My feet were unusually dirty. My shoes got soaked from mud and garbage and rain. But it is the exact opposite of what this is about.
When asked about how I felt after the visit to Smokey Mountain, a famous slum area in Manila, I was left unanswered. It continues, the perplexity still puzzles and there is no arrival. There is only living through, living along, living on, living. It appears fragile, it feels hopeful. We are ever more present in the scheme of things. Given that gift, we are ever more mindful of the little things we can do for the improvement of communities that we may or may not be dwelling in.
More importantly, these little things impact a shift in the mindset of the whole.