Katrineholm — One should be grateful. Grateful for the late evening sunshine, yellow and lovingly caressing, for the sough in the trees, that soft, dancing sound of shivering aspen leaves, for voices and laughter in the background, they carry so well over water, Grateful for times like these. I’m sitting in a rickety, weathered chair, on a jetty so loosely tethered that every movement in this little lake cre...
Santa rosa city — It’s three in the afternoon and we’ve just finished lunch at my brother’s house, two hours away from the chaos of central Metro Manila where I live. I’m kicking back with my phone reading through gree...
Lucknow — Sometimes I take out moments; just random bits of prosaic, ordinary minutes out of my mundane days to hit pause and do nothing but listen; and in absolutely astounding yet innocently modest ways, the ...
Happy (belated) birthday, L.A.
I was here.
They decided he died
Back in stormy Manila. Learning something essential to stay sane: how to be grateful for the rain.
The upside of goodbye (a letter to my students)
No time for a big adventure on my 30th birthday. But learning more and more to savor the humble moments.
In the calm of gratitude.
It took a moment for the words to sink in...
Times like these
Il potere della musica.
I am the luckiest girl.
I couldn't help myself, I tilted my head and looked to the sky.