closing 2013: a visual diary

***Warning : long and self-indulgent post.  Sharing for you, friends, to bear witness.  To those that do, thank you.***

The new year always starts early for me.  I mark it on my birthday, the 15th of December.

Yolanda has made it a struggle to welcome the coming year with joy, and on top of that, am so feeling the birthday blues.

Today, twenty days before the next turn, I followed an inner prodding to re-collect the past year.

Here’s to closing 2013 in understanding and healing:

Backtrack for context: September 2012 I moved into a new home that took me two years to build. Much, much love went into that house and it was my intent to start planting seeds of all kinds there.

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December 2012 saw me more settled in, but already braving new questions, among them, “What now?”
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It was an exercise in trusting that I was exactly where I needed to be:
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A new home meant new energy, and many days were spent welcoming friends and family into that space.
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With the stress of homebuilding behind me, I could also relax more.
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There were silly days…
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…and foony nights!
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…and lots of sun, sand, and sea time:
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February 2013 I started to bike and I also joined a painting group.  Learned that serious and play do mix — I had so much fun! Parang laro lang.  Araw-araw, laro lang.

The next few months were also open-ended: I had a moment of clarity in January to dedicate my life to painting — that yes, this is it for me.

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…but the how of it was still not known to me:

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There was the call of NY and Florence, and a trip to hop, hop, hop around Europe for a while, or maybe just paint on my own…
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In the end, it was the call of Pinoy grounding and community that prevailed:
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I gave my application to the state university’s painting program in February and didn’t hear from them for two months.  I had no idea what it meant when I got a text to come in for a portfolio review and talent test.
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It was a case of jumping right in.  Lundag lang.  All I had were the heart and dedication of a person with nothing to lose.  And I needed to put myself out there.  It was time.

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The dream of putting up an art community was still there…
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And Tagaytay seemed perfect for a “flying” school.
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But so many questions were still up and about.
Sino ba ako?
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Saan ako papunta?
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Sigurado ba ako dyan?
It was a time to listen.

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…and move forward.
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…to add myself into the mix:
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The first semester came and went, away from my new home, with no time for doodling, and no time for the art house.

One of the drawbacks of jumping right in: no time to anticipate what’s ahead.  On many days and nights, I struggled to trust that I chose correctly.
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I missed my old life.
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I missed being mad and free:
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But always, we just find ourselves exactly where we are supposed to be.
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Everything happens as it should.
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Even horrors that go beyond understanding:
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We continue to move forward, and cross the threshold:
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…to swim, sometimes with our eyes closed, but always with our hearts open.
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Because what’s to come will surprise us, in awe and in love.
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Always in love.

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