HALIMUON THERAPY AND THE BURST OF EMOTIONS

Ishilta, my therapist that afternoon, said that I was a virgin. Yes, that was the first time ever that I tried and experienced a form of spiritual healing. And it happened in a place called Bahay Ginhawa.

When literally translated to English, bahay means “house” and ginhawa means “relief.” But I think, the word “release” would be more fitting to describe my initial divine encounter. Bahay Ginhawa is actually a home for a number of holistic sessions, whether Eastern or Western, that are crafted towards the physical, mental, emotional and spiritual well-being of its clients.

Ms. Ime Morales, a friend and founder of the Freelance Writers’ Guild of the Philippines (FWGP), was the one who invited me to this wholistic home. Her first message to me about this was around the first week of February, but the two of us were only able to visit about a month later.

Given that time-frame and since it was my first time to undergo such a session, Ishilta said that maybe, there was a reason why He brought me here, moreover, why He structured the turn of events for me to try Halimuon or the aroma therapy healing.

A Warm Welcome

Located at 100-A, K6th St., East Kamias, Quezon City, Bahay Ginhawa felt so homey the moment I entered the door. The house welcomed me with colorful mats lining the living room. Here, Ishilta oriented me and Ms. Ime about Halimuon.

 

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The name actually came from the Tagalog word for scent or aroma. Halimuon is a therapy involving the use of 12 essential oils, which Ishilta ships from the United States to be able to give Filipino clients one of the best aroma therapy sessions in town. These specialized oils, were created by Young Living, the world leader for natural wellness oils.

But Ishilta said that using the 12 essential oils could be an overdose, especially for virgins like me. So for that afternoon, he would be using only six.

And together with some gentle touches, with the permission of the client, Halimuon could turn out to be an emotional therapy meant to release “toxins” that were stored deep down.

The Six Scents

I lay down on a bed and Ishilta gave me a sleeping eye mask for better relaxation. The moment I withdrew my vision and rested my head on the pillow, my brain automatically signaled red alert to my other senses as if setting an elusive defense mechanism. As I was waiting for Ishilta’s next move, things started panicking inside my brain: how I almost got lost getting there, how my meeting afterwards would be, how the therapy would unfold, what will Ishilta do to me, how would my body react, how would I react.

 

Ishilta applying the oil of Valor. Photo by Ime Morales.

Ishilta applying the oil of Valor. Photo by Ime Morales.

 

Ishilta started the session with the oil of Valor, asking me if he could rub them on the soles of my feet. I gave him my permission and then the room was suddenly filled with a mixed aroma of spruce, rosewood and frankincense, from which the oil was made. According to Young Living, the oil was crafted to promote strength, courage and protection, and so to pass that to me, Ishilta held my feet for a while. But this did not stop my thoughts from running to and fro.

The next oil in line was called Harmony, made from ingredients like lavender and ylang-ylang. Ishilta then proceeded to putting oils on certain points of my body, with my full permission, like my wrists, my neck, my forehead. Ishilta later on revealed that these were the chakra or energy centers on my body and the oil was set to harmonize the flow inside my system. Still, my thoughts were stubborn enough to align themselves.

The next oil was called Release, made from ingredients like grapefruit, spearmint and rose. When coupled with the oil of Forgiveness from sesame and chamomile, these scents were said to unlock emotional and personal walls, releasing repressed and hurtful memories. And if the oils were busy doing their job, my brain was so pre-occupied to even notice anything about the fragrances.

 

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At some point, Ishilta also asked for my help in putting some oil on my stomach and on my chest.

Another oil was something called Present Time, which reminded my brain to be “in the moment.” I somehow felt that time, my thoughts finally noticed the scents and started to relax.

Lastly, there was the oil of the Inner Child. The blended fragrance of orange, lemongrass and spruce was aiming to reconnect me to my inner self, which could have gone through some tough time during my childhood. According to Young Living, when people got “misused” at a very young age, they tend to detach from their “natural identity, or inner child.”

Activating the Halimuon

After all the oils had been applied, I felt Ishilta position himself near my head. And the moment his palms touched my hair, the remaining perkiness of my thoughts suddenly disappeared and my mind and body just seemed to “align” themselves towards Ishilta.

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Applying oil on my stomach. Photo by Ime Morales.

 

He went on by asking me some questions and I answered accordingly. But for some weird reason, there were no images forming on my head. The thoughts that were disturbing me earlier were never awakened. It was like staring and floating into a vast sea of nothingness, welcoming Ishilta’s whispers inside my already opened personal wall and just letting those expressions explore the hidden corners of myself.

I was drifting into deeper states of relexation when he started whispering words like self-worth and forgiveness. And then all of a sudden, a tear just fell from my eye. I was not sure what specific emotion I was feeling at the time. All I knew was that the words, somehow, had finally hit their targets.

Ishilta continued the flow of words and soon I was catching my breath. There even came a point when I could no longer produce an answer to him for I was overpowered by some faint whistling from my chest, a sign of a mild asthma attack.

Finally, Ishilta stopped talking. But lifting his hand from my head was like removing the plug from the drain. He said that the session was over. I sat down and the moment I took off the eye mask, all the emotions that reacted to his words earlier just burst out. I had been emotional for the past months now, but I would say that this cry was the most liberating of all.

The Aftermath

Ishilta gave me time to gather myself up. And for the first time in months, I felt so light. It seemed like a huge weight, which I had been carrying for the longest time now, had just disappeared.

Ishilta said that normally, clients would only get emotional when the session was over. But I was already reacting midway through the therapy. Maybe there were just so much to be released. I now wonder what would be the effect of 12 oils.

He also said that the topics he was asking the clients during the session differ from one to another. He said that maybe everything depended on what He wanted this particular person to know.

And in my case, maybe, He just wanted me to finally let go and be free.

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On March 19, Bahay Ginhawa will be having a special event entitled, “Indigenous Healing Practices of Women,” with guests from Mountain Province and Mindanao. On March 20, guests Donna Vergara and Karen Gamutan would be sharing some enlightening talk. For more details, you may contact them through:

09199848089

09152510558

bahayginhawa@gmail.com

Or through their Facebook page linked above.

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FILM REVIEW: Kyoto Inferno on Nimotsu

It had been a year since the Asian Red Carpet Premiere of Rurouni Kenshin: Kyoto Inferno, when the live-action team visited Manila.

rurouni kenshin in manila

On the SM Megamall stage during the Asian Red Carpet Premier in Manila. August 6, 2014.

“Keishi Otomo-sensei, said in an interview with Rappler that the fireflies were removed from the live-action movie because first, Kenshin’s and Kaoru’s love for each other was not yet established because only little time had passed from the time-frame of the first movie. In the anime, there had been a lot of episodes to show that love. Secondly, he thinks that drama scenes may be a bit off from the action-packed situation of the Shishio arc.

For me, a film is all about portraying emotion, and letting the viewers feel that emotion. The Shishio arc might have been concerned more on saving the whole of Japan but still, the twists had their roots on certain emotional dilemmas of the characters. So I think emotions had the right to be felt. And this is what they call ‘letting the audience breathe.’”

More of my review in the original entry at my sister blog Nimotsu Counter.

A Song for my Darling Serenity

It’s Throwback Thursday! And now that I am itching for my next travel, let me bring you once again to a kingdom of ultimate serenity, Palawan.

The Viewfinder

Article 7 of the Palawan Chronicles: Last Article


DISCLAIMER: I recommend listening to the song “Cool Change” while reading this to gain maximum serenity.

And this exhibit launches in 5, 4, 3, 2…. .

If there’s one thing in my life that’s missing

.

It’s the time that I spend alone

.

Sailing on the cool
 .

And bright clear water

.

Lots of those friendly people

.

They’re showing me ways to go

.

And I never want to lose their inspiration

.

I was born in the sign of water

.

And it’s there that I feel my best

.

It’s kind of a special feeling

.

When you’re out on the sea alone

.

Or Sun? Or Sun?

Staring at the full moon like a lover

.

Time for a cool change

.

I know that it’s time for a cool change

.

Now that my life…

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U.P. kong Pinakamamahal

Congratulations to all the University of the Philippines graduates today! Let’s look back to where it all started, in a paper called “Admission Slip.” So for you, here is a poem I wrote in Filipino a year ago.

The Viewfinder

University of the Philippines Sunflower The U.P. Sunflower

Sa paglilinis ng bodega
Isang Linggo ng umaga
May mga bagay na nakita
Na nagpanumbalik ng mga alaala

University of the Philippines Admission Slip “… you qualified for admission… to U.P. Diliman… for a DEGREE PROGRAM W/ AVAILABLE SLOTS…”

Taos-puso ang aking tuwa
Noong sa akin ay inihatid
Ang iyong liham ng pagtanggap
Na may basbas na kalakip

University of the Philippines Oblation Atat.

Lumuwas na dali-dali
Patungong Quezon City
Upang litrato’y maiguhit
Kasama ang rebultong kapuri-puri

University of the Philippines Ikot Map Oo, nag-print pa ako ng mapa. Bakit ba? 🙂

Nguni’t sa aking pag-ikut-ikot
Ay may mga nagpaabot
Na ang pagpapalitrato’y
May sumpa sa pagtatapos

Nihonggo quiz Shin Airikku Sekku. Minus 0.5 points for the non-Japanese numberings! 🙂

Nagsimula ang unang taon
Sa pagbati ng Ohayou

Panonood ng horror,

eiga sai 2005 flyer Eiga Sai 2005 Flyer. Required at may reaction paper. Pero hindi pa naman in Nihonggo. In English lang muna. 🙂

At pag-aaral ng mga sailor

Vampires, Psychic Girls, Flying Women and Sailor Scouts: Four faces of the young female in Japanese Popular Culture Hindi ko rin akalaing may ganitong klaseng pag-aaral. 🙂

Nandiyan…

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WALANG FOREVER: The CMC Transformation

The concept behind the word “forevermore” had been circulating online, and even in casual conversations, after a TV drama of the same title topped the primetime charts. Suddenly, everybody was asking, “may forever ba? (Does ‘forever’ exist?)”

A recent visit to my beloved alma mater, the University of the Philippines College of Mass Communication (CMC) made me exclaim, “Walang forever. (There is no forever).”

I left the college in 2010. And the five long years that passed created stunning changes to our beloved Maskom.

Surely, the alumni would be surprised upon seeing the new facade.

University of the Philippines College of Mass Communication

Through the years.

The old facade was a blue wall, complete with all the traces of the past years.

These marks were gone now, and were covered with new stone tiles, bearing the logo of the college.

During my time, this part of the building was closed. And this veranda was used as a hangout place of a student organization.

Now, the entrance in the facade area is fully operational.

Inside the main building, the U.P. Gawad Plaridel Gallery is still at the lobby, bearing the portraits of the recipients of the award. The Gawad Plaridel is granted to people who showed exemplary public service in the fields of film, radio, television, and print.

The Administration Office nearby was basically the same except for some accents. A water station was also set up at the opposite side.

The opposite corridor going to the photocopy area, complete with the gate, continued to be a favorite subject among black and white photography students.

University of the Philippines College of Mass Communication

Main building corridor.

Artworks now lined the walls. The AV Library and the TV Room swapped places. The lockers and the benches were also out of the place. But the photocopy area was still there.

Going upstairs, the Broadcast and Journalism departments were still on their rightful places. The latter was even given a Certificate of Excellence by the Commission on Higher Education.

The corridor on the other side of the second floor was also lined by artworks now.

A photograph of Gilda Coronel was also prominent beside the Ladies’ Room.

Going further, the skywalk, which is the connecting pathway between the Main building and the Annex building, now had tables and chairs.

University of the Philippines. College of Mass Communication.

Skywalk.

At the second floor of the Annex building, the Communication Research Department had also adapted some glass doors.

Opposite Comm Res was the new look of the library.

University of the Philippines. College of Mass Communication.

CMC Library.

Downstairs, the alumni would be welcomed by more portraits of the more recent Gawad Plaridel awardees. Computers also lined up the old “Film” lobby.

And going left from the stairs would not lead anyone to the Film department anymore. The area was now an extension of the library.

University of the Philippines. College of Mass Communication.

The area beside the A-107 room is now a part of the library.

Opposite this was still the Graduate Studies Department, with the new steel name on the wall.

Outside, the alumni could not help but be awestruck by the new landscape.

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The old parking lot was now lined with grass and a lot of plants.

At the far end of the area was the new canteen called the M Cafe.

University of the Philippines. College of Mass Communication.

The new CMC canteen.

There was still the ramp going to the basement. The dirty bluish green paint was now an artistic representation of the College’s battlecry, “Midyang Malaya at Mapagpalaya (A free and liberating Media)”.

University of the Philippines. College of Mass Communication.

The ramp.

The basement itself was also a whole new entity now. Artworks also lined the walls on this part of the college. The end part now had tables and chairs where students could hold their meetings. The door at this side was also operational now.

University of the Philippines. College of Mass Communication.

The new basement

At the far end of the CMC compound was the Media Center, the newest building of the college. It finished its construction just before my graduation in 2010. And that was also the time when the Film Department started transferring to its new home.

University of the Philippines. College of Mass Communication.

The old movie posters lining up the walls of the basement were transferred to the Media Center.

The new building was equipped with more facilities, like the new Dark Room, since then. The Film Institute’s name was placed at the facade. Tables and chairs were provided for student use. Water stations were also everywhere now.

University of the Philippines. College of Mass Communication.

At the facade of the Media Center. Taken in 2013.

But of all these changes, what surprised me the most were the parking lots. The one in Media Center and the one in front of the Main Building were all filled with cars, even on a Saturday. And these were not just cars, these were expensive cars.

University of the Philippines. College of Mass Communication.

All these cars.

And this was not evident only in Maskom but in other colleges in U.P. as well.

During my time, the main parking lot hardly had this much vehicles.

Even the curriculums, especially in Film, changed.

With all these transformations, the college was a living example that change, truly, was the only constant thing in this world. And this statement alone already negated the concept of forever.

But I still wanted to believe that forever would exist in two aspects of Maskom, and the whole of U.P. as well.

First was the oath to excellence. All these transformations could take place as long as quality education remains, forever.

Second, I wish that U.P. could forever be a State University for the masses. But it seemed like this statement alone had already been negated by reality.

University of the Philippines. College of Mass Comuunication.

So U.P. was it all about “paying it forward”?

So tell me, does forever really exist?


The College of Mass Communication sure was now ready for its Golden Jubilee Homecoming happening on the 19th of June. The event entitled “CMC @ Fifty Shades of Great” will celebrate it’s 50 excellent years at F1 Hotel Manila, 32nd street, Bonifacio Global City, Taguig. For more information visit the official event page at https://www.facebook.com/events/540942259372759/ .

 


 

2010 photos were taken during my graduation day. Photos were by Sheen Irerick Seeckts, Jerson Guiwa, Nessa Gabrillo and Jay Jomar Quintos.


 

Lazada Philippines

I see your beautiful face

You are holding my hand tightly. I can feel that you have no intentions of letting it go.

We are running fast, making sure the thing is not catching up. You are ahead of me so I cannot see your face.


This post had been transferred by the author to another website named, “Nimotsu Counter.” To know what happened to the lovers mentioned above, kindly click here.

 

Tadhana/ Fate

I chose a song in Filipino, my native tongue, which is the only language that can best express my feelings for you.

This is a song that best describes what I want to tell YOU. Yes, YOU.

May the wind, together with fate, bring this message across, once again.

Intramuros
Song by Up Dharma Down, a Filipino  band

And a cover by me in Soundcloud:


 

This post had been transferred by the author to another blog named “Nimotsu Counter.” The English translation of the lyrics of Up Dharma Down’s “Tadhana” and the rest of this article here.

A Birthday Greeting from Manila

 

35xxxv. one ok rock.

Photo by Nessa Gabrillo.

 

Dearest Taka,

First of all, I want to call out to the great Suzaku-sama, Byakko-sama , Genbu-sama, Seiryuu-sama, Zenki-sama, Kame-sama, Son Gokou-sama, Sailor Mars-sama, Clow-sama, Lupin-sama, Kenshin-sama, Belldandy-sama, Tamahome-sama and to Voltes V to grant me all the chakras, nens, and good luck I need to have a 100% probability that this letter can at least catch your attention.

As of the time of writing, I am only able to muster 0.0001% probability from the said Gods. Maybe I also need to call on all the Mushi, the Kyojins, maybe even Escaflowne, the Gundams and Evas to send some positive vibes to this letter’s crusade.

But kidding aside, and no matter what the odds are, whether this eventually reaches you or not, I am still writing it.

And before anything else, I just have one message for you on your birthday on the 17th:

just enjoy it.

Well I know you are currently on tour so I am sure you are having the time of your life. Just continue to smile to attract more positive karma. This year, I know that the sheep will continue to bless us, those who are born in the year of the dragon.

And by the way, please do keep that smile, I like it when you do that. 🙂

Alright, I already said a lot but I haven’t introduced myself. My name is Sheen from the beautiful city of Manila in the Philippines.

I was introduced to your music from “The Beginning,” thanks to the first Rurouni Kenshin Live Action movie. I was such a fan of the anime that I was thrilled when the live action was released in the Philippines in 2012.

I started listening to your songs then. That was the time when it finally began.

Two years after, in around mid-2014, I decided to quit my second job. And I was depressed again afterwards. Well, I was always depressed whenever I quit my job. It seemed like what I finally found wasn’t what I wanted. It’s that so-called quarter-life crisis, which is making the life of 20-somethings miserable.

And I continued being a useless human being and locked myself up in my room for the next two months.

One gloomy evening, as all the rest were, I was listening to your songs and was struck by these words:

Can’t take your time what are you waiting for? It’s a waste of time for you blaming yourself.

Just hold on tight, it can be all right. Yes, try to try, keep moving on.

Are you ready now? We are ready now for tonight.

And it was like I was awakened from a bad dream. There came a realization so strong that I was instantaneously headbanged back to reality.

Yes I was wasting my time and blaming myself for things that I shouldn’t be worrying about. And yes, all that I needed to do was to hold on.

And then the positivity continued as Otomo-sensei, your friend Takeru and the rest of the cast visited Manila for the Asian premiere of Kyoto Inferno. I found something that I want.

Keishi Otomo

Posting for the nth time. 🙂 Photo by Ami Gatchalian.

Right there and then, I knew I had already overcome my karasu and finally was living again in the real world.

But real world had not lost its cruelty.

2015 came. The first quarter of this year was actually a roller-coaster ride of emotions. And it ended with another mighty long fall down to the bottomless pit of hell. It seemed that all the negative emotions from work, health, family and life converged to give me my fifth wave of quarter-life crisis. Now, I’m stuck in the middle, again. Ugh.

And just when I am back to black again, and can’t see what’s around me anymore, I heard your voice again:

GET UP! GET UP! GET UP!

And again:

It’s another day, another life. You gotta live it to the fullest.

WE’LL NEVER BE AS YOUNG AS WE ARE NOW.

And again:

DREAM as if you’ll live forever and live as if you’ll die today.

And then that was it. Suddenly I was breaking past the lies. I was depressed again because I had completely forgotten how to DREAM. When did I stop searching for miracles?

All I could say is that you never fail to take my hand and help me make it back again.

Everything will be alright tonight. Let’s start it now. It’s not too late.

You keep on reminding me of that very reason that keeps my heart beating, that thing that I’d risk everything for.

And then you released your seventh album.

We can be the change we needed.

We’ll fight fight till your fears go away, whatever it takes. We’ll fight fight ’til we see another day.

And right there and then, I told myself that I would continue to support your band, so that you could continue creating songs that help people like me, millenials like us, to fight the challenges brought by this b*tch called life.

I guess I’m ending this letter here. And I’m really wishing you could drop by Manila some time. Filipino fans are dying to meet you in person. If not, I’ll just find other ways on how I could hear these fascinating words of encouragement, and the music accompanying it, live.

So to ONE OK ROCK, to you, to Toru, Tomoya and Ryota, どうも ありがとう ございました for keeping me sane.

And once again, happy birthday, Taka-kun. 🙂

 

 

 

 

Dreaming with you,

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All songs and lyrics by ONE OK ROCK:

The Beginning
Stuck in the Middle
Kimishidai Ressha
Karasu
Mightly Long Fall
Decision
C.H.A.O.S.M.Y.T.H.
Suddenly
Memories
Yes I Am
Cry out
Fight the Night


 

The author had also posted this open letter in another site called “Nimotsu Counter.” To access the post, kindly click here.

U.P. kong Pinakamamahal

 

University of the Philippines Sunflower

The U.P. Sunflower

Sa paglilinis ng bodega
Isang Linggo ng umaga
May mga bagay na nakita
Na nagpanumbalik ng mga alaala

University of the Philippines Admission Slip

“… you qualified for admission… to U.P. Diliman… for a DEGREE PROGRAM W/ AVAILABLE SLOTS…”

Taos-puso ang aking tuwa
Noong sa akin ay inihatid
Ang iyong liham ng pagtanggap
Na may basbas na kalakip

University of the Philippines Oblation

Atat.

Lumuwas na dali-dali
Patungong Quezon City
Upang litrato’y maiguhit
Kasama ang rebultong kapuri-puri

University of the Philippines Ikot Map

Oo, nag-print pa ako ng mapa. Bakit ba? 🙂

Nguni’t sa aking pag-ikut-ikot
Ay may mga nagpaabot
Na ang pagpapalitrato’y
May sumpa sa pagtatapos

Nihonggo quiz

Shin Airikku Sekku. Minus 0.5 points for the non-Japanese numberings! 🙂

Nagsimula ang unang taon
Sa pagbati ng Ohayou

Panonood ng horror,

eiga sai 2005 flyer

Eiga Sai 2005 Flyer. Required at may reaction paper. Pero hindi pa naman in Nihonggo. In English lang muna. 🙂

At pag-aaral ng mga sailor

Vampires, Psychic Girls, Flying Women and Sailor Scouts: Four faces of the young female in Japanese Popular Culture

Hindi ko rin akalaing may ganitong klaseng pag-aaral. 🙂

Nandiyan rin ang phonetics
Sa major na linguistics

International Phonetic Alphabet

Z is a voiced fricative and alveolar sound. Ano daw???

Kung saan nagkalintik-lintik
At sa pag-aaral ay natinik

University of the Philippines College of Mass Communication College Admission Slip

“This is to inform you that Ms. Sheen… of the College of Social Sciences and Philisophy is eligible… as a shiftee to the B.A in Film and Audio-Visual Communication program

Kaya’t hindi na nagpatumpik-tumpik
At sa CMC ay pumanhik
Upang sumpa’y hindi na manabik
At tuluyan nang manahimik

Si Bazin ay nagpakilala

Andre Bazin readings

The Evolution of the Language of Cinema. Andre Bazin.

Habang si Dark Room ay bentang-benta

C-print

Contact print. From the looks of it, may mali akong ginawa sa developer or fixer.

At sina Hi-8 at Mini-DV ay umaariba

Hi-8 and Mini-DV cameras

Oo, inabot ko ang Hi-8 cameras. Walang pakialamanan.

Lahat ito, upang si Karl ay lubos na mahinuha

marxism and psychoanalysis

Ang paboritong thesis theory ng mga film students. 🙂

Dito kung saan pagkamalikhai’y binungkal

Precious Mining Corporation. Thesis. University of the Philippines. College of Mass Communication.

May empleyado silang “Pa Ba Sino” ang pangalan. Logo by Lara Gotis. Mula sa “Salot”, isang maiksing pelikula ni Jay Jomar Quintos.

Tungo sa pagkilalang inaasam

agatha terencio

“Given… this 4th day of September, 1956” Mula sa “Agatha”, isang maiksing pelikula ni Sheiglyn Encelan.

Kahit pa huli sa teknolohiya

old school clapper

Define old school probinsiya shoot.

Ang mahalaga’y nadinig ka

potion. UP Film Institute

Ang Mahiwagang Tubig ng Kaligayahan. Mula sa “Brgy. Maligaya”, isang maiksing pelikula ni Sheen Irerick Seeckts.

Kaya’t nang ang kurso’y natapos na
At naglaho nang tuluyan ang sumpa
Magiting kong itinaas ang aking kaliwa
At isinuot ang sablay sa aking pagkanta
“U.P. naming Mahal…”
“Mabuhay ang pag-asa ng bayan!”

University of the Philippines graduation. UP Film Institute Basement.

Patungo sa mahal naming UP Film basement.

 

Kaya’t sa pagpapatuloy ng aking paglilinis

Ito ang mga lumihis

Sa basurahang sigurado na ang alis

Sabay sabing “kayo ay aking mami-miss”

A Song for my Darling Serenity

Article 7 of the Palawan Chronicles: Last Article


 

DISCLAIMER: I recommend listening to the song “Cool Change” by Little River Band while reading this to gain maximum serenity.

And this exhibit launches in 5, 4, 3, 2…. .

If there’s one thing in my life that’s missing

.

It’s the time that I spend alone

.

Sailing on the cool
 .

And bright clear water

.

Lots of those friendly people

.

They’re showing me ways to go

.

And I never want to lose their inspiration

.

I was born in the sign of water

.

And it’s there that I feel my best

.

It’s kind of a special feeling

.

When you’re out on the sea alone

.

Or Sun?

Or Sun?

Staring at the full moon like a lover

.

Time for a cool change

.

I know that it’s time for a cool change

.

Now that my life is so prearranged

.

I know that it’s time for a cool change

.

I’ve never been romantic

.

And sometimes, I don’t care

.

I know it may sound selfish

.

But let me breathe the air

.

Let me breathe the air

Songwriter(s): Glenn Barrie Shorrock Copyright: Warner/Chappell Pty Limited

Other photos by Nessa Gabrillo

.


Article 6 of the Palawan Chronicles – Fever and Farewells: The Ruins of Stalactites