Visions

Visions are really hard to interpret... Sometimes we saw the right things but interprete it differently. Sometimes our rational thoughts get into the way. That is why we still need to validate those things in the real situations.


Sometimes a color might be a message in itself. A number may mean many things. It might be a date, plate number, number in the shirt, birthday, etc.

I am reluctant... but I need to. I already talked to the family. I needed to see the area where the mass graves were discovered. I have to be there to really find what we were looking for.

Momay Case: The Visions Begin

It had been days since I received the missing person case. This case is unlike the rest I've handled before since this is somewhat "huge case".

Some friends are discouraging me to get involved. They were commenting "Hindi ka natatakot?" (Aren't you afraid?) I simply told them that the incident scared the hell out of me. I even refuse to see it in the news or just even glimpse at the pictures of the victims. But if I would dwell on my fears, I can't help to ease the pain... I am just a disabled psychic... Just like a person who knew how to read but doesn't read at all.

I can't sleep with the lights off. Visions of things that happened flashed in my head. Last night, I cried my heart out. I was really very thankful that a friend readily came. He talked to me and ease the tension that I was getting. I saw how those victims died. I saw faces of people in "brown or dark green" uniforms. I saw the victims falling into the hole... Almost all of the things that happened came to me in a vision. Even when I am awake, I can still see glimpse by glimpse.

I should've been used to this. But somehow seeing those murders in front of your face isn't a normal scenario that somebody can have.

When the family was talking to me, a vision flashed in my head. I saw an old woman (80 years old) and a man (30 years old). Behind them is a "bahay kubo". The old woman was wearing a malong and a head dress while the man is wearing a dirty or off white unbuttoned longsleeves. He is also wearing a maroon or brown pants without any foot wear.

I also saw a dead body, face flat to the ground. He is lying near a vehicle. He is wearing a white polo shirt with thin strips of red or green.

I also saw a cave like structure but with vegetation all around.

I also saw some grass, banana trees and a rough road.

For now, I don't know what those visions mean. I just told the client what I saw...

In God's own time, the truth shall unfold and somehow, the emotions will be an peace... of course with the help and prayers of everyone.

Psychic Horoscope 2010

Psychic Horoscope 2010, the magazine where I write my articles, is finally out in the market. Grab a copy and learn more about "gayuma" or love potion (page 58).

PSI: Momay case (part 1)

Reynaldo "Bebot" Momay, of the Midland Review, is one of those who were included in the Maguindanao massacre. Until now, he is still missing. The family went to see to assist them in the search.

A Season to Remember

I am a baptized Catholic. But it was ages since I was active in my religious affiliation. Although people around me are insinuating that I had become an atheist. That is where they were wrong. I am still a spiritual person. However, my religious practice now is centered on the old ways. My celebration of Christmas is usually on December 21, the original feast of the Higher Beings.

Every Christmas season, I usually celebrate it differently every year. There was a year when I visited a cultural community and cooked food for the children. There was also a time when I distributed some old clothes to the poor. There was also a visit to the jail. This year I planned to visit the sick in the hospital where my sister is employed. But the untimely death of a loved one of one of my students let me decide not to push through with it. Instead, I offered a day of prayer for the bereaved family.

I thought, I would just celebrate Christmas just like an ordinary one, having a meal with my family. However my father organized a sort of community service in our own home. He called all the children of the neighbors to visit us. He instructed the children to sing some Christmas carols. Then he gave them bags of candies and some money. It was brief, very simple. And yet it struck me. It gave me great joy to assist him in giving the candies.

There is great satisfaction in humbling yourself, giving something for others and welcoming them into your life. This is the real essence of the season. Have a wonderful holiday everyone. Enjoy.

Confused Heart

Confused Heart
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Walking along the threshold of my life
Every step I take is a question I find
Suddenly, you came to me as a surprise
My heart was drawn into a deep confusion

I wandered further into the depths of my emotion
Now I’m lost in the melody of a song
Might this be the answer to an unknown question?
Is this the place where I truly belong?

Things sometimes appear not what they seem
Emotions may cloud every vision and dream
When things are moving faster than they should be
The greater risk of hurting is a guarantee

I walk slowly, taking care in each step I make
I am considering all the risk I have to take
I might have been unromantic to take things this way
But I am not risking, breaking my heart again

My Place in this World

I was contemplating about my life. Suddenly a question popped out of my head, “What the hell am I doing here?”

I was reminiscing those times I’ve been through, all the things I accomplished. I can’t help it but to ask myself why am I in this type of life.

Don’t get me wrong. I love my job right now. Giving guidance to the new generation brings a lot of satisfaction. Teaching history is one my dream come true. However, I can’t help but wonder. If I have stayed in Manila, would my life still be the same?

In the year 2000, I successfully bound some of the most influential magickal communities here in Mindanao. I have organized different activities wherein everyone shared their own tradition. It went well for 2 years. Now, I am very happy to know that most of the people I worked with have their own success in their respective ventures.

In 2006, I auditioned for Nginiiig Paranormal Investigation, a TV show in Studio 23 wherein psychics were investigating different paranormal phenomenon. I emerged victoriously and was named as one of the Junior Psychic of the show. The show went on for months. Then it was cancelled due to lack of monetary support.

After that, I was invited by different TV shows in both ABS-CBN and GMA to guest as a paranormal investigator. Among the shows where Rated K (ABS-CBN), Shoptalk (ANC), SAPULSO (QTV), Kapuso mo, Jessica Soho (GMA), Mel and Joey (GMA) and Us Girls (Studio 23). I was even interviewed (through phone) by Mr. Rey Sibayan of DZRH.

I also managed to solve few of the cases that were handed down to me. Among those was the case of the missing children, the murder and robbery of a loved one and others.

I still have many things to babble about my accomplishments in the field of paranormal research. However, it won’t help me answer my question... “What the hell am I doing here?”
Now, I am working as a Guidance Counselor and History Teacher here in our locality. The town is very boring. Most of my social life is in the internet. I am over worked. The pay is not as much. I rarely use my learnings in paranormal. I have no clients for fortune reading anymore. Then why am I staying?

I am always a believer of the phrase, “Everything happens for a reason.” It maybe that my stay here is heading towards a brighter reason. Maybe, my stay here is for a certain purpose, which is unknown to me... for now.

All I have is faith. Faith that someday BATHALA will be able to enlighten me about my question. Faith that somehow, somewhere a destiny is intricately woven just for me... the destiny that I have to embrace for the rest of my existence.

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PLACE IN THIS WORLD

(Michael W. Smith)

The wind is blowing

But I am standing still

A life of pages

Waiting to be filled

A heart that's hopeful

A head that's full of dreams

But this becoming

Is harder than it seems

Feels like I'm

Looking for a reason

Roaming through the night to find

My place in this world

My place in this world

Not a lot to lean on

I need your light to help me find

My place in this world

If there are millions

Down on their knees

Among the many

Can you still hear me

Hear me asking

Where do I belong

Is there a vision

That I can call my own

Show me I'm

Looking for a reason
Roaming through the night to find
My place in this world
My place in this world
Not a lot to lean on
I need your light to help me find
My place in this world

Answered Prayer... Resolved Emotion

Lately, I've been confronted with different emotional problems that are not easy to bear. Others might think that being an "empath" helps you have an edge when it comes to relationships. Since I can read and channel emotions, people think that I could easily confront it and offer solution. That is when they are wrong. Reading and Channeling an emotion is very different from Confronting and Healing it. Yes, I must admit. Being an empath might have given me a lot of times when I know what others needed before they can utter it vocally. However, it is not always the case. Sometimes, I can misinterpret what I read. It's because emotions are very different from words and actions.

My boss talked to me earlier. I was called to the office together with two of my co workers. We were asked about our "little fight" last week. I must admit, I had done something to make it worst. Rather than offering solution to resolve it, I reacted aggressively. After all the things were clarified, my boss requested for me to stay behind.

We had a one on one talk. He reminded me about my anger. (This was the part when I burst into tears). I told him that I am really very bothered by this. I couldn't understand why I had these emotions trapped inside of me. If you see it objectively, the commotion was just petty. However, I could feel that my anger is taking over my being. I even told him that I was shaking and my hands are getting numb when I confronted my co workers. He advised me to find some means to overcome it... I told him, I will.

While walking away from the office, from the school... I was very clueless. What would I do? How can I face my anger everytime I am in the situation of confrontation and miscommunication?

I just wandered around. I took a merienda with some of my co teachers. I went to the store to buy some liquor and cigarettes... somehow, my mind is in a "stand by mode".

Then I loaded my broadband. I planned to surf the net just to get my mind off things.

Suddenly, an old friend popped up from my messenger. At first, I was puzzled who it was since it was ages since we chatted with each other. She offered a proposal about "blogging". I realized that it is a great idea. It is indeed a great solution for me to focus on something away from it all. It is not a means of escape, but a means of coping up with things. I thanked her for the suggestion she had given (Thank you Ellaine!).

Now, I have the mission to update my blog as often as possible. And somehow, I could also have the opportunity of sharing my life to everyone... my life as an ordinary person... my life as a psychic... my life as a magickal being.

Metro Manila by storm

Looking through some old photographs

I'm still in the process of mourning for the lost of my familiars... I am browsing through my files. And I came across some of the photo shoots I had in Manila before I went back here.

This is my photo shoot in Legend Villas. My gratitude to Mr. Philip Tan for the photo shoot.

Aurora: The Sleeping Beauty

Death and Confusion

Aurora had been missing for 3 days...

Aurora was my familiar... When Red died, she was my constant companion. When I went home to work,she's usually standing at the door... waiting for me because it is her time to enter the room. I had somepeaceful sleep when she's at my side. Sometimes she's a bit annoying. But most of the time sheis very caring... She's always begging for food.
A few nights before she disappeared, she was sick. She's a bit lonely and a bit insecure. That was the time when she slept at my dresser. She doesn't want to be bothered. I took care of her. But there's not much I could do...

Then three days ago, I couldn't find her anywhere. I admit that I had some busy schedules. I was alwaysat work. There was also a night when I slept at school... I looked for her. I patroled our neighborhood, hoping that I would find her. But she's gone...

One day, a thought dawned on me. She's really dead. I mourned. I lighted a white candle to bid herfarewell. I also prayed that she will finally find her rest and peace in the presence of our creator...

My mourning was short, as I was presented with a new familiar.

Her name is Dolly. She had the same color as Aurora. However, her eyes are not normal. I loved herbecause she's very affectionate. I could stroke her fur. Then she slept at my lap. She's the kitten of Thacky, the mother of Aurora. I realized that I had moved on to the next familiar. Things could be better now that I have a new guide.

One day, I found her dead. She was bitten by our dog. She's just a month old. I felt so much pain. It was nothing like I felt before. I grabbed the badminton racket. I beat the hell out of our dog. Then I realizedthat I couldn't hit him further because the racket was broken into pieces.
I went to my room. I grabbed the bottle of beer (grande). I drank all of it at once. I had to find some wayto calm myself. I was screaming at the top of my lungs. I am trying to control my anger. I must not goout of the room, as I might kill anybody in my way.

To divert my attention, I grabbed a joke book and started reading. Then the emotions subside.
Until now, I could still feel the pain. I could still pain in losing 2 familiars in just a week.
Reflecting on it, I couldn't comprehend the message handed down to me... Why is this happening to me?Where am I being lead to?

Will I be able to gain another familiar? Or I am bound to traverse the magickal road alone?

The death of Mysticlake

It is the end of the line for Mysticlake. This is the side of me who is magickal and beyond ordinary. This is the personality in the midst of contradictions. This is the lonely soul that is traversing the thin line between worlds.
Now, it's time to bid goodbye to an old self... to give way to the new self.

Just like a phoenix rising from the ashes...

I bid goodbye to my "pig tail". The school asked me if I can cut it. Actually, I did mentioned it to them that I am open if they wanted it cut. But they opted to let me keep it for some time. But now, it is high time to cut it... And now, it is time to grow up and take on a new look.

How do I look now?

Keep posted, you will find out.

A peek at the foot of Mt. Apo

Don't mess with this clown

It's Halloween once again. Last year, I surprised everyone as the Grim Reaper. The children were very frightened. This is the reason why everyone is waiting for my costume this year.

At first, I was not in my costume. This is because I did the bonfire ceremony. I danced with the students prior to the lighting of the bonfire.

When the dance was over, I hurried to put on some make up and a clown hat. Everyone was surprised to see me this way. They thought that I could be ver frightening this year. But I thought, I should be somebody different... The Killer Clown.

Killer Clown on the loose

Marguez Hot Spring: Tracing footprints

Before I went to Manila to join Nginiiig Paranormal Investigation, I used to come here every year. It had been a routine for me... to bathe in the Hot Spring... to do some community service on the Manobo community just a few kilometers from the Hot Spring.


After 3 years, I am tracing back old memories of the place. How much I missed coming here. And now, my co teachers came with me. It is really sweet to reminisce the past, and share it with people who are close to you.










The Marguez Hot and Cold Spring is in the Municipality of Esperanza. From the capital town of Isulan, Sultan Kudarat. You can reach Esperanza through riding a jeepney. The 13 kilometer ride would only cost around Php 17.00 to Php 18.00. In the poblacion area of Esperanza, you can reach Marguez through a "Skylab" (a motorcycle used in the mountains). The ride will cost around Php 30.00. The driver will take you straight to the spring. Then you can enjoy the relaxing hot water of the hot pool, or cool yourself up in the cold pool. With just a minimum amount, you can enjoy the serenity of life and the richness of nature.

The unexpected twist

Lately, I needed some time to think things through. There are things that seem to bother me. It bothered me to the extent that even if I drink myself to death, I can't seem to fall asleep easily. It really bothers me that even my dreams are haunted by those ideas.
May the Light of Bathala be upon me as I traverse this ordeal.

First Day of School

Agimat Research Center

Finally, I have decided to open up a center wherein future psychics and paranormal investigators will be trained... This had been proposed to me by many friends... Now, I have decided to make it a reality.

Lake Sebu 2k9

This is the place where my magickal practice started. It is really energizing to feel the mystical forces of the lake once again...

An added bonus, I was given the opportunity to visit the 2 of the 7 falls located in the area...

(more pictures to come)

Breaking free...

The celebration of the 23rd Foundation Anniversary of the Montessori Learning Center of Isulan, Inc. was a blast. It started with the Family Day celebration. I was given the opportunity to perform the "Careless Whisper" again... It was a hot day... the moves were much hotter...

The transformation

Red: The oldest familiar

I received Red (like most of my familiars) in an unexpected way.

One night, I heard kittens crying. There was a weak shower that night. I grabbed my flashlight and looked where the cry came from. Then, I found two kittens in our garden. I took care of the kittens. But our dog discovered them, killing one of the kitten. I kept looking for the other one, I found her inside a small hole. She hid there, so as not to be discovered by our dog. I named the kitten, Jean (from my favorite X-men Jean Grey), later nicknamed her "Red".

Red was always there for me when I am lonely. Even if I would be very mad and would bit her up, she's always there, very humble... it seems that she's always telling me "thank you for taking care of me".

During that time, she was the only familiar I had. Then she had kittens... I lost count how many times she gave birth. But I can always remember how a great mother she was to her kids. Only lately that she neglected her kittens. Maybe because of old age, she would forget where her kittens were located. Then they would eventually die.

Now, I understand why I underwent some sort of dilemna these past few days. Red had been my guide for almost 8 or 10 years. Now that she's gone, Thacky would be the next in rank... then Aurora, my roommate... What will my magickal life be for now that I have Thacky as a familiar? Would it become more chaotic than the time I had Red? (as in my previous post, I often describe Thacky as a demon incarnate...)

Farewell to Red, my oldest familiar

A bumpy ride to a new beginning

Life is not so easy on me these days. And yet, it will not stop me from doing what I wanted to do...

It is my second year as Guidance Counselor of the school. And as I sank deeper into the job, I realized how demanding it is.

I've been neglecting my spiritual development, my magickal life, and the job had been trying to pull me closer into embracing a more mundane life.

I've tried my best to create some new spells for me to go back to being who I was before but then I just end up grinding some herbs... leaving them for awhile... ending up not pushing through with the spell. I guess that is how it is... once it is not meant to be, you don't have to push it further... somehow I have to know when to fight for things that really matter to me or to give up things that don't matter anymore.

There's no harm in trying to relax, right? Even if I've been contemplating about my life, it will not stop me from enjoying life to the fullest. MUSIC!!! It is my best outlet. I've been having constant bonding with my students. They've help me out in trying to find some leisure in life. Somehow I am very grateful because these are good kids. They just wanted happiness. They are not like those students who would want to get closer to their teacher to get something out of it (like good grades, or great favor in school). They are welcoming me into their lives because they know that they can learn more from my experience.

I've tried hard to give out a cry for help through the internet. I tried to post some invitation for "would-be" students, who would eventually continue what I've started... but still the wind fell silent.

Nobody knows what will happen next. Even the greatest psychic is blinded by the baggages he had in his heart... "Tama ang kita, mali ang basa."

Maybe someday, all these things will just be part of an existence... Where the Book of Shadows is buried deep into the heart of the earth.

Delimma

It's been awhile since I've used my divination tools. Lately, I've been bombarded with activities that shifted my focus on non-magickal things.

Is this the route intended for me by the Divine? Or am I neglecting my calling, embracing a more mundane life?

Fruit exhibit

The Philippines is rich in natural resources. One of which are the fruits found in all places in the country. During the month of Nutrition (July), the Montessorians showcased all the fruits found within the region.

The flower of life

Nimfa - The unexpected familiar

Sadly, all 5 kittens of Thacky died. However, Nimfa (from the word "nymph") came into my life. She's a very nice cat. She likes to smell my feel and clothes whenever I am around.
One night, I thought she would die. Two of our dogs bit her. She's very weak. I was worried. But she recovered after one night of rest.
Now, she's as active as a demon from hell... just like Thacky.

2nd Summit for High School Editors/ Writers

We were invited by the Philippine National Police to the 2nd Summit for High School Editors/ Writers. I brought two students to participate in the Feature Writing Contest. They learned a lot from Ma'am Malou Manar of DXND who talked about Editorial writing.

The unexpected familiar

Thacky gave birth to five healthy kittens, 3 female and 2 male. All of them have cute colors. Then one night, I heard a kitten crying from the backyard, near the place where Thacky gave birth to her kittens (at the dirty kitchen where I moved my magickal stuff). I went on to check it out. I thought Thacky brought one kitten outside.
I went to see it, only to discover another kitten crying. I picked the kitten up. She's so cute. She reminded me of Thacky when she was little.
I brought the new kitten to the room of my cats. She was terrified at first. (Maybe having a huge adjustment to everything.)