. Twenty-six years later, I went back and was surprised that nothing much has changed from how I…

The Santo Niño in a pagan ritual

I was planning on going back to Kalibo for this year’s Ati-atihan festival, but I had to go somewhere else for work. I’m reposting this old blog entry instead. Kalibo’s ati-atihan festival has got to be the wildest fiesta celebration honoring the Santo Niño. I caught the last three days of the celebration, which…