That Mt. Arayat trip didn’t happen, no thanks to the rains, but what happened instead brought me to tears.
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.
12 Days of Reconnection, Day 5: Slow Down
I decided to go slow today. This is my version of a “slow day”.
12 Days of Reconnection, Day 4: The Beauty of Life’s Changes
It dawns on me that change is two-way: one has to adjust as the other one evolves.
12 Days of Reconnection, Day 3: Heart for Art’s Sake
I’m not saying this because he’s my friend, but Vim has been doing a heck of a job. But he can’t do it alone.
12 Days of Reconnection, Day 2: My First Time to Watch a Ballet Production
Ibong Adarna broke all the stereotypes that were in my head before I went to see the production. Before, I would think of men and women in white leotards and tutus, with fairies and winged creatures dancing on tiptoes.