"Morning after morning He opens my ear..."
Isaiah 50:4
~Morning Ear Introduction by Goergen~
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September passed swiftly like a breeze …
and so has one year of my life...
and so has one year of my life...
General Assemblies, conventions, meetings, hospital visits, weddings, catechesis, taking care of my little nieces sandwiched in between
early mornings and late nights on the road...
MRT stress scenes...
13-17 hours exposure to
computer screen...
article analysis...
reading...
reading...
It's totally taxing at some point so I learned to switch off some channels.
I counselled less and listened more to...
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| 10 September 2012. Along the streets of EDSA. |
The road
The streets have so much to say.
They become avenues for the plight of the poor and people's sentiments.
Awareness campaigns, strikes, peaceful revolutions, environmental causes have been amplified by crowds and mass media.
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| 21 September 2012. A typical Fri-day afternoon along Quezon Avenue ----------------------  The Sky |
I noticed that traffics become run-of-the-mill... especially on Mondays and Fridays...
They become frequent sources of incidents and lassitude.
I continually believe that it is curable if there is more discipline and respect among us.
Need I say that countless Filipinos live along the streets, under the bridge, in carts?
Seeing them moves me to compassion.
I know the Lord hears their cries...
Do we notice? do we even care?
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| 18 September 2012. Overview of our workplace from 17th floor. The sky cries mostly September nights. Earlier this year, we experienced a rainy summer.  By August, most parts in QC and Manila were flooded by monsoon rains (This is very unusual). Small rains cause water to rise. What does Mother Nature say to us? Listen: Psalm 19 NIV (Bible Gateway) --------------------------- My Body  One of my little ones nebulizing while asleep. All my nieces have asthma. I think I do when I find myself in my sick bed for several weeks. In a retreat I attended in 2006, a Claretian Missionary shared, "The mind can lie a lot but the body cannot lie. In fact, the body is more honest than the mind. Whatever the mind refuses to accept is pushed to the body. Hence, the body has more memories than the mind." Work and leisure... restful hours of sleep... These are golden because money can never ever buy us back our health. -------------------  ...what my mind refuses to accept is pushed to the body. I usually find the refuse in my dreams. I had a dreamfest several months ago. Lisa Marie Farfalla wrote me, "Dreams are like pieces to a puzzle and we only get ONE piece at a time..." Oh how true! Recently, after watching an episode of MMK on tv, I found myself again in the sanctuary with some people I knew in my past. Today, the dream had its continuation... I saw myself celebrating the mass with them (this is the second time I dreamt of them as an assembly). The difference is... they started talking to me. I didn't argue...I acquiesced and listened... All the anxieties I had over the years... the ghosts that were haunting me... my shadows... They reconciled with me... ---- |