The seeker is constantly challenged. Enlightenment and evolution are what our souls long for. Our hearts cry out for clarity and discernment in search of our spiritual path and self realization. There are no solid or easy answers. It is our shared experience and compassion that sustain and support us through life.
The 1987 Philippine constitution was written into law by the Filipinos right after the Marcoses left. Though the real Macoy is long dead, his family have since returned and continue to rub our noses into their entitled lives.
In the meantime, no equality or diffused wealth for the common good has been prioritized persistently and consistently into the betterment of our poor and disenfranchised.
For Filipino Americans who lived through the yoke of Marcos' dark dictatorship, September 11 is indeed a heart breakingly sad and devastating day.
This year is the 100th birthday of the scourge the world knows as Ferdinand Marcos. Long dead yet still a Philippine treat and bleeding canker living on in the antics of his family and minions.
Across the globe in the US the horrific events of 11 September 2001 brought the world to its knees in profound sorrow and sympathy for New York City and all who were affected by so much love and loss.
Who is to say which tragedy is worse? To this day many have not recovered and most still remember the terror in these tragedies.
As a holistic practitioner and natural healer I am quite particular about personal health and my care.
This business of yet another broken foot brought my priorities into focus when I sought treatment for it.
At first I opted for a podiatrist whose clinic was just a few blocks down the road from where I live.
But after two weeks of consults and three boot changes it became abundantly clear that capable and well practiced as he may be he was not the doctor for me.
I opted instead to return to a New York based foot specialist who has been treating our family's feet issues through the years.
On Sunday I had another bad fall and broke my other foot.
It's been a while and even I had to look back at past posts to see when it was I had broken my left foot.
That time I was careening down my apartment stairs with two shopping bags full of stuff to hand to the driver. I missed a step and landed on the edge of the next one, full weight slamming hard down on the vulnerable side of my foot.
Yes, extremely OUCH!
Only to wrap it overnight in Salonpas and stick in some reliable sneakers to go walking all over New York City the next day with high school classmates who were visiting from the Philippines.
