December 5, 2016

Hale Manna | Where Good Energy Is Nature-Sent

This first appeared on my column Down South on Interaksyon.com.  Moalboal Hale Manna Resort and Coastal Garden MOALBOAL, CEBU, PHILIPPINES—These past days, work—both self- and client-assigned—became overwhelming that I already entertained magic spells on how to grow another head, feet, and hands to finish everything on schedule.  Books to read, MA classes to attend, a wedding to shoot, places to visit, plants to water, writing deadlines to meet. Writing and photography assignments consumed the time intended for reading and diary writing. Guilt gnawed my gut. But such self-imposed busyness is treatable. Its perfect antidote is a place of good energy: […]
August 31, 2016

Capitarise-Cebu| Reseeing Lapu-Lapu City

CEBU, PHILIPPINES—I cannot write without facing a window, vain it may sound. If not a window, then by open spaces—facing the sea’s vastness for example. The air thick with salinity. The wind teasing the ears. Perhaps it is my way to conquer the wall that scares any writer’s wit: the writer’s block—that moment when I stare at the blinking | in a rather bright and immaculate white screen. When that occurs, indeed it is scary. How can I be a writer without writing? How do I fight the wall? A literal space is my weapon of choice in defeating the […]
May 29, 2016
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West 35 Eco Mountain Resort | A Dream Realized

This post first appeared on my column Down South on Interaksyon.com | November 1, 2014. Add some more photos here. CEBU, PHILIPPINES—This morning, it bloomed. Nothing could be happier for a gardener than to see a mere cutting from somewhere else flourish in her own garden. This fuchsia single-layered 9 O’clock bud reminds me of Louise Gluck’s “I speak because I am shattered” a line from her “Red Poppy,” a flower I have never set an eye on yet. This particular rose, just like the rest of the lives in my garden, brings me back to the place where I […]
May 14, 2016

QUEST HOTEL | A Room with a View

To stay in the city on a weekend is rather rare. Most of the time, I would be on a bus or aboard a ship to pursue some places I have never been to. Or revisit some old hangouts like Moalboal. And my recent trip to Siquijor makes me want to include it in the growing list of my weekend affairs. Despite its rarity, I do find myself staying in the city, either marooning myself in my little place and talking to my cats like a crazy cat lady that I am or meeting people that one way or another […]