I am just moved to tears. I have no words. Only a prayer.
That the love I find is as great as this.
http://vimeo.com/70394332
Jason Magbanua, you are the best storyteller.
love
To be free
Maybe I should stop being afraid of what letting go will do to me. And there’s no better way to find that out than actually doing it.
Clarity, please come to me.
Fuck YOLO
In his thanksgiving address for the World Youth Day volunteers, Pope Francis said the most beautiful words I’ve ever heard from a pope:
Today, there are those who say that marriage is out of fashion; in a culture of relativism and the ephemeral, many preach the importance of ‘enjoying’ the moment. They say that it is not worth making a life-long commitment, making a definitive decision, ‘forever’, because we do not know what tomorrow will bring.
… I am asking you to rebel against this culture that sees everything as temporary and that ultimately believes that you are incapable of responsibilty, that you are incapable of true love. I have confidence in you and I pray for you. Have the courage to swim against the tide. Have the courage to be happy.
I am not of Catholic faith, but the hope and the sincerity this man has for the youth today is absolutely moving.
I cannot wait to be brave again.
True love is..
You so fly
Okay, so I know I just restarted with the photography classes and all, but as we finish our basic course on Saturday, I kind of felt guilty for letting the blog become inactive again.
Remember the first homework? Well, I got best photo. Here it is:
I remember the next instructor encouraging us to get out of the city more. The best images are not to be captured here, and she’s right. Here, we only have flies for macro shots. Hahaha.
But frankly speaking though, I haven’t really been true to the promise I’ve made when I said I am going to commune with nature more. The days are just longer and harder to live through, and the process of moving on is taking longer than expected.
Or maybe I’m just impatient.
And it’s not like I’m not blessed. I am filled with so much love from people I least expected. It’s quite humbling actually. I just wish I don’t have to draw so much from them just to keep my feet grounded, my knees steady.
I miss him every day. I love him every day. I wish I can share these with him because I know he’d be proud of me.
I guess he’d have to be proud of me from afar.
the salt of your skin 