The number 8 popped into my head when 8 of my dearest friends, peers from my past workplace (X of corporate name) made time to visit me at h...

Time is an arrow.  Once you shoot it into the air, its trajectory is irreversible. It moves in one direction and never comes back. It moment...

Nothing delights me more than seeing a little girl blossom into a young lady, and who pursues her love of writing. What proof can be better ...

Before the Ides of March, which unsettles me, I need to write about it now. That special event has to leave the shadows and step into the li...

Months of combined magnified external sounds (courtesy of my cheap hearing aids) and the internal sounds of tinnitus was no longer fit for ...

Several famous books have had sequels written many years, sometimes decades, after the original publication. One of them is “To Kill a Mocki...

On day 59 of my Bible ( Bible Recap ESV ), my Christmas gift from son #1, I noticed that the last words of “The God Shot” is always:   ...

While reading my Bible and reflecting on salvation this morning, Jose Garcia Villa (a critic, artist, and National Artist of the Philippines...

To someone who has attended all (except when I was in school abroad) our annual clan reunions to end and begin the year—the 81st just concl...

Nothing is impossible in creative writing.  It can include facts that are colored, shaped, textured, and positioned differently to present a...

Based on recent news and opinion pieces from late 2025, the word Discaya is primarily associated with a couple who owns multiple constructio...

(continued from last blog post ) Sadly, my father passed away. Losing him was one of the most painful moments of my life. But instead of pus...

In January 2026, our church’s theme was “A God of Turnarounds.”  This was to remind us that turning around from the farthest plot to the nea...

There are two precious Ezras in my life. One , the Ezra in the Old Testament (OT), direct descendant of Aaron, who served as a priest, scrib...

My Christmas blogs are still being written in January. Tomorrow, it will be February, and I am still at it. I may even step into March.  The...

During the Christmas season, any meet-up with friends, no matter how small, is called a party.   An invite for lunch was extended by the Pub...

While checking/grading the final papers of my students in Critical Writing, I moaned. Many of them had over 70% AI detection score. Is AI so...

On this day last year, just before midnight, Tony bade us goodbye, never to return. And as I remember that day, three words burst in my head...

My close friends were appalled when I told them I had decided to quit classroom teaching, a part-time job I relished for over 20 years.   “W...

Looking back, it seems that my life has been a series of chapters.  Looking deeper, however, these “chapters” are really an overarching, mea...

Museo ng Muntinlupa* said it better than I ever could:  “Yesterday was nothing but smiles, stories, and sparkles for our Grade 5 and Grade 6...