Bukid Paradise pa rin...

               Moody Gloomy ME...

Bukid na devastated - paradise pa rin, kahit nasira ng mga bengbeng, manok, ibon pati daga. Mga nilalang din ng Diyos, mga nilalang na may karapatan mabuhay na makapritso din, nung nakatikim ng dragon fruit grabe, ayaw na lumubay. 

 Kung marunong lang ako magpinta nagawa ko sana maipinta ito during its glorious years, para maipreserve ko ang memory ng farm na pinagbuhusan ko ng panahon, lakas at ganda. 

 Siguro mas mapapangalagaan ko ang painting kahit pawala na ang aking dating lakas, hindi tulad ngayon wala na yata ako lakas o kakayahan para imaintain ang bukid na akala ko magiging paradise sa pagtanda ko.

Ngayon ko higit na naapreciate ang painting, kaya pala lalong namamahal habang tumatagal...

 painting is putting into canvass and preserving what has been there before, in your sight and in your mind...

kung hindi masisira ang painting  it will be an immortal showcase ng laman ng ating puso. 

Anyway we can always settle for something less if we have no choice, kung wala nga painting ano ginagawa ng pictures?

                                                     
                                                                                                            (LettuzWakenSy's photos@jsfarm)


To settle for something less or stop for a while...ang hirap nun ... lalo na pag alam mo it should not be... 

Character is one's true wealth...

Balik kami sa Macatbong sunday afternoon to see our Bebot/Beth and EJ, the Bitancol, Balbin and Dizon family. Marami ang dumating to console them over their loss sa nangyaring sunog ng friday ng gabi.
Introduction to the sermon of Rev. Cleto:
                   Health is wealth;
                         if you lose your health, you lose something;
                         if you lose your character, you lose everything.
Nasunugan man sila hindi kasama character nila, lahat nga material nawala sa kanila, nailigtas lamang mga sarili nila,at sa nawala sa kanila mas nakita nila kung ano ang higit na meron sila.

Comforting messages...

dearest blog, have something to tell you...

Grabe! Alam nyo yung feelings na after a week's tedious work ay talaga natulog ka mabuti, tapos paggising late on saturday morning laptop muna ang hinarap, konting blog muna magpakondisyon saka magbebreakfast at aarangkada sa trabaho, tapos maaalala mo cellfon mo na nasa bag mo hindi mo pa nailalabas since the previous day na galing ka sa meeting, tapos mababasa mo may message ka pala from your dear sister-in-law na nasunog ang bahay at buong compound nila last night at around 9:00pm, saka past 7:00am the following morning mo na nabasa ang distress call nya...grabeee, grabe yung ganung moment na gusto mo na bumiyahe na kahit di ka pa man lang nakakapagwash pa, o kaya lumipad na kung pwede lang.

We're happy to see Beth/Bebot and the Bitancol family safe, at least no one was hurt. Everything was burned, as Ate Nita said..old and new,owned and borrowed, all went to ash. Material things went to ash yes, but not their character and strength..

I am reflecting, asking the Lord and my inner self why I haven't felt the slightest intuition last night that there was something wrong going on?   

Ganun kaya talaga ang nagkakaedad na? Numbness of hands up to the shoulders, even of the scalp, we blame it to age and overwork. Does it follow that numbness of the spirit, intuition or sensitivity come with age?

I pray the Lord I want something back, yung dating malakas na intuition or mental telepathy, yung dati na nasesense mo agad if there is something wrong nangyayari sa mahal mo sa buhay kahit malayo sila and when you call up you'll find na tutuo nasesense mo.

Signal, signal of the spirits, humihina ba? Nadadaig ba ng signal ng networks & technology? Heto na naman ako, naeewan na naman, buti na lang may bago akong best friend na very accomodating sa aking pagkaewan, itong aking dearest blog, my new found friend.


   

Pana-panahon, ganun nga pala...

                                                                                                            (LettuzWakenSy's photos@jsfarm)

July 7, 2013 (sunday afternoon), a humbling and blessed day for us...

Bishop Lito C. Tangonan with Col. Saclolo and Bro. Boyet

and with Pastor Javier

the devastated dragon fruit farm

the culprits of the devastation

With Jesse, the spoiler of the culprit bengbengs. Hayaan daw tikman ng mga bengbeng lahat ng tanim, nilalang din daw sila ng Diyos, after all di naman daw kayang ubusin ng bengbeng ang mga tanim. 

native basil, hmmnn..nice soothing smell

                                                    native basil and lemongrass...want some?

and sweet basil from Taiwan, the only shrub that survived from the bengbengs 

soon to be a zen garden...

                                                                Final look...

   

July 7, 2013 (sunday) - We behold this day, that the Bishop of AIM-Pil  Bishop Lito C. Tangonan and company (Col. Saclolo and Pastor Javier) set foot on our farm. It was a surprise visit. Our farm was devastated by the bengbengs and due for rehabilitation. Much as we dont want others to see our farm in this condition till we made its recovery, we're nonetheless humbled and blessed by the visit. We know this farm will prosper for us as well as for other's too, 7x fold, 70x fold and 700x fold just as the Bishop and company sang so...

                                                                 (LettuzWakenSy's photos@jsfarm)