May Transformations

Apocalyptic endings ©FrogDiva Photography  April 2020 will go down in world history as one of the most controversial and turbulent months following WWII. This is not the time to... wait, let me stop right there and re-phrase: this is indeed the time to double back, evaluate and re-chart that course, because if you haven't been... Continue Reading →

Afraid? No, not I

There is a wonderful poem of Dr. Maya Angelou that I don't come across very often but encapsulates my state of mind on good days, and manifests the hesitation that every writer has at the beginning of a project: Life Adventures don't frighten me ©FrogDiva Photography Shadows on the wallNoises down the hallLife doesn't frighten... Continue Reading →

If*

If you can keep your head when all about you     Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you     But make allowance for their doubting too;If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,     Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,Or, being hated, don’t give... Continue Reading →

The Parable of the Pencil*

Here is a golden nugget from my archives that I unearthed last night in a fit of insomnia. This is dedicated to all those struggling with their craft and searching for purpose, regardless of whether you are a writer, photographer, artist, dancer. May you find the courage, meaning and direction. The pencil maker took the... Continue Reading →

No Such Thing As Overnight Miracles

Yin and Yang ©FrogDiva Photography My father-in-law, may he rest in peace, always cautioned against people who promised overnight wealth and instant success. Such grandiose empty promises will blow up in your face sooner or later, and he was right. Similarly, in the Philippines there is an expression "Ningas-Kugon" which aptly describes the process of... Continue Reading →

On Desired Things

When I seek inspiration and soul balm I usually turn to John O'Donohue's prayer poetry or Maya Angelou. Today, being the first of October, I wanted to turn elsewhere, back to my roots and words that never failed to lead me back into the light. Max Ehrmann was a writer and poet from Terre Haut,... Continue Reading →

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