Goodmorning Monday


Have you ever watch the clouds and see them slowly move, playing with the wind and then images, characters, smiles, laughs even frowns and cries would slowly showed up and play with your senses; As if the wind and the clouds are telling you something.

I’m a cloud watcher, if there is such a thing, when I pray or when I’m alone I just go up high and watch them. Its times like this where I felt happiest and loneliest, both at the same time. Like your soul and heart has been opened for the heavens to see, naked and vulnerable; And those in the clouds are the people watching you, while the wind embraces you and gently loves you in its own sweet way.

I smiled when I saw a man with big broad nose gently kisses a cherub that was sad. The child looks like it has been sad for a long time and the man’s nose bumps his head and slowly they fused and become a tower of puff. I looked over at my journal and decided to write something poetic (enough 😀 ) It was mesmerizing to just listen to the wind and be in nature. It’s the their stillness and their innocence that always brings back emotions while consecutively treating your wounds as well.

After writing I rushed over to the garage and found my 5 boys, 5 boys whose love will never wander. I took the leash out and they started to sing me! me! me!. I took Eros, our japanese spitz and ran outside, I could see his love and thanks shining in his black eyes as we stroll around and act as detectives in an abandoned lot. I sat on the ground as I let him sniff out things. A blue and yellow soiree played on the sky, funny the sun seems to shine down on us.

“Silly”, I whispered, “Ok lang po ako Lord” (I’m ok Lord, I’m fine) .  Looks like it’ll be a wonderful week then, Good morning Monday 🙂




Sometimes simple antidotes to life’s wounds is just around us, appreciate it while you can.

ithink of you


Love deeply, Smile and Follow your heart and intuition. Don’t let any unsaid words pass by.


Paglisan ng Ngiti

forget to smile

Mukhang di na kakayanin pa
mukhang di na maitatago pa
ang lungkot na nadarama
ay tila sumisidhi pa

Ang lumang maskarang suot
ay madumi at sira sira na
at ang ngiting inensayo at dinikit
ningning ay naglaho
at namutawi ang pait

Kung maari lang sanang mahimlay
at baka mawala ang pait ng buhay
kung maari lang sanang huminto
ang pagpatak ng luha
at pagikot ng mundo

Tama na, sana nama’y tumigil na
pagkat di na kakayanin pa..

Share your TIME, share some LOVe

” Sa mama ko na lang po ito” ( I’m saving this for my mom) is the answer I got from a grade three kid when I asked why he didn’t finish his spaghetti. I suggested that he eat the hamburger since he don’t want to finish his spag, which respectively he answered ” Sa papa ko na lang po yun” ( its for my dad ). I cant help but smile as he carefully close the lid of the styrofoam which contained his spaghetti.

In that table there are four grade three children with me, and they are all saving the free Jollibee snack that they got for a member of their family. At that moment I felt that I am in the right place and I’m doing the right thing with this kids.

Just several days ago, I opted to join a website who is looking for volunteers, most of it are free of charge meaning you dont have to give money for a specific cause, they just needed your time and help. The tutoring of the street children caught my eye, teaching is something I enjoyed doing. I know I’m not an educator, heck I am nurse, but I enjoy goofing off with kids, and I would love to torture young minds with my love for books, trivias and nietzsche ( just kidding). So out of boredom, and eagerness to find my self and of purpose while I’m still stuck here.. I joined.

I was pleased and happy.. and touched! Goodness, to think these are just kids, most kids would just eat all the spag and the hamburger without even thinking if the other member of their family will even get to taste them. Eight year olds who already knows the importance of that specific meal, and chose to share and save it so that a family member can savor it as well.

In my head I was like ” awwww” (googly eyes). You see these kids are being sent to school by a foundation, they are street children who were given a chance to go back to school.

So why are we in there? its because eventhough a foundation is already paying for their education, there’s still those who were not able to finish it and lately drops out. It might be because of the situation in the family (size) , poverty, and lack of drive or interest to learn. Which is a sad truth for most of the kids here in my country, some just opted to drop out of school because doing hard labour is much more beneficial for their family. Now I have no idea what is being done for the parents of this kids economically, but since there were several kids from grade 1 to high school and the fact that they were able to go back to school and continue their education is something to be hopeful. And if encouraging them to learn and enjoy it would make them stay in school then shouldnt we all try to help?

Going back, I shook hands with him “ako si ate sheena, ikaw ano pangalan mo?”, “Jr”
( I’m Sheena, whats your name? / Jr ) I smiled as he grasp my hand. He was shy but smiling and in the corner of his eyes, he was looking at me.

He said he wants to learn English, so we got a book and I asked him to read it to me and tell me what happened per paragraph 🙂 which later on turned out to be a grammar class/vocabulary/spelling bee. It was great! He was so eager to learn even though he kept pronouncing puppies as poopies :p. Heck! I don’t care anymore, I fell in love already, and I’d like to nurture this as long as I’m here.

A child like that who would chose to share his favorite meal to his mom and dad, his kiddie meal toy for his sibling, is someone worth helping isnt? I hope you would also give your time to them.. just an hour or two for homework and some math drill and reading; And I guarantee you would find a piece of heaven right in there.

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