Distances measured by hotels
Timed by complementary breakfasts.
Haiku: Equatorial Hotel
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Haiku: Raffles Singapore
T. Raffles founder of Singapore,
A target for deconstruction.
New Brain Ruts
The principle behind the Japanese Kaizen is that small, consistent actions taken over time produce lasting results. This is because consistent efforts build new neural paths in the brain. This is why I have been training my thoughts to be positive as soon as I wake up. It’s easier when I wake up on my own – not to answer the phone call, not to read the message of Julie Anne who lives on a different time zone.
Ironically, she messages to check on how we are. But every so often she calls late at night Manila time or too early in the morning. Even when half-awake my brain understands that when it’s a call from Julie Anne it’s some type of emergency ranging from physical to emotional pain. Or it could be heart-stopping incidents at work. Thank God it’s no longer about heartaches for about 3 years or so. Continue reading
Haiku: Singaporean Tree
Cascading leaves in Singapore
Affluence and health in the ninetees.
Muscular Pains
On a weekday I was led to hear Mass at the chapel mall. I was attentive so unlike my behavior during the Sunday masses in the same chapel. I joined Emil at one of the front seats. Clearly my intent was to be truly present at Mass. I was taken aback when the young priest momentarily withheld communion from me while he gently muttered instructions. I had to quickly decipher what he wanted me to do. I didn’t want to delay the other communicants lining after me.
As I type this, I can’t remember whether the instructions of the priest were in English or in Pilipino. I remember distinctly that I said “Amen”. But he insisted that I say “Amen”. My rebellious and critical self wanted me to walk out on him. But I remembered I couldn’t scandalize the holy devotees attending Mass on a weekday. From observation and from my own practice in the 90s, daily Mass goers are the gatekeepers of the Faith!
Emil, I sensed, was also upset. Come to think of it. The priest was strict towards women; the woman before Emil was treated in the same manner as I was. Perhaps, I had gotten too used to receiving communion from the Eucharistic ministers on Sundays I failed to learn the changes in rituals if any. Continue reading