The Light of Luna


“Ang taong may damdamin ay hindi alipin”. – Heneral Antonio Luna

~Its raining outside, lightning breaks the far horizon while thunder echoed through the monotonous sound of the falling heavy september rain outside with no hint of stopping anytime. An afternoon flight lands on the nearby airport across the soaking green field eager to catch every drop. A caged bird chirp as a particularly fat drop of rain falls inside the metal bar and on its head. The electricity went out. A puddle begins to collect near the gate.

Perhaps there is no better way to go down the history lane, than being in the dark room, thoughts and snippets of the movie filling your mind as you will time to go away. ~

Okey, enough of those mushy stuff above.  The real reason why I’m being nostalgic on the first two paragraphs is Heneral Luna,  yes, the movie,  and YES, THIS IS A VERY LATE POST. 😂 For those of you who are not currently in the Philippines, the movie is the country’s Official Entry to Oscar’s Award For Best Foreign Language Movie, and it’s still creating ripples among the academe and film community.

Luna, full name : General Antonio Luna, was a son of a prominent family who’s wealth opened a lot of doors for education, experience and opportunities.  A man of many talents, his work in chemistry was recognized abroad, at the time when filipinos were still struggling to gain its own identity after being under other nations influence and power. Luna is a doctor,  a poet and a journalist whose pen proved to be a thousand times mightier than a sword.

He has been a bright light of hope for a country in the midst of a tumultious era.  A worthy general who was respected by his adversary for his courage, strength and dignity. He is a man who laughed at the face of imminent  danger. He’s opponents in the film believed him to be half mad, like his brother who was said to have killed his wife and in-law, mostly because of his rages and unpredictable temperaments.

History was vague about his true love life, but I suspect he loved as deep as all the passion he has in fighting for freedom in his time.  After all, they say he was willing to lay down his life in a duel with Rizal while both courting an unknown lady in France.

The film is superb work.  Amazing cast.  Good storytelling. Excellent cinematic effect.  All the awesome things you want to see in a movie. really entertaining.  It presented a deep, meaningful definition into the word “Bayani”.  Something our youth can emulate and be proud of.  A legacy to us all. 

I am admittedly not a fan of historical films as it tends  to bore me to sleep.  But this one kept me wide-eyed from first to last scene. (Cried some too. )

Cinematic par excellence aside:

a. It reflects what we filipinos are known to the world for: laughing amidst problems, through crisis, across the storm, formidable spirits that we are.

b. A glimpse of present Philippine social and political situations (American allies’ presence in the Philippines and the government’s stand on the West Philippines Sea)

And lastly, no matter how BADASS a general you are, you will always be little boy/girl in your mother’s eyes.  And you can still get slapped if you took so long to open the door.  lol (yes, that’s on top of my most favorite scenes) 😂😂😂


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Antonio Luna – Filipino, Hero, Son, Human.

Go watch.  It’s good for any day of the week.


Me with my officemates buying lot (and lots) of junkfoods.


While waiting for the movie to start

What’s your favorite movie?

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Dancing in the sand, Rolling with the wind

Nature is always an unfailing mountain of inspiration. To calm your mind, go for a walk at dawn in the park, or watch the dew on a rose in a garden. Lie on the ground and gaze up into the sky, and let your mind expand into its spaciousness. Let the sky outside awaken a sky inside your mind. Stand by a stream and mingle your mind with its rushing; become one with its ceaseless sound. Sit by a waterfall and let its healing laughter purify your spirit. Walk on a beach and take the sea wind full and sweet against your face. Celebrate and use the beauty of moonlight to poise your mind. Sit by a lake or in a garden and, breathing quietly, let your mind fall silent as the moon comes up majestically and slowly in the cloudless night. ” ~ Glimpse After Glimpse (Daily Reflections on Living and Dying by Sogyal Rinpoche

My sister and I spent Sunday afternoon at the beach. About 1o-minute walk from the house, the area is surrounded by coconut trees and isolated except for a few teenagers living nearby taking some old coconut to be used for cooking lunch. We passed by the No Trespassing Sign and greeted the old caretaker cleaning and clearing some weeds near the path. He nodded at us.

The cold touch of the sea on my feet did not do anything to encourage me further, so I took out a book i bought about a month ago at the shop selling used books at very low prices, from my battered bag and decided to lay down beside a washed-out log. Halfway through page 33 (I’ve been reading the book for 3 weeks now) when I felt something ticklish on my left foot. Turned out a gray crab was digging very closed. He frozed when I moved. So I slowly turned to the other side to give him more room on his archeologic venture. I hope he discover some roman villa under the sand there.

Distracted, I put down the book and stared at the vast blue sky and soft cotton clouds slowly moving away. I tried to form shapes as my bestie NiNi and I always do during some leisure time at the field outside work.

But I guessed my cloud-shape reader was turned off. Or maybe the clouds just have no time to entertain me as they continued to move away with the wind. My thoughts drifted along. I must have fallen asleep because when I opened my eyes, the blue above me seems a little bit darker, and the water was a little farther away.

I looked for the crab. But he never got out of the hole again.

I drunked in the quietness. Some thoughts nagged at the back of my mind but I tried to focus my thoughts on the swaying of the leaves. Some images passed by, but I refused to give in.

I won.

For 2 minutes. Then I remember I didn’t had lunch. And pictures of corned beef with potatoes and egg (My favorite) came back. And as if on cue, my stomach grumbled rather very audibly. 😂😁:mrgreen::D


Here's my #ootd. The skirt was recycled by me and originally intended for a fairy costume party, but it was cancelled.


Me, trying to act as if this is a stolen shot hehe

I hope you (had or) are having a good Sunday.

Go live some.

Carpe Diem!

~ your Island Girl