Cooking to me is a luxury these days - which is a pity since I am more passionate about food than religion or sex.Before JR's eyebrows rise a notch higher, let me try to explain: am no frigid babe but a chunk of steak is more accessible to me than human flesh.And while I may not be particular about the assortment of food I pile up on my buffet platter, experience has taught me to discriminate among the smorgasboard of men ripe for the picking, at the risk of suffering those terrible womanly woes.Now, I can't imagine myself being a vegetarian but I swear the picture ... Continue Reading...
Bora,bora
The diplomat and the damsel in de-stress chill out in Bora.Outside Red Coconut HotelI can't believe Issa and I have few "postable" pictures of Bora but the glorious blue sea in the background should give virgins an idea what to expect.It will probably take a long time before I go here again but the beauty of its sun, sand and sunset is now safely stored in my memory bank, ready to be retrieved anytime when my soul needs comfort or would simply like a break from the worldly cares of the city. ... Continue Reading...
Bewitched by the I Ching
I am not a Bible reader but of late, I have found inspiration in the I Ching which, its followers believe, is "a living, breathing oracle, a patient and all-seeing teacher who can be relied upon for flawless advice at every turning point in our lives." Reading the I Ching has gifted me with a gentler spirit, accepting with serene humility the trials and brickbats thrown my way. Through the I Ching, I would like to disengage myself from the wiles of the world - to replace hatred with kindness, jealousy with selflessness, and the thirst for material things with rugged ... Continue Reading...
Poems for my sadness
i. there is no cure for my sadnessno depth or dimension to this painas i look forward and thinkof the Christmases we will not sharethe golden hair i will not touchthe gentle souls i will not lovingly put to sleepa part of me has died with your goingand my life, as your lifeis one huge 'could have been'ii.in giving birth,as in giving death,as in making love, women must spread their legsand think of a thousand doves flyinginstead of being threatenedby those giant forcepsiii.this love for you goes by one word: 'tolerance'the madness to be blindi love you much too muchand ... Continue Reading...
‘We are what we think we are’
I found refreshing this Editorial from Pasa'Yo, a newspaper which will be distributed for free in major commuter routes in Metro Manila starting this month. It is a private sector initiative to spread the good news about the country for a change. The proponents believe that we've had enough of the bad news and sensational stories; all that bitching, blaming and criticizing will only have the effect of further pulling ourselves down. Being a nationalistic chick, I believe that there's no better time in our history to be pro-Philippines and to hope that we can rise like ... Continue Reading...
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