Your Vibe, Your Tribe!

“Surround yourself with the dreamers and the doers, the believers and thinkers, but most of all, surround yourself with those who see greatness within you, even when you don’t see it yourself.” ~ Edmund Lee

I have to refresh my memory growing up with artists at home. My father was an Illustrator and my mother was a Dressmaker. I have an uncle who was a Painter too. Some of his paintings are still on our walls up to this time. I have high hopes to find some of my father’s works online so I can include them here.

They’re all gone now, and all I have is the legacy of their love for the Arts. And I have this deep desire to focus on Women Artists whom I’ve followed all my life and inspired me significantly like my parents did.

When Social Media came to flourish some years ago, I was able to create albums without the need to print them out and I see them everyday, add new ones to each album, it gives me a kind of happiness just staring at them.

I’ve been a follower of Frida Kahlo, Georgia O’Keeffe, a certain Victoria from Instagram, Romi Lerda, and some local artists too like Pacita Abad, Heart Evangelista, Solenn Heusaff to mention a few. I found this old lady in the internet and she is so inspiring. She is Agnes Kasparkova, she is already 90 years old, paints beautiful flowers on walls of houses in her village to pass time.

Personally, I’ve known a few, would not even complete the fingers in my hand. And each time I encounter them, I felt joy and pride to claim that they are my friends! =) As Edmund Lee said: “Surround yourself with the dreamers and the doers, the believers and thinkers, but most of all, surround yourself with those who see greatness within you, even when you don’t see it yourself.”

I think the world is a beautiful place because of all the women (and men) artists in the whole world. We must be so lucky to have them existing in our lives. Evoking so many emotions in me (in us) mostly are the “feel good” ones. =) The world is a better place because of them. =) We can only be grateful all our lives. Here are some of them:


I met Mama “E”, that’s how I call her, virtually. She was introduced to me by a friend and since then she has helped me a lot in different ways. Mostly about energies, given out in the most positive way. She is a Photographic Artist, a Spiritual Medium, a Healer, Professional Astrologer and one of the most poignant Writer I’ve ever known. You can see her works at:

“The Colour Purple”
Title: “My Anodyne”
One of her beautiful works…
And another…
We also shared devotion for the Holy Mother.
And out of this, I found myself writing this simultaneously. Out of love and admiration.


Beth’s turf in painting is the most difficult medium for me. The watercolor. She actually did one for me. She also is a professional make-up artists making beautiful Filipinas even prettier. A mural artist. She’s good at Paper cutting too – the art of paper designs. Currently, she is busy making soaps out of organic products. You can check those hand-made soaps at:

She makes sure she’s at her best doing her craft.
Sunflower! =)
While this is the one she did for me. =)


We were still in college when Elaine’s works are one of those that really stands out. Hers is always jaw-dropping. She’s great in vivid colors and very imaginative. She joined and won contests then. Some of her works are these:

Her oldest colored pencil.
This so amazing as this was done on wood.
Her second to the oldest oil on canvas.
Very recent in Conte crayon.


I admire women painstakingly creating things like Liza is doing. This is just a hobby and you wouldn’t believe it, she got tons of orders and earning huge from it. =) Check her out at:

One of my favorites in her collection.
Her ID badge laces. =)
Those so pretty blings!
Look how neatly she stores her beads.
Awesome mobile phone cases. =)

I truly embrace myself being an artist in my own rights through them. They have been (and all the others out there) my daily inspirations. So deep that it allowed me to find myself. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. =)

And below are some of mine. =) #beadedstuff

❤ ❤ ❤

2015 – The year that was…


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2015 was a year full of choices. Good and bad. Of writing from the heart. Of discovering new realms. And knowing where it’ll lead me.

hello 2015
In full anticipation…

It was a year of ecstasy, and disappointments. And just like everyone else’s, it was a year of laughter and tears.

It was a year of stalwart friendships, of realizing whom and what to keep, and what and whom to let go.

It was a year of reuniting with old souls which reminded me of who I was. And working out hard not to forget that part of me.

It was a year of violet crumble, tassels, peacocks and fairies and walkers and figure out what weapons to use and shabby chics and bohos too.

This is God speaking to me..

It was a year of acquiring new friends and being grateful having them despite of distance and race. It was cool to discover new people having the same beliefs, aspirations, just to know they have a lot of common with me. Even if I haven’t met with them upfront.

It was a year of reuniting with true friends long gone. And family bonding. Of creating memories instead of fabricating fears.

Where’s Ash?! =)

It was a year of figuring out what Oscar Wilde wanted to express in De Profundis because one way or another, I had the same anguish for regretting something I did which time could never erase. And papa making me see it in my dreams several times. Of remorse and making – up for it at every chance.

Let go and let God…

It was a year of knowing about Padre Pio, and making simple dreams came true, while dreaming again to fulfill new and bigger ones soon.

I am what I love…

That in every dream, is an ounce of patience for me.

It was a year of loving anyone, in any form.

My babies..

It was a year of discovering beauty in the most odd places. And of dancing spirits.

It was a year of rejections, yet, of acknowledgements from the most unexpected souls.

And for that, it was a year of maturity that is supposed to be there years ago.

For most of us, this year were full of surprises, challenges, griefs and bliss, unexpected moments that will either make or break us. And just a reminder to myself and to all my loved ones, to let those make a better person out of you as it did on me.

See the beauty in everyone..

More so, it was a year of several “letting go”… because I wanted to go back to the basic of a simplified life. No more or less drama perhaps. Because I firmly believe, this very amazing life is supposed to be light and happy and grateful. And so I learned to forgive. I let go. And hope. Because it is eternal.

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And so this 2016, I’m striving for it. It is my duty and in every aspect, I need to be.

Sweet victory for Pia – Miss Philippines bagged the Miss Universe’2015 title! =)

Miss Philippines as Miss Universe 2015 – Finally!!! 

I could not contain being ecstatic when Ms. Pia Wurtzbach won the title. Despite of that famous, huge blunder by Steve Harvey. In fairness to him, I admire him for correcting his mistake immediately, if they will retract it at a later time, they would have spelled trouble and the integrity of this award giving body will be at stake.

My overwhelming happiness for the ever-confident Pia Wurtzbach’s bagging this year’s Miss Universe title, it’s been years, almost my age, through the years, these are the countless reasons for such joy:

1. I am a Filipina

I am by face and by color…(–,)

2. I am personally hoping for every representative to get it since Filipinas are known for their beauty, uniqueness and intelligence

3. I was a fan of Ms. Miriam Quiambao – Miss Universe – 1st runner up 1999

Miriam Quiambao.. Courtesy of:
Miriam Quiambao..
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4. Back in my teenage life, I was motivated by my relatives to join pageants. And had I grown taller, I could have tried my luck. This is because an elder cousin of mine then won the Ms. Maja Philippines and she was a runner-up of Ms. Student canteen too. They wanted our batch to achieve the same, they asked me to have my teeth on braces, they taught me to exercise a lot, they made me practice to smile all the time, chin-up on pictures taken, to get used to wearing stilettos, etc. Unfortunately, my height at 5’2″ stopped at that, I honestly felt disappointed with myself for not living up to my clans’ expectations, that’s why for every win, and for every contestant whose color is like mine – copper skinned or mulato or in our native language is “morena”. I had this pride inside too. I felt such happiness for that woman and for the country itself. Perhaps, all Filipinos are looking forward to competitions joined by our fellow countrymen.

5. I could not forget Charlene Gonzalez’ wit (she landed top 6 – Miss Universe 1994) of answering a question thrown at her with another question. Very witty. It taught me to think in depth. The question went like this: “How many islands are there in the Philippines?” Her answer: “High-tide or low-tide?” And the crowds were cheering after that! She was also able to answer the numbers. Such a display of intelligence.

Charlene Bonin.. Courtesy of:

6. Wearing a crown is naturally every woman’s dream right? Giving pride and honor to your loved ones and to your country. Such happiness knowing that you’ve got people or fans who believed in you.

And since the Miss Universe crown have been quite elusive for the country, the last one it was won by a Filipina was in 1973, I was only a year old then.

Margarita Moran.. Courtesy of:

The first we had it was by Ms. Gloria Diaz in 1969.

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When through the years, there were times that we were almost there.

Ruffa was a sure win then. We were still in college and we wished that she join pageants as she got it all to win. Courtesy of:

Year 2010, Venus Raj, set the parameter. She landed on the top 5.

I think Venus set the parameter. Or sparked the passion sleeping for years. Courtesy of:

After a year, I thought it’s time for Shamcey.

Shamcey Supsup- 2011 Courtesy of:

And Janine’s.

Janine Tugonon took my breath away. She landed first runner up – 2012. Courtesy of:

Then, Ariella made it to the top 3 – Miss Universe 2013.

Ariella Arida show stealer
I also thought it is her time. However, that yellow gown got a very low score. Courtesy of:

While I loved the Sarimanok theme (or is it a peacock) of her national costume.


Mj made it to the top 10. I looked up at that time to the delegate come 2015.

Mary jean Lastimosa made it to the top 10 – Miss Universe 2014. Courtesy of:

There was even an issue that a group were banning Filipinas to join Beauty pageants. When they thought it ruined us per se, the more that the world or perhaps the universe took notice of how beautiful Filipinas can be.

Megan Young won the title – Miss World 2013. Courtesy of:

And finally, Pia’s victory is the sweetest. And the most controversial too due to an unanticipated blunder.

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For 5 straight years, we landed on the top 10, top 5 or even top 3.

I was personally hoping for them each year. Regardless of what was lacking. Maybe a stroke of luck will do. And prayers. Since they ended up as runners-up, I just thought it is not yet time. Every year, every Filipino was full of hope.

And what makes Pia’s win more memorable is her attitude and grace while that huge blunder occurred. She was concern with Miss Colombia, very careful and yet, the winning spirit and grace had always been there. For the 2 girls – it was definitely grace under pressure.

I remember her telling Manny Pacquiao (when he lost a fight to Floyd Mayweather ) that she will recover the loss or retract said loss and wait for the Miss Universe pageant where she will represent our country.

It occurred to me that she visualize this as I watched her previous interviews prior to her winning, she is literallyconfidently beautiful”! And for what it’s worth. She did her bestest best for this fight. What is meant to be, is meant to be. Her winning is meant to be. Congratulations Ms. Pia! you made us so proud! God bless you! =)

Planning for the year I’m dreaming of!

Planning for the year I’m dreaming of! <Part 2 of: If you fail to plan, you plan to fail>

“Art is the only way to run away without leaving home.” ~Twyla Tharp~

For more than a decade of keeping two planners for my personal use and for my job. It was easy then to accomplish it. As I have been an avid fan of the Starbucks planner. You guess, for more than 10 years. I have secured one. I even recall that years ago, I combed their branches at SLEX, so as to get the color that I wanted on that particular year. I was driving for hours, hopping from one gasoline station to another, just to get the exact color that I wanted. And luckily, I found one. Planner/ Journal junkie!


However, two years ago, I discovered that their sister company’s planner is as good as well. Besides, their company color is my favorite color (violet), which lured me to collect stamps and stickers from both.

That is on top of gifts I have been receiving from friends and relatives, so I must say that my planners are intact only those that I am about to write on them is yet to be known. Though you’d be very delighted to know, that they’re enlisted in my mind. Each event every month, laid intricately and clearly in my mind.

As for 2016, I have encountered a lot of enticing (and useful) planners, not just 2, not just 3, but more than a dozen choices to choose from. Check them out:

Starbucks Courtesy of:


BDJ Source:


Blogberry by Stradmore Source:

Bos Coffee Source:

Can I afford this? Source:

cbtl planner
CBTL Source:

day keeper
The Day keeper Source:

And then I saw this from Amazon.

Courage. It comes in several languages. Source:

I saw this from fully-booked last year. But in violet.

It was violet last year. Source:

I heard there’s a distributor of Erin Condren’s planners in the Philippines.

Erin Condren Source:

Now, isn’t this so me!?

alunsina 1
Alunsina. Proudly Philippine made. Source:

I can never ever exclude Papemelroti from my list. I have been loving them since highschool! ❤

A smaller one from Papemelroti Source:

laurel burch
Spirit of Womankind by: Laurel Burch. From Paperblanks. Source:

seattles best
SBC Source:

Honestly, right this very moment? I can’t make up my mind. Oh I did, as of November, I started collecting stamps from CBTL, I am actually close to finish line.

But then, I found out about Bos. I found it to be very vintage which is definitely very attractive to me. #blameitonmygypsysoul

And the Petite version from BDJ. And the rest I am forced to enumerate for my file so as to help me decide.

It would be obscure If I get all three, as I have been choosing now from these three.

And If I asked for my friends’ opinion. It’d indeed start us bickering. Especially, at times, I can be very petulant. They would mock me for my OC-ness (Obsessive/ Compulsive personality), setting strict rules on myself that I must get this one, or that one and declare that I really want it badly and enumerate tons of reasons to justify. And when they’re gone, I might find myself sitting on a corner sheepishly.

Okay, I’ll stick to two. Like a tradition. One for my job. And one for my 2016 scrapbook cum planner cum diary all in one.

So, “maybe”, as of this very hour, I am going to get the one from Bos only after I completed my stamps from CBTL.

Errr… the one from Alunsina is distracting me. (–,) If only I can get them all.

Until then, I am “Happy Me”. =)

How about you? What would you get for 2016?

Happy New year everyone! Cheers!

Life is always BEAUTIFUL!

Life is always beautiful…

Inspired by Pinay’s “Will of hope”…

Message for my friend: Pinay – I have written this wishing that I am as strong as you. God bless you…

A concert was dedicated to help Pinay with her medications.

My life… I normally run out of words if I speak of life. Moreso, my life. My beautiful life. How I was created by our Creator, how I am mould by my parents, how I became a better person because of those people I’ve loved and loved me in return, even for a while. How I became stronger because of the people who have inflicted me pains emotionally, mentally, spiritually, intentionally or not, it doesn’t matter, as it didn’t make me a lesser person, perhaps, it brought me wisdom. And learned things no one can steal away from me.

My love for life is like the flowers in my garden, there will come a time, I see them dried up, they wilt and fall on the ground. But then again, before I knew it, another one will bloom, and another. Bringing a scent to my garden which makes my day a whole lot sweeter. It resembles a cycle. Like hibernating and waking up again. During quiet moments, like a prelude of what’s to come. There is anger, then there is guilt. A kind of remorse as to why I felt angry when there is so much more positive emotions to feel and grasp than anger. I could not remain angry. Because each time I wake up. Looking around, are endless reasons to be happy.

To be grateful. The capacity of loving, of forgiving, of remembering, of forgetting, of appreciating. Whatever life has to offer. It’s wealth of knowledge and wisdom. Places. Beautiful places which maps are etched in my heart. Which makes me a better person. Which makes me yearn for more. To reach far away places and make coming home more exciting. A safe realm. Being one with nature that nurtures the soul. Allowing you to recognize that they’ve always been a masterpiece. The stories we hear. Those that we’ve watched. The cuisines we’ve tasted.

The people we encounter along the way. Memories, good and bad. Faithful friends. Friends I can trust. Even my deepest secrets. People who cares a lot. People who inspires. People who make me laugh. People who will not judge and accept me without excluding the odds.

I was able to bring along two friends of mine. =)

Ana and I used to work with Pinay years ago..

It was good to see her.

Us beside Pinay’s poster! We rock! =)

Hang-out with friends some times.. is a good way to cope too..=)

My dog and my cats, little creations who are capable of showing you that you are the most important thing for them. By just the adoring look in their eyes. They’re like an extension of my family. And yes, family. That every aftermath of a hideous fight, love is still there.

After exchanging words that we regretted saying afterwards. During the silence. All I could feel is love. And I feel God too. And there is no reason good enough to counter that God is love. And love is God. However bickering I can be, and question His whereabouts. He is there. He is here. And I think, always He will be. ~My Lord, let this life that you gifted me is the same gift that I will present to you. Each day of my life.~