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“Imagining a life spent by the beach with every surfing adventure, a lifestyle that revolves around finding and riding wave after wave — knowing that that sort of high is simply within reach — and the utter simplified life, consciously relaxing your mind and forgetting all the other life matters as you paddle out to meet that wave you’re going to ride.

I’m no longer surprised why there are folks who choose to live to surf.”
– Siargao, uncovering the life in and around the ocean

I still wake up to the call of the waves, sometimes. Yes, my heart’s set on answering.

I’ll see you again, Siargao.

Trivia: Photo taken at Cloud 9, Siargao, Philippines; October 2011.

Change that forges its way through and around obstacles towards its destination. Carves, reacts, erodes, and deflects. Creates art, sustains life. Resourceful and noble, an immeasurable and fleeting force.

It can adapt. We are only asked to respect it. It is infinitely wiser than we ever dare think it to be. It knows where it’s going and that’s where it will ultimately end up regardless of what it may encounter. You can try to control it, manipulate it, destroy it. In the end, you’ll realise that you may never lord over it at all.

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Cold wind caresses my face; I refuse to turn away. My mind had seen what my eyes had not. I hold on to my heart and let it do what it does best. My hands can only obey.

In swiftness, in haste.
What is there to see?
Quickly, quickly —
Do things make sense?

Emotion champions over reason. I loved and loved deeply. You touch my thoughts in fragments, in bursts. Do I? Should I? Why would I? But I’m left with just this memory of having loved you deeply.

In swiftness, in haste.
What is left to see?
Quickly, quickly —
Will anything ever make sense?

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Trivia: Pine trees, clouds and the blue sky. Taken whilst in transit on the winding roads leading to Camp John Hay in Baguio, Philippines; May 2009.

I wonder if I truly see the true beauty of the mundane. A life we consider extraordinarily dull may just be a rare gem for others. Do we pause and say thanks for letting us get a glimpse of their treasure?

We scoff at the everyday rustics of the roads we take in life. Are we really all that far above them? Perhaps if we take a moment and let the flare of light get pass the reflection of ourselves that we seem to have mired our vision of the rest of the world, we’ll see that moments pass in a blur and yes, taking stock in the little things will eventually count.

Life is like that it seems.

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A sick day brings back memories of a recent trip to Australia. The land of green and gold. Thoughts of Summer often cheer me up.

Starting with the little things. One would simply walk past them without a second glance. Missing the beauty of something wild and untamed. How it adapts and changes with its surroundings.

To the bigger things.

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