Let your heart heal.

The universe is very powerful. It works in ways you don’t even understand. One day, you were desolate. The next day, you were all blissful and giddy. I find it uncanny now that I can laugh about the events from the past, the things that once brought me pain and misery. 

Back then, I was afraid of being on my own, I hate being alone. I was used to being with someone, whether it be a friend, my sister or my mom, or a loved one. I hate watching movies alone, I hate dining alone, and I most definitely hate the idea of traveling alone. I always wonder what people might think if they saw me walk in the park on my own. But then I realized that the minute I start caring about what other people think about me is the minute I stop being myself. 

So, I decided to conquer my fear and just be…… me. 

I started watching movies alone. I didn’t mind asking a table for 1 person at all. And now, I enjoy traveling on my own, getting lost in a strange and lovely city is so liberating. It changed me. Traveling into different cities and countries help me heal. I now love the person I’ve become. 

I am healed.

Embrace your storm.

"And once the storm is over, you won't remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won't even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain, when you come out of the storm, you won't be the same person who walked in. That's what this storm's all about." 

- Haruki Murakami

In Jesus' Hands

This has been the most meaningful pilgrimage I've had. The mass is very inspiring. You can really feel the Holy Spirit during the healing session if you are serious and dedicated to your prayer. 

Thank you, Fr. Joey, for sharing this wonderful gift. 

Thank you, Lord, for all the miracles.

Kamay ni Hesus Healing Center, Lucban Quezon

Healing mass is every Wednesday, 9 in the morning.

Are you in love? Or are you just comfortable?

You saw him. He asks for your number. You had late night conversations. You talked over dinner. You had coffee/movie dates. You shared stories and problems. You argue. You had misunderstandings. You forgive. You laugh together. You cried together.

You fell in love with him. He made you feel special. He cooks for you. He brought you flowers and chocolates. He sings/dances for you. He makes you smile when you’re down. You spent years together. You became a better person because of him. He made you feel loved.

Then, he cheated on you. You were broken. You felt so worthless. You felt anger, betrayal and disgust. The one person you thought you’ll marry was the same person who smashed your dreams into pieces. You’ll never see marriage the same way again. You became bitter. He stole your light. He stole your confidence and self-worth. Nothing was left.

He confessed. You accepted him, his insecurities and gave him another chance. You forgive but you never moved on. You fight. You make up. You fight again. It gets worse every time. You grew apart. And after a while, you had to let go.