Archive for the ‘Close to Nature’ Category
Posted in city gardening, Close to Nature, Closer to God, flowers and blooms, journeys, photography, tagged flowers and blooms, gardenia, home garden, photography, silence speaks on August 13, 2015 | 2 Comments »
It rains every day now
and seeing these late Gardenia blooms reminds me of summer,
those days of lovely sunrise and sunset.
Life is good.
Life is wonderful.
And I always remind myself to take time and appreciate what nature brings.
Posted in blessings, Close to Nature, Closer to God, Clouds, inspirational, life, photography, tagged blessings, Close to Nature, Closer to God, Clouds, inspirational, life, photography, reflections, silence speaks on July 29, 2015 | 6 Comments »
When the world lets you see its lovely face on a beautiful morning like this.
You are humbled, mesmerized, awed and dazzled.
When the morning brings such beauty
before your eyes.
When the morning sun reflects its light
on these lovely cotton candy clouds,
be thankful….it is enough!
Posted in Close to Nature, Closer to God, life, photography, quotes, tagged Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Batanes, Close to Nature, Closer to God, life, Patience and faith, photography, quotes on July 15, 2015 | 8 Comments »
Patience, patience, patience is what the sea teaches.
Patience and faith.
One should be empty, open, choiceless as a beach – waiting for a gift from the sea.
(Big thanks to my friend Matt Velasco for sharing this photo. I enhanced it a bit and put some quotes in it from the beautiful book, Gift From The Sea by Anne Morrow Lindbergh).
It’s another “it’s been a while” post that you would probably get from me from time to time. It was a busy weekend and another busy day for gardening. I am taking advantage of the cloudy afternoon skies and the cool early morning breeze. We have occasional thunderstorms lately but PAGASA says it is not yet the official start of the rainy season. It has become even more humid in fact so the afternoon showers are welcome.
Gardening is hard, who says it is not? I have to dig and uproot stubborn and unwanted weeds, trim the Green dust plants, do a perfectly imperfect round shape of my several Fukien Tea plants and dig, dig some more. I am getting good at it…haha! To think I haven’t even started trimming our carabao grass but at least the concrete stepping-stones are now clear of unwanted overgrown carabao grass. It is hard to maintain a garden no matter how small it is. One has to invest one’s time and extra effort to make everything grow. If the weather permits, I’ll be harvesting Calamansi (Philippine lime) this afternoon.
One thing good about gardening is the time you spend by yourself, alone in your thoughts. You let your mind wander and you can even create a nice story while looking at your fingers full of dirt and stain. It is all worth it though, gardening is a job that you have to do and happens to enjoy (not all the time).
I’ve switched back to another reading genre.
I’ve been reading so much chick lit the last few days, funny and sad stories of women from wonderful authors that I’ve seen on Goodreads. This time though, I found two books by Michael Palmer, an American author who is also a doctor. I’ve read one or two books of him before when I was searching for ways to cope with the boredom of being bedridden for half a year. I love medical thrillers and the jargon is quite familiar. There was a time when I was obsessed collecting all the books by Robin Cook, another American novelist and doctor whose writings deal with medicine and other such topics affecting public health. If you have seen the movie Outbreak, he is the author of the book where it was lifted from. It’s nice to read fast-paced stories again. I haven’t taken a single picture lately but I found a lovely shot which I took several years ago while traveling North to our hometown. would love to share it in another post. By the way, thank you for continuously visiting my blog, reading old posts that I have somehow forgotten. I was thrilled to find that my stats have reached an amazing 335,461 at the moment. Thank you, thank you so much.
Posted in blessings, Close to Nature, journeys, life, silence speaks, tagged a bit of myself, Close to Nature, journeys, life, photography, Sierra Madre mountains, silence speaks, thoughts on June 6, 2015 | 15 Comments »
There are moments when we want to reminisce about those things we enjoyed doing in the past. It’s not exactly a different world, just simple reminders of how life should be. Life is a continuous struggle but then amidst such pain and suffering we see the light and still enjoy whatever life deals us along the way.
Last night, I woke up to this ungodly hour of 1 am and it was hard to go back to sleep. My mind was full of images of places I’ve been to not long ago. I can’t even recall if they were just snippets of dreams I had earlier. I had this fear of going back to the hospital even for a simple check-up. I had phobia of those people lined up outside a doctor’s clinic waiting endlessly and patiently for the doctor to arrive.That feeling of being treated for a simple allergy then they find something more serious than those red marks on your skin. Fifteen years ago, I was hospitalized for almost a week because of allergy and then one of my doctors (my OB-Gyn) suggested that I undergo TVS ultrasound since I was already there. After two years of treatment, there was no option but to undergo a first major operation …total hysterectomy because of endemetriosis. My second major operation was in July 2009. They had to cut a portion of my sigmoid colon and remove the affected parts. A few months after my last chemotherapy, I underwent a kidney bypass and had to be hospitalized again. For almost six years now, I am in remission from colon cancer. I thank God for second chances at life, I thank God that He let me see the beauty of life despite all the setbacks.
Three weeks after my so-called “graduation” from chemotherapy, our friendly neighbors invited us to join them to visit a place in Tanay, Rizal, a two-hour trip by car from our place. I was even hesitant to go, I was thinking I would not be able to endure that trek down the place and the climb back later to civilization but it was one of those trips that I would remember vividly. We brought along my then six-year old niece who stayed with us during the Christmas break. The log cabin where we stayed was still in the middle of construction so we fetched a tent and enjoyed the cold breeze of the countryside. All you can see was the long-range of the Sierra Madre mountains from afar.
We roasted marshmallows, grilled hotdogs and milkfish and brought along a big pot of adobo and a pan of pancit. Everything tasted so good but the company was even better.
And the best sharing about life was done inside that tent with Jane, our neighbor and Nissa, my daughter while the two younger kids were looking for ants and other insects just outside the tent and the men in our group explored the place. Looking back, I felt so happy that I was able to endure the 15-minute walk, a kind of litmus test after six months of treatment/chemotherapy. I felt so good that it was nice again to go back to being normal, if normal means there were no more pain of the IV and the effects of the drug, if normal means going out and bonding with friends and family, if normal means you could forget the endless laboratory tests and the hospital and seeing your oncologists.
Chasing dreams and remembering the good old days, an escape from the ugly realities of life. Sometimes, life is full of angst and broken dreams but it’s nice to reminisce about something that would put a smile on your face again and you could face the world one more time with more dreams to pursue and happy memories to recall.