The next step

Everything had been like a dream coming true. Everthing started with just one meeting, followed by the next, and the rest is history. Now, we are working together to create an entry for Cinemalaya. And with the rate of what we are doing, I think there are a lot of project in the future.

"Gutom" is one of the many stories (scripts) that I have written. I've used all those experiences about the paranormal to create all the characters and all the stories behind them. I hope that time will come that we would be able to share all of these to everyone.

Corruption or Redemption?

What is it that man seek in his life? Is it corruption or redemption?

It is a natural tendency of man to satisfy all his cravings. But there are certain limits to satisfying everything. This limit is what philosophers call the "moral self".

What is morality anyway? Is it just an inventive concept to prevent people from doing what they wanted to do? Is it just a misleading principle to be able to enslave minds of men? Is it really a sort of guidance or control?

Sometimes we are caught up by the things that we wanted in our lives. We dream to become who we wanted to be. We wanted to possess some material things. We hope to accomplish something. It is not wrong do all those things. These things are nothing but natural tendencies. Besides, isn't it what life is all about? To experience things? To gain and sacrifice all of them in the end?

But one thing that we need to remind ourselves... Is it worth losing some important things in our life?

It is ok to have the desires, passions and all. But if it means losing our respect for our self and our dignity in the process, I don't think it is worth it at all.

When the light grows dim in our life, and darkness consumes our being... maybe it's time to take off the robe and countinue the journey... leaving all those "excess baggages" in our life... If somebody wanted to pick them up... It's their choice, not mine.

(My gratitude to Mr. Philip Tan for those shoots. Thank you so much for the support.)

Redemption...

How can a corrupted soul gain back its innocence?

The new being is born

I did had a great time during the pictorial for my portfolio. I am trying to rebuild a new "self", to bring about a new and improve me.


Now that I have taken the step, I would be taking a route where most people wish to follow... What awaits me? A lot of people to meet. Frustration. Maybe a little luck. What the hell... What matters most is the experience... For I know that this life would lead into something that is worth celebrating in the end.

The ex-psychic meets the ex-housemate

Jeremy and I had been text mates for quite sometime. I became friends with him through a common friend. There were several occassions we planned to meet. And finally it became a reality...

Jeremy is nice. He is down-to-earth and share my interest in the paranormal. From the image of "hari ng anime" he now looks good with the new haircut.

This meeting is very important since we will be making a project together. What project? Soon everyone will find out.

When the phoenix rises... transformation begins

When I was young, I am really fond of the image of the phoenix. It's legend is inspiring in the areas of immortality and transformation. According to legend, phoenix are always male (contrast to what the movies and comics are portraying). When the phoenix reaches the age of death, it rests on his nest and gather some herbs and incense to burn itself. From the ashes, a new phoenix rises.

I view my life as similar to that of the phoenix. There are times when the "old self" must die to give way to the necessity of the birth of the new one.

Early this morning, I just got my haircut. Having a new look for myself. I am also trying my best to "physically change" myself like the manner I handle my clothes, my body... everything physical. Through this transformation, I hope to cope up with things. And bring about a new being... better than ever.

One of the big decision I made is to let go of my "paranormal activities". Lately, I've decided not to entertain clients for tarot reading, and even tv guestings about the paranormal. This is because, I decided to take on a different route in my life. This route had been what I really wanted to achieve.

Of course, the magick of life is still there. The magick that I onced lived would forever be there. But that life, as it always was, would just be in my private, sacred space... shared only to few people I treasured the most.

Some had noticed why I haven't posted any pictures of myself in this blog for quite sometime. This is because I am just getting my self ready. In due time, I wanted to unveil the looks that would bring about the "new being"... rising from the ashes of the old phoenix.

What's next?

In the past few days, I've been through a lot. Maybe because of emotional burdens, my body is very weak. I could hardly move. My headache is unbearable. I am cold all the time. My body is aching... and yet I have to attend to few of my responsibilities.

TRANSFORMATION. Everytime this phase in my life happens, it is always this way. It seems that I didn't learned anything from past mistakes. Emotional struggle is not always easy, especially for someone who takes everything (and every emotions) seriously...

The "Death Card" of the tarot is the card that is often misunderstood. When somebody sees this in the reading, they usually associate it with physical death. (Maybe because of those movies that uses it as a props for a mere dramatic effect.) I hope it really mean "physical death". This is because as some people would believe, "There are things worst than death."

I must admit, I am experiencing some sort of " emotional roller coaster ride". The natural tendency is to rant about it. Complain about things. Blaming other people. But deep inside, I know that this is just a "phase" in my life... this moment will also pass for nothing stays the same forever.

The second time with Shoptalk

I can still remember my last years interview of Miss Pia Hontiveros in Shoptalk (ANC). The interview was fun. We actually had an overtime. Miss Pia was interested.

Now, Shoptalk contacted me again. They needed fresh investigators for the show. So I recommended Gilbert, Nap and other people. I told them that I am free, but they refused to interview me since I was featured last year.

During the tapping, I accompanied Gilbert and Nap for the interview. Just a moral support. But they had no third investigator. Right there and then, I was interviewed by Miss Pia. I was totally unprepared. But sitting there with Miss Pia seems very comfortable to me. She had a welcoming attitude and a very friendly attitude towards her guests. I also shared to her about my investigation for the missing children (refer to my previous post).


I saw the segment of Shoptalk this afternoon. It was short. But I was satisfied. I was even shocked that they featured my pictures during their closing.

The investigation in the Haunted Jail

It is already dawn when we arrived at Daet, Camarines Norte. The staff of Rated K decided to rest first before jumping into action. Kuya Jeff and I rested for awhile. Then we visited Kuya Jeff's kids.

When we went back to the resort, the staff is having coffee. They are ready for action. We immediately went to the jail. They interviewed some policemen and people in the area about the case. Then my time had come... I will be coming in.

Upon my arrival, an entity flashed in my mind. His presence lingered around the jail. I asked for some paper and pen. I draw the entity I saw. I then texted Ka Mon (a friend who is knowledgeable with entities). I described what I saw and asked what it is. Ka Mon texted me that it is an "Agta", a close relative of a "Kapre". Clearly, I could see some resemblance.

I went inside the cell to sense some of the souls of people who died there. But there was nothing. All I can sense is the presence of the "Agta".

After the jail, we looked for the family of those who died in the cell. We asked them about their accounts of the story. We also found a lone survivor. People told us that he become insane. But when we interviewed him, he is as sane as anybody else. He recounted all of the things that he had experienced in the cell. We found out that he was the last who experienced the entity. Told remembered that somebody is telling him "Ask for a poison. Kill yourself. Commit suicide." While there are also almost 300 souls telling him "Get out of here. Save us." He even showed us the scars he had when he tried to get out of the cell. Eventually he learned to control everything, and prayed for the souls in the cell.

Until now, everything is still a mystery for me. Was the entity after the souls of those who are detained in that cell? Why was it that all of the houses of the people who died is along the river? Are there connections to this?

All I know is that, all the suicides in that cell stopped. And I also lighted a candle to pray for peace for those who died. And for the entity to leave the place be.

The Haunted Jail (Segment for Rated K Halloween Special)

There were series of death that occurred in this jail cell. There are many accounts from those who policemen on duty and those who survived the horror. Some say that it is mere coincidence. Some say that there is evil lurking around the cell.

The latest was the suicide of Christian and Ronnie. Ronnie was detained because he was caught selling a stolen cellphone. While Christian was brought in because he had a fight with his father. In the morning, the police were shocked to see both of the boys hanging in the ceiling using the torn pieces of streamer.


This location had already been visited by the Senior Psychics of Nginiiig. In fact, two of the female psychics were challenged to stay inside this jail cell for awhile.

Now, it is my time to visit the jail myself, not knowing what is really the story behind this "Haunted Jail."

(Thank you for those who texted me who watched our episode in Rated K last Sunday.
Please accompany me once again as Ms. Pia Hontiveros interviewed me in Shoptalk in ANC on November 2.)

Photo Shoot of a Familiar

I have nothing to do... The tv had no interesting show... I'm bored going to the mall... So, I grab the camera and took a picture of "Wawa".

I'm sure those who have viewed my blog had already seen "Wawa". This is my second post about him. He is a stray cat who came into our life. Now you can see how he's grown.

TRIVIA:
A familiar can be associated to a pet. It is more of a "magickal pet". They are suppos to guide those who are learning about "magickal stuff". They are sometimes seen as an "animal guide". Their characteristics, nature and behavior are essential for the development of a person. In my experience, I have had a lot of familiars. They are all cats. My association with cats can be traced way back in my childhood. I basically lived with cats all my life. This is the reason that I am able to communicate with them somehow.
We may not know it but sometimes we too have our respective familiars. They can be considered as pets. But in the spiritual realm, they are there to guide us. It really doesn't matter if you got your pet from a pet shop, shelter or in the street. As long as you are drawn to the animal, they might be the one you need in your spiritual journey.

To know what your animal guide means to you, you can check out the data from

http://www.wicca.com/celtic/wyldkat/anmlintro.htm

See if the pet you have had a hidden message in your life.

Scrapbooking mania

Months ago, I was brought by a friend into the world of Scrapbooking. I was interested because I wanted to make my "printed" copy of my magickal journey. I did had an album, which had pictures and the journal of my journey. (I think that was my Banahaw pictures.)

And because of this, I was invited to participate in different scrapbooking events.

Sunday, we went to Robinsons Galleria to participate. We participated in the contest. We didn't win. But seeing all the designs of the scrapbook of other people encouraged me to learn more about the craft.

Scrapbooking is a really fun hobby. I always wanted to engage in this craft long time ago. But I was hesitant because way back in Mindanao, we only have few supplies of the materials and the tools needed for the craft. Now, that the supply is plenty, there is no more reason not to do it. Besides, I have a lot of pictures to work with.

Scrapbooking is not only fun. It can also help us bring about our creative side. And there are ready made materials also for those who are "not artistic enough". All you have to do is spend some money on those cute buttons, stamps, papers, etc. Then you will have your very own scrapbook page. You will see that it will relieve you from the stressful environment we have today.

If you wanted to learn more about scrapbooking you can check out www.filstar.com.ph

Wazzup???

There are many people asking me through email or text, "What is your next case?" After what happened in Ozamis, I lay low for awhile. Maybe due to the travel, I was sick (but not that seriously, just a minor case of sinusitis). This is the reason why I had no update in the site for awhile. But now that I am back, I can write about more adventures...

Wrapping up the search...

Now that I've seen that the children are ok, my work here is done. The client told me that I can go back to Manila. The mother is still nowhere in sight. I will be coming back to Manila to search for her.

While on the bus, I was on memory lane... I thank Bathala for the blessings of finding the children. I also thank all the psychics that assisted us for the search...

>>>Kuya Gilbert, the tarot scholar and channeler... for recommending that I should take the job and for bringing me to the airport. And for assisting me in the search through the internet.

>>>To the DEUS and Bertud Pilipino members (Ka Mon, Ka Nap, Ka Alfer, Ka Bert, Ka Gan and everybody)... for confirming clues like the church and for protecting me from harm while doing the search... also thank you for the additional "guides" you've lend me.

>>> Carlo and Diego, the (ceremonial) magicians... for the Invocation ritual and confirming that the boy is in Ozamis.

>>> Raymund, the shaman ... for the runic reading.

>>> Rico, practicing Chinese magick ... for the chinese divinations.

>>> Monique, former psychic from Nginiig ... for the readings through text messages.

>>> Junen, of the Cebu Paranormal Society ... for checking the orphanages in Cebu.

>>> Mommy Dulce, mother psychic from Tacloban ... for the readings through text messages.

>>> Ate Janis, mother, sister, who does psychometry ... for accompanying me and introducing me to Ozamis City.

>>> Kuya Peter, wields higher forms of magick ... for the strength and courage.

And all those people who in one way or another prayed for my safety, wished me good luck, and everything. Thank you very much.

I can't also help thinking about the numbers 1657... I remembered that I must text also the taxi driver, who is a retired military, to pick me up in the terminal. Along these thoughts of texting him, I had a moment of enlightenment about the puzzling numbers. 1657 is 16:57 (Military time) or 4:57PM. This is the exact time I first saw the children.

I smiled. Laid my back on the chair... feeling contentment.

DAY FOUR: The meaning of the visions

The emotions of the day before had not yet left my system. I hardly had some sleep. With a couple bottles of beer, I managed to relax my body to be able to sleep.

Early morning, Ate Janis texted me. She will be leaving for Cagayan de Oro city. I will be left behind to see more how the children is doing. It is Sunday. After we had breakfast at Chowking, Ate Janis was on her way. I was left alone in Ozamis city.

I said to myself, "I think I will have this day off. Besides I think I deserve a break after what happened yesterday."

I went to a developing center. I had the picture of the little boy in my cellphone developed. Later I will send it to the clients. I went window shopping in Gaisano.

The vision of the church kept bothering me. I drew a church while locating for the children. But how come I have not across a church. I even asked Kuya Bert to search for churches that was founded in 1657. This numbers also flashed in my vision. I am thinking of the possibilities of understanding those visions.

Because it is a Sunday, I decided to go to the cathedral. I am not really fond of attending the holy mass. I just went there to see the church and take pictures of it.

To my amazement, it was the same church in my vision. The question now is, "Why?" Of course, the thought that it is near the Ortega building may have explained everything. But it didn't...

I went inside. I prayed. Another unexpected thing happened... Right in front of my eyes, I saw the children again. Now they are with Nancy and her daughter. They are waiting for somebody else. Then, Atty. Lao came. I moved near them. I am three rows away, so that I could observe them more closely. They are attending the 12NN mass. So, I attended the mass as well. My concentration is not on the Eucharist but on them. Chelster, once in a while, is glancing over me.


After the mass, they left in a tricycle. I didn't followed them because Nancy is growing suspicious of my character. I just let them be.

In my vision, the cross on top of the church is very clear. But I drew it differently. Then I realized, it's because the front is still under construction. The frames in front of it appeared to be part of the structure in the vision.

Now that I've understood about the vision of the church, what does 1657 mean? It's too short to be a phone number. It is too long to be plate number. Is it a house number? Is it a hotel number?

DAY THREE: A step on the unexpected realm

I was waiting in the terminal for Ate Janis. On my way to the terminal, I was talking to the taxi driver. He learned about the case that I am handling. Then I also learned that he is a retired soldier. He offered assistance to me. I handed him the picture of the persons I am looking for. He also offered his cellphone number. He said that in the case that I would visit Cagayan de Oro city, I would just contact him. He can bring me anywhere in the city.

Ate Janis came. We then proceed to the bus, bound to Iligan City. From Iligan city, we took again another bus, going to Mukas. This is where the port is located. We will take a barge from that port going to Ozamis City.

We arrived at Ozamis city at 2o'clock in the afternoon. Ate Janis brought me to the lodging house. She went to see her old friends while I rested for awhile. The trip was very tiring. But I still can't sleep. The thought of finding the children is still clouding my thoughts. Where should I begin?

I left the lodging house and went to see the Ortega Building. This is where the sister of the mother of the children is living. I checked the area. I had the strangest sensation that the children are in that building. I waited for awhile outside. But still no sign of them. So instead, I roamed around the city. I found a Mc Donald's and had a burger and fries. After the meal, I went back to the Ortega Building.

I was talking to Kuya Bert on the phone. I was asking him what should I do... suddenly, I saw something across the street. A little boy with glasses, wearing a red sando. I ran across the street. I didn't mind all the vehicles while traversing. I saw Chelster Lloyd Gatchalian, together with his sister, Chelsea.

I grabbed my phone and stole a picture...


I was cold. All my hairs were standing. My vision had come true. In my vision, I saw Chelster face to face with me while in a store. Later I realized, it's not a Sari Sari Store, but a bookstore. Everything is what I saw in my vision.

I called the client, I told them, "I saw the children. They are right in front of me."

They took a tricycle together with Nancy (their aunt). I didn't follow them. I rushed to the lodging house because I was trembling like hell!!!

DAY TWO: Delayed departure

Ate Janis texted me that she would accompany me to Ozamis city. She grew up in Ozamis so I would be very comfortable if she would come with me.

I waited for her at the lobby of the hotel while having my breakfast. She came. We talked about the case. Then we agreed to delay the departure until tomorrow. This is because it is late in the morning. She agreed to just bring me to Ozamis and find a guide for me there, while she will return to Cagayan de Oro because she had kids to attend to. I agreed. So I just took the time off. Besides, I really miss the Night Cafe of Cagayan de Oro. It is friday and I would very much love to experience it once again.


Carlo joined me later that day. We talked. We went to see the city. Then later checked the night cafe.

Rico also dropped by the hotel during the night. He was sweating. He came from the gym, he is teaching karate and other chinese stuff. He also assisted in the search. He used the chinese divination to locate the missing children. He said that I must hurry. I should also look out for the male companion of the children, as he may cause some trouble. This is just a comfirmation of the text message I recieved from Ka Mon. His tita said that I should be on my guard. I should be careful, especially from the male companion of the children.

The adventure got better and better. Tomorrow, I am off to Ozamis City with Ate Janis. I am still clueless what to do. All I know is I have to check the addresses that was provided by the client to me.

DAY ONE: A familiar ally

I had no sleep when I left Manila. My flight to Cagayan de Oro is at 4AM. So I need to be in the airport at 2PM. Kuya Bert brought me to the airport. I checked in. I just waited for my flight in the pre departure area, together with other passengers.

I arrived at Cagayan de Oro at around 6AM. I was instructed by the client to try the accomodations in the Park View. I found out that it's the same lodging house I've always utilized during my visits in Cagayan de Oro in the past. I asked the taxi driver. He suggested Hotel Ramon. I tried it. As soon as I got there, I asked the receptionist about the rates. It's just the same with Park View. She suggested that I could check the room first. I said, I would love to. I went upstairs. The help motioned me to Room 306. I was stunned when I saw the brown butterfly at the door, as if the creature is telling me, "I am reserving this for you." So, I got the room. I couldn't refuse the offer of an animal messenger guide to a questing shaman.

When everything was settled, I rested the whole morning. I texted my old group there. Carlo replied that they will be coming in the afternoon, together with members of his new group.

Carlo and Diego went with me to check out the Xavier Heights address that was given by the client. According to them, this is the house of the sister of Mae Ann. We checked it out. We saw some carpenters... but didn't see signs of Mae Ann or the kids.

Carlo and Diego decided to do some invocation ritual, asking for the kids to reveal their locations. We assembled the necessary parapernalia for the ritual. Then they did it in the hotel room. Raymund (a shaman) also dropped by. While Carlo and Diego are doing the ritual, Raymund and I used our divination skills to try and locate something. Raymund was using the runes while I am using the tarot cards. As soon as Carlo and Diego was done with the ritual, they joined us. Carlo is using the automatic writing while Diego used the pendulum. Until now, I still can figure out why the pendulum snapped. The crystal fell to the map. I fell right on Cagayan de Oro. (Maybe it is due to the energy raised while they performed the ritual.)

Then Carlo suggested that the boy is in Ozamis. Then I am off to Ozamis City.

The Search...

I will be leaving Manila for awhile. Equipped with visions from different psychics, data from the family and other documents, i will be searching for Carl...

(This post is just the beginning of the series. Please stay posted for the development of the case.)

The long lost tradition is finally revived!

Maybe most of us remembered our favorite "komiks". During my time it was the favorite past time. And we should thank also this tradition by giving us our favorite characters in most of our teleseryes and sit coms now. Maybe you are familiar with "Pedro Penduko", "Zsa zsa Zaturna", "Lastikman" and so on. These are examples of characters that came to life from "komiks". I remembered rushing to the nearest store to look for my favorite "komiks". During that time we would rent them for 2pesos or 5pesos. My favorites are "Aliwan", "Happy", "Wakasan", "Hiwaga" and others. All of a sudden, I just realized "komiks" are no longer available. But instead they tried to convert it into a "graphic novel" which is very expensive for people to buy.

A good friend, who worked in the "komiks" industry, invited me to a writer's forum. He said to me that they would revive the tradition. I went with him. There I saw Carlo J. Caparas. He was the one who is initiating this historical event. They had been having the "komiks" caravan for the revival of the tradition. Now, it is finally here, Filipinos will enjoy the entertainment and lessons in a piece of paper that once was the talk of the town. Now that Sterling will be publishing this for an affordable price, I am sure that students will be once again enjoying this literature. (I just hope that parents would be as happy as well.)

On September 14, 2007 (Friday), they will start selling five different "komiks" for everyone to enjoy. They will be selling it for only 10pesos, which is in my opinion is a fair price. So, I hope everyone will get their copy. And let us hope that this tradition will bring us more superheroes that we can truly say "Pinoy".



I also hope that I can contribute to this industry in the future. I guess I really need to practice my literary skills to be able to bring out the best in the different characters I have already in mind. Maybe my psychic skills could be put to good use by contributing to our literary heritage.

Double time

While the issue between Joey de Leon and Willie Revillame heightens, I grew interested on the topic. I search on youtube about the video clips. I saw only the videos of the reactions of both party. While watching it, my phone rang. I picked it up. To my surprise, it was the researcher of Mel and Joey. He informed me that they have a haunted house episode. They wanted me to look at the area and investigation. I said yes. Later, another researcher called me up. She is from SAPULSO (the show where I already appeared twice). They have an episode about the issue between Joey and Willie. They needed an anthropologist to discuss why filipinos are fond of game shows. I replied positively. My shoot for both shows were scheduled on the same day, August 31, 2007 (Friday).

I brought Bert with me to assist me in the investigation. We arrived at GMA7 past 7o'clock in the evening. We did the short interview for SAPULSO in their cubicle. After the interview, Archie (Segment Producer) accompanied us to the canteen. We catched up on things. We talked about things. Then he left for his editing. We ate at the canteen, waited for the crew of Mel and Joey to pick us up.


At around 10o'clock they arrived from another shoot. We proceed to Tondo. It was my first time in the area. Tales about Tondo haunted me. I was more scared of the area than the investigation itself. We were brought into an "eskinita". People were curious to see what we were doing. Bert and I proceeded with the investigation. After we uncovered the story of the hauntings, we explained to the owner about them. Then advised her what to do in the area. We then wrap it up with the mini-house blessing.


I can't count how many haunted places I've been through. Each houses, buildings is a different experience for me. Tondo is different since I am more worried about our "physical" security rather than the investigation. But as the shoot went on, I saw Tondo is also like any other areas that I've been through in Mindanao.

The owner (Ate Annie) welcomed us with warmth. I sensed for the historical background of the house while Bert chanelled the different emotions of the entities in the place. And she was thankful for the enlightenment about the issue. The staff also thanked us for the investigation. And to my surprise, Ate Tess (Segment Producer) worked with ABS-CBN before. She was part of the Teysi ng Tahanan monday edition with Madam Rosa. The show I loved to watched when I was still studying in Isulan. What a small world...





I wanted to thank those who emailed and texted me, for watching Mel and Joey (last Sunday) and SAPULSO (last Monday).

Friendship bracelets

When I was in Grade school, I saw my older brother doing some projects. I was curious. He, then, taught me how to make the Friendship Bracelet. It was not easy. I tried and tried how many times until I felt satisfied with my works. I tend to be a perfectionist at times when it comes to outputs.

As time went on, I continued to tie some more knots. I just gave out all of my projects to friends and new acquintances. It's a great gift. I experimented with colors. Then I got bored with the design... I experimented for the designs. I even visited some "trade fairs" where they sell some of the Friendship Bracelets. I buy one piece as a sample, then study it. I was able to replicate most of them. Then I started selling them. At first only friends came to order from me. Then they tell their friends, I suddenly had many clients asking about them. Sadly, I wasn't able to provide them much outputs. This is because I have a day job then. I was working as a research assistant, which is a combined office and field work. And the project takes about 1 hour to make. I can just make about 1 or 2 in the evening while I watch some television before going to sleep.

Now that I have more free time, I was able to make more of them. And I am very happy when I see that I already made 20 designs all in all. For over 15 years of doing it, I can say that I had mastered the art. But still I am trying my best to make more designs, to help me improve the craft.


These bracelets are handmade. I always see to it that each knot is almost perfect, not to tight, not to loose. It is a great gift for a friend. In some traditions, it is believed that when a friend ties a Friendship Bracelet in your wrist, silently make a wish. When the bracelet wears off on its own, your wish will be granted.

If you want to order some bracelet, you can contact me through 09214885093. You can choose the color combination you want (usually people wanted it to be made in their lucky color). Please allow me at least 1 day in making each bracelet.

In the past, I used to complain about not having something to do... we all do. But sometimes you just have to search within you... then you will see that 24hours is just not enough to attend to things we need to accomplish.

Camiling, Tarlac

I had a short trip at Camiling, Tarlac... It was short but memorable. We have to cut trip from Pasay to Siesta, then Siesta to Camiling. I had no enough time to look around because we were just attending a baptism of the child of one of the employees of DFA. I had a great time exploring...







Dan, the father, waited for 10 years for his baby. I was also asked by one of the guest about this type of problem. He, himself, is married for 5 years but still have no child.

One of the greatest enemy that we have nowadays is stress. There are many clients who come to me having the same problem. They can't bear a baby. Of course with the use of "divinations" we can always see if they there is a baby that will be born. Most of the clients are capable. They just need some time off. They just need to take a special magickal moment, to be with someone special...

A familiar gift

We named him "Wawa" (short for Joshua). Bert found him just wondering around. He put it in a carton and knock my door. When I opened the door, the kitten is there.

What is unusual about this cat? He had the same features of our cat who died last January, the brother of Thacky. They had the same color, size and everything... reincarnation of familiar? Maybe. But who cares, I am having a great time with this cat.

Capoeira

Last Monday, I was interviewed by the writer of Kapuso mo, Jessica Soho for their segment. I was tapped as an anthropologist to explain about the new fad for the filipino, the Capoeira, a fight-dance originated from Brazil.

Watch the episode on Saturday, August 11, 2007, 8:30PM right after Imbestigator in GMA7.

Visit their site
http://www.gmanews.tv/show/kmjs

My deepest sympathy

Just this morning, I received a text from a very dear friend bearing the news that his wife passed away. Everything went suspended, I reminisce all that happened last year. I was in great disappointment with my life. That was the time that I went with a friend to Daet, Camarines Norte. I meet his wife. I even tried to heal her that time. That time she was very thin, very sickly. I really had some great moments with her. Listening to her problems while she is sitting in the rocking chair, where she also used to sleep.

This is not the first time, I had this feeling. The first time was even worst. I was taking my pastoral exposure in the mountains of North Cotabato. I was just starting with my knowledge about healing and about magick. Secretly, people come to me (I am staying at the convent with the parish priest). They are asking for me to heal them. One patient I had was a woman in her late 30s. When I went to see her, it was I think about 8o'clock in the evening. I thought she was pregnant. But she's not. They were telling me stories and theories about what happened. I think I had learned it somewhere, the effects of "Barang sa tubig". I did what I could. To diagnos her, I use my"gifts". (I relied mostly on my psychic gifts way back then since I am still learning the craft.) I still think she is pregnant. But when I touched her belly, I couldn't sense a baby... But I sensed something moving, growing inside. It is a tumor. I did some cleansing for the woman. Then advised the husband to take her to the doctor for an operation. I couldn't heal it, with this effect. After a week, the woman died.

I felt bad about it. Yes, every person who comes to me asking for help, I tried my best to help them in any way I can. I had even sacrificed some important things in my life for a complete stranger. And the thought of losing someone who asked for your help is really a "thorn in the flesh."

Yes, I did felt bad about not healing Daisy. I had a strange feeling of loneliness, and helplessness. I had even a moment where I am actually angry at my self.

But I have to face it... Not everyone who wish what they wish would be granted. Sometimes we have to let go of things. I think that was what I was bound to do. To let Daisy go, and let Kuya Jeff live the next phase of his life.

Kuya Jeff, my condolences to the family. I know that this would be huge step for you and for the kids... But as what you and I will always understand... THE STORY GOES ON AND ON...

Daisy, whereever you are, may you find peace. May you find comfort from all the sufferings you've been through...