Thank You for Making Getting Sick on the Road Suck a Little Less | La Union, Philippines

I’m not sure how I’m able to write. But I’m starting to write, and I’m writing, while sick with chicken pox.

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Going to Sinulog Festival Makes You Feel All Kinds of Emotions | Cebu, Philippines

What makes Sinulog Festival so unforgettable?

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When participating in the Sinulog festivities, the mood unleashes something in you to make you want to splash the colors you’ve gathered and smother it all over someone’s face, someone you don’t even know. However, there is no feeling of being dirty, just confidently sexy in the scarcity of fabrics worn (or not worn) emphasized by the colors wiped in your skin. The more colorful, the sexier. Intimacy is mighty present, sometimes it becomes overwhelming and dangerous. Getting lost and being found, torn slippers or clothes and bare feet while walking, getting drunk in the light and bright of day, dancing like you’re born to be doing this your entire life – these are wholeheartedly “in”.

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When the Abstract Settles In the Stillness

Given that you’re a traveler and movement all around sparks and stirs and brightens your many lives, what happens when the external action and interaction ceases? What happens when silence arrives the moment you sit still and pause from the demands of the nomadic lifestyle? Where do you take the destinations you’ve been even as your journey continues?

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You Have the Heart of a Traveler, so Thank You

DSC00926“Before anything, can I just say, as if I don’t say it enough already, that your words and the way you see the world is something the rest of us can only wish we inherit.”

Someone wrote this to me once. Also recently, a thoughtful traveler I’d met in Thailand and a beautiful stranger from the Philippines sent me messages of how poetry splashes out of the sentences I paint, how inspiration converged distances and found echo in the hearts of the tribe. The words melted and flowed profusely in the forms of more inspiration and motivation and faith.
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