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Daily Coffee Talk~ 57/365

fading memories~

Hi again, I almost forgot how fast projects like this go when you start them and how merciless time is…

How much of your childhood do you remember? For me it is short salient moments of intense emotion, some life changing moments that left permanent scars, or pleasant memories like the smell of my swimsuit when my mother took it out of storage for the first trip to the beach…

Why are we designed to forget? It could have been easily tweaked that we remember everything, couldn’t it have been? I do understand the need to forget pain, but what about everything else?

And most importantly, if you do believe that this is not your first life, then why do we arrive here empty?

At my age you sometimes forget what you’ve set about to do moments ago, so this memory thing needs some thorough investigation, don’t you think?

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Chasing Time~

chasing time~ Boracay
chasing time~ Boracay

It’s a funny thing, time. I remember as a child not minding time at all; being and living in the moment; existing in a plane where time had no say in my business. Then slowly things begin to change. Time would no longer allow itself to be ignored. It wants to assert its managerial role in the affairs of my human existence. Freedom is replaced by deadlines, strict appointments and duties to be fulfilled on ‘time’. But little does time know that I remember what it was like to be free, and that I can escape to that place where I kept my childhood alive and well. Don’t tell time…

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Mysteries are there to drive us into dreams

in the ocean of her imagination
in the ocean of her imagination

Would we want to live in a world where all was predetermined, where nothing was hidden, where the answers were handed to us at birth? I take the search and the mystery over certainty and the unknown with its myriad of possibilities over the already known. It is in the future where all adventures lie in wait.

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Day 23~ August 23rd~ Boracay

Breaking waves

My 8 year old daughter is fascinated by supernatural phenomena and is constantly asking about way a person can become a wizard. I have found that the best way to answer her constant questioning is by turning her to the best teacher of all, nature.

I have put her to the task of collecting examples of natural laws and she goes on somewhat patiently collecting examples of opposites (like day and night, up and down), then things that come in 3s, 4s, 7s and so on. Last night we were going on about waves which led me to my own research about the intricate motion and physics behind waves (fascinating). One type of waves is the breaking wave, the one whose top becomes way too heavy for its base to handle and is eventually forced to break. I thought how profound that is, and how similar it is to the towers of kings and queens in history that had a weak foundation and eventually came tumbling down as they still do today…

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Day 16~ August 16th~ Boracay

wave rider

I grew up near the sea and spent almost 5 months of every year swimming, waterskiing, windsurfing or snorkeling in its waters; but when it came to big waves, I was always facing them with a bit of terror that I tried so hard to hide. I am therefore always amazed at the courage of people who willingly challenge the imposing waves and use them as a playground. Surfers have a way about them that screams out defiance or perhaps it is fear itself they are trying to conquer.

photo taken: surfer boy on Boracay~ Philippines

 

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Day 15~ August 15th~ Boracay

the white playground

Imagine if you will a place where children can grow fully supported to become who they were meant to be, a place where competition and the fear of failure do not hinder their growth, where only encouragement and guidance hold their hands. Can you picture a place designed only to further their growth, where helpers artfully help without counting the cost, and where the only unifying glue is human purpose and the wish for a better future…

Sounds too ideal? Maybe it can be, and maybe it was always meant to be.

photo taken: boy playing in the waves on a beach in Boracay