Last 2024, during the National Social Communications Convention, I met a priest who eventually became a friend. Recently, he invited me to give a recollection to his community. At first, it wasn’t really a serious plan. It began as a…
My last article, “Looya Nako Uy,” was written during a moment when I was reflecting on how I sometimes see myself. For a long time, I realized I carried this quiet belief that maybe people would only care for me…
A Note Before Reading: This Is Holy Ground Dear Reader, If you have been following this space, you know that I believe real growth happens through facing discomfort. This week, I am putting that conviction into practice. The post you…
Today, as we celebrate the Solemnity of Jesus Christ, King of the Universe, I put together several reflections and questions that came to mind. With the help of ChatGPT, I arrived at clearer and more beautiful answers — especially in…
August 11, the feast of St. Clare, marks four years since I first found the Monasterio de Sta. Clara in Catalunan Grande. I still remember searching on Google for a place where I could present myself as an aspirant for a contemplative community. The monastery was everything I thought I needed—solemn, quiet, rich in prayer and activity, leaving no space for idle thoughts or wrongdoing.