Student Grattitude!

The other day I was finally able to make it back to Guina’Ang village and school. Alas, I only had one day to visit. My purpose was to see the 1Books that had arrived and to touch base with the teachers. However, to have some fun, I offered to do a workshop with...

To Leap

Hiking the other day, the trail I was following died out. I had to make my way down the cliff side to the river bed in the valley below. Bushwhacking we call it in Canada. At one point I had to swing out on long grass to to get down a sheer 5 meter drop. Phew!Somehow...

The River

On my hike, I wrote these lines and took this photo while at the foot of the Chico river as it coursed over the pebble strewn river bed. The path had died out and I was forced down the mountain side to negotiate a crossing.There is something deeply refreshing about...

Across the Rusty Bridge: Hello Unknown!

I have made the walk from Bontoc to Sagada a few times now. It’s beautiful. The road runs along a winding mountain river. Green mountains tower up on either side. Rice terraces flow down the mountain side like the steps of some long gone race of giants....

Western Union is Evil – Part II

Today a friend sent in a 1Mandala project donation.  The donation was for 30$.  The Western Union fee was 12$.  That’s a 40%!  Insane.The fees basically get larger the less you send.  So for the global phenomenon of oversees workers sending small sums of money...

Western Union is Evil

Back when I was in university, I did my philosophy ethics thesis on “Usury”. Most haven’t heard of this word. It’s a term from a forgotten age– the good old medival days when lending money at a rate of interest was considered a sin.Yes....

Christmas Love Pancakes

I returned to Manila for Christmas.  Walking the streets with my lover,we were hit hard by the street kids simply asking for food. A charity had just given away some meals– alas packed in styrofoam and leaving a big mess.   It got me thinking. Manila is full of...

I am who I am Becoming

Who am I?Tis a fitting question for the end of a year and the beginning of a new one.  Holy shit have I had a crazy intense year. From Canada to Paris, where I lived with my lover in an amazing and posh pad, to six months of being down and out in a remote Filipino...

New Years in Sagada!

The scene from my New Year, in Sagada: 12:00 AM – the locals do their ancient circle dance to the beat of their brass gongs. A hazy mist of cloud, bond-fire smoke, and the remnant of fire crackers has fallen over the village. All around he town erupts in...