Two years after After the March 9, 2013 incident, my life hit rock bottom and it was the darkest moment of my life as a 20-ish year old. I was full of passion and dedication on my craft but with just a single hit from life's hustle I was brought down. I even thought that maybe this field was not really for me. I kept myself away from the blogging world and started focusing on improving my clinical skills as an oncology...

I saw your great wonders. How big and great is your love for us. I am here at the edge of darkness; ready to be taken away. Yet, you came to my rescue. I saw your great land, filled with everlasting love and peace. A glimpse of a gift in which physical death can only be the key. For whilst my stay here is limited. Let me live by faith with you and not let not my selfish eyes discern this selfish body. For I am found...

I've been residing in Taytay, Rizal for almost two decades and I never thought of exploring hidden treasures around the province of Rizal. I always dream of traveling around the country and discover its beauty. Amazingly, our country has a total of 7,107 islands and exploring it must take one step at a time. I believe each place has its own story to tell. No wonder why traveling is a simultaneous act of both learning and enjoying...

2012 has been a very fruitful year for me; but not in terms of travelling around the country or having more time taking photographs in the streets. It's fruitful because of the new people I met, the valuable lessons I've learned from them and the new experiences that I gained both as an oncology nurse, a believer, a colorblind and a photographer. These things inspire me a lot in conceptualizing my photographs for the year...

Silence. Peace. End times. This is the final moment of seeing a beautiful city enlightened with its full might and glory. Watching from a place hundreds of feet above... I was enveloped with silence. Down there, I eluded every chaos. The sinful nature of every living creature... The pain of the sick... The suffering of the weak... The lamentation of the poor and the laughter of the corrupt. I closed my eyes and breathe............

The visions are loss. Paved its way to worldly independence, selfish thoughts and goals for growth and development. But efforts made out of human origin is somewhat loose and disorganized leading to frustrations and failure. Thus, like a sheep without a shepherd who was away from the flow.  Everyone needs a guide, a helper, a Father. For our plans are fragile yet His purposes are stronger. We may stumble and fall...