Those dratted -ber months are back

It’s September again, and that means the so-called -ber months are back (i.e. September, October, November, December). Merry Christmas folks! Yes, that is exactly what you just read, Merry Christmas!!! September 1 marks the beginning of the bizarre concept of Filipino Christmas season and on this day, without fail, all radio stations in the Philippines began the Christmas countdown and the first carols hit the airwaves. I pause for your laughter to subside… I’m still in summer mode here in Berlin, even though the temperatures took a much needed dip Sunday night, and we awoke to a lovely 14C this…

Citizenship: One Step Closer

As you may have noticed from my blogging absence this week, I have been caught up in a whirlwind of activity and incidents. Running around between physiotherapy, psychotherapy, the assorted government offices to submit requirements, and studying for the German citizenship test was a lot to chew. I am supposed to be resting and recovering but everything happened this week, on top of helping my daughter pack up for her great exodus today. Why do I attract crazy situations wherein everything happens at the same time? I had wished for a luxurious recovery time for my aching fractured shoulder, but…

Banana Homesickness

There are things in Asia that one simply cannot find here in Germany, and one of them is decent bananas. Before you go into a tirade about European banana pride, let me remind everyone that bananas are not native to Europe, are all imported from Asia, Latin America or Africa, and the imported bananas must comply with the EU standards and guidelines. Ironically, many of the banana exporting countries are also referred to as banana republics, a derogatory term to describe a developing country with continuous political instability and limited resources to export. This has nothing, absolutely nothing to do…

Restless

Do you know that feeling of being exhausted, emotionally drained, and hollow? It is like a huge dark shadow from a nightmare that has come alive and insists on swallowing me whole. I am restless, eager to break free and simply sail away, but where to? My bucket list is long, funds are low, obligations are high, and at the moment the list of things (and people) I don’t want in my life anymore is alarmingly long. But what do I want? Ha! That is the million Euro question, to which I have no answer at the moment. All I…

New Year Abundance Bowl

Every year I agonise over my New Year’s Abundance Bowl, hoping that I manage to find my 13 round fruits, as per Feng Shui tradition. For those of you who do not follow Feng Shui, you might be wondering what the big deal is here. Well, the tradition in my family began with my aunt many years ago. As a businesswoman, it was always in her interest to attract money to her home and shop, so she diligently followed the advice of her Chinese colleagues. Since my parents and I lived in Mexico during the early years and were never…

On The Sixth Day of Christmas… Simbang Gabi Went Online

Social Media Missionaries… that has to be the strangest and most bizarre term I have heard thus far, and had I not heard it myself yesterday, I never would have believed it. But I am getting ahead of the story.  Yesterday, not only marked the third Sunday of Advent (Gaudete Sunday), but also the beginning of a yearly and hallowed tradition in the Philippines of the dawn masses called Simbang Gabi. For the next nine days leading up to Christmas, Filipino Catholics flock to the churches at 4:00am, a sacrifice in every sense of the word. My daughter and I…

The Magnifica Comes Home

There certain instances in life that simply have to be accepted as they enter your life, or leave, without any explanation or scientific reasoning possible. It just is. With such a precept, I would normally write about people who pass through my life, journey with me, and then follow their own path. This is a fact of life that I have come to accept, surrendered to, and ceased to question. The reason will eventually be revealed later on. This time it is a plant. Ever since I laid eyes on the Medinilla Magnifica over 20 years ago, it secretly became…