thewanderingdakini There is not a love quite like the love I have for the sky, the mountains and the sea. I throw myself into their arms no matter how happy, how sad, how excited, or how blissful I am. The sea carries me in full embrace, as if I'm a child wrapped in its warm blanket. The sun shining its light on my insides, as I watch it slowly fading through a mackerel sky. The mountains make me overly excited by the wonderful idea of being able to explore and possibly live in other parts of the world. I'd tell the sky, the mountains and the sea my stories. The happy, the lonely, the euphoric and the memorable ones. I'd show them everything. My flaws, my wounds, my heartbreaks, my triumphs, my epiphanies, my loves, my inspirations and my dreams. I'd spill my entire soul into the ocean with the sun reflecting on its ripples as it sets and hides behind the mountains. And they're there, listening. Without discernment or unease. We're just there in acceptance of one another. Because even when the ocean is rough, I know the bottom is at peace. Even when the clouds hide the mountains, I know they can still see my light through the fog. And even when the sun isn't in its brightest, I know it still pull its drifts. We swim in each other's light and darkness, floating side by side. Then they bring me to the single thought that if I ever dared to truly love another man, another job or even another city once more, it should be nothing less than this. Nothing less at all. 16h

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thewanderingdakini the cities grow to be eviscerated of its insides–we make an armor out of life and then we give it a name, sculpting into it some stationary effect so its emptiness may radiate from the inside out. it is in this moment that i am alive and burning, burning bright; as i am slowly ebbing, only to collapse into myself. // traces of summer's mysticism 2d

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thewanderingdakini I don't usually take food pictures but this one just deserves to be posted. Definitely the yummiest homemade peanut butter, coco jam and sticky red rice I have ever tasted! Fresh from Baler, Quezon but now available in the city, thanks to Nanay Pacing's sole distributor -- follow and order directly from her @alwaystina 7d

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thewanderingdakini people say that you can never conquer the mountain. you can only conquer yourself. third highest mountain in the Philippines at 2,922 meters above sea level. this could be the highest i could ascend in this lifetime. / we were still surrounded by total darkness revealing a sky extravagantly painted with stars when we started our ascent to the peak of Mount Pulag. everyone was in euphoria and it made them pause for a while. for me though, there was no time to waste and so i decided to increase my pace and go for the summit. the sun was about to rise when i finally reached the highest peak of Mount Pulag. i sat there stretching in the silence, the early morning air heavy with moisture and the pinks and oranges of sunrise. it is a perfect distillation of solitude. it was a moment of clarity & hope & dreams. i breathed in and indulged myself in the panorama of the sea of clouds and the ocean of mountaintops as i was gasping for air and mentally tapping myself in the back for actually surviving and not dying along the way. / i was at a lost for words. it was one of those magical little moments that i swear i will never, ever forget. this trip illustrates that the greatest measure of who we are is not how we stand up when things are going well, but rather how we respond to difficulty in the extreme. the whole journey before, during and after the climb taught me a lot of things i didn't know about myself, opened doors to new experiences, helped me form new camaraderie and made me realize that my heart is indeed designed to travel and conquer any heights.
mountain climbing makes me continue to flow to more adventures, lessons and lifetime experiences. it reminds me that i am right here, at this very moment, i am stable and safe. namaste! #theflowtribe @flowretreats @annerovs @lopzeelopz @alwaystina
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thewanderingdakini "You’re going to have access to some kind of strength this week, access to powers that live deep inside you, powers that live deep in the center of the earth. This is a week for seeking out magic. This is a week for making good things happen. This is a week for imagining the life you want into being, a week for shaping your own world. It’s so easy to underestimate your own will and your own courage, but try to be brave enough to believe in it." 2w

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thewanderingdakini Eternal sunshine at 1100 MASL. // Today's practice: Breakthrough. Life always gives us what we need, even the painful and wretched parts. When we carry old wounds that aren't resolved, it's the Universe's responsibility to poke at them until we heal them. Accept the gifts of pain and sit with them. It's always better to really feel the emotions. Follow the anger, fear, sadness in your mind and let it play out with your eyes closed almost exaggerating it. After fully feeling it, you can count your blessings and start to change the state you're in. Remember: "the harder you slam the ball into the ground, the higher it bounces back up." So, regardless of the breakup, the divorce, the stressful job, the heartbreaks, the bad news, the disappointments, the loss of a loved one, or even the extra weight gained, - if you're feeling down, and I mean really down, get prepared, because there's only one way to go, and that is UP. #dailypractice #dailyaffirmation 3w

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thewanderingdakini Sometimes I get over-exhilarated by the wonderful idea of being able to explore and possibly live in other parts of the world, and then I wonder why I can’t live to be 950 years old because I know I will never feel satisfied with the amount of earth I touch. #thewanderingdakini #balingkilatnagsasatraverse 3w

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thewanderingdakini When you leave, you begin to understand the worth of what you walked away from. You discover that walking out is not always equivalent to closing doors. Sometimes it means leaving them half-open for the journey back. It is not a virtue possessed by the easily contented. It has always been the beaten down path of the brave.

One fine day, it will be your turn. You will leave homes, cities and countries to pursue grander ambitions. You will leave friends, lovers and possibilities for the chance to roam the world and make deeper connections. You will defy your fear of change, hold your head high and do what you once thought was unthinkable: walk away. And it will be scary. At first. But what I hope you’ll find in the end is that in leaving, you don’t just find love, adventure or freedom. More than anything, you find you. - Isa Garcia
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thewanderingdakini i believe if there’s any kind of God it wouldn’t be in any of us, not you or me but just this little space in between. if there’s any kind of magic in this world it must be in the attempt of understanding someone sharing something. i know, it’s almost impossible to succeed but who cares really? the answer must be in the attempt // the brilliant and striking lines for me from linklater’s glorious before sunrise (1995). a film whose youth, insights and wisdom i feel i am living right now as i look through pictures i've taken during last weekend's inferno traverse climb. #mtbalingkilat #infernotraverse #zambales 3w

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thewanderingdakini The best thing about mountain climbing is that you are forced to be in the present moment. The fear of heights (and/or death due to impromptu bouldering), the exhaustion, the thirst & hunger, and all other noises are silenced. And when you get to the top, the view is unreal. It's so pure and golden. You're on this intoxicating high. And it's damn well worth the climb. 4w

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thewanderingdakini I think we will forever wonder where time goes. But I don't see it as a bad thing, as long as we have lived a loved life. It's just us looking back in retrospect, so we wander, as all humans do. That's one of the greatest things about us. We always hold on two things for dear life: the present moment or the life that is happening now, and nostalgia. Ironically, the complete alternates of each other. But in my universe, they're the perfect lovers, making love to each other with ebb and flow. The present moment is where the bliss seeps in and sends euphoria to the stars inside of us. But nostalgia for people, things and places comes after, clinging to us with this hauntingly beautiful feeling. To want to endure life again because it's just too good not to. To live in the moment until it breaks in your soul, then you look back and it's gone. Leaving you with its very last traces concealed in the depths of your bones for you to be able to taste over and over again. That's being human and my god, it's the most beautiful fucking to be. #dailypractice #dailyaffirmation #thewanderingdakini 4w

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thewanderingdakini today's practice: transformation. just as the race is never finished, and our practice is never done, neither are we. we're born to evolve. sometimes it's graceful and fluid, and sometimes it's a jerky mess. sometimes it's all easy and smooth, and sometimes there are a few setbacks and some minor injuries here and there. it's all good though, because when we say yes to change, we say yes to mess, and we say yes to becoming the people we are meant to be. xx 2nd half mary. didn't beat my PR for 21k, thanks to respiratory issues because of some viral infection but today's my farthest and longest run, 22km! grateful for my pacer/bestfriend who ran with me from starting to finish line. sarap lang! happy Sunday! #natgeorun2015 #namaste #dailypractice #dailyaffirmation #runrio #halfmarathon 1mon

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thewanderingdakini We come from the stars, we're guided by the moon, we feed off a golden sun and we are made of the sea. Our bones are made of starlight, and the freckles on our cheeks represent the tiny pebbles on the ocean floor. Our eyes are a universe that only we, exist in. We are not war torn or collateral, we're the most beautiful royal. Our bodies cradle the earth, our home. To think that we are any less than that would be our heart's greatest disaster. #thewanderingdakini #dailypractice #dailyaffirmation #waterbaby #wandering 1mon

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thewanderingdakini "she loved the sea. she liked the sharp salty smell of the air, and the vastness of the horizons bounded only by a vault of azure sky above. it made her feel small, but free as well." george r.r. martin, a storm of swords (a song of ice and fire, #3) #thewanderingdakini #dailyaffirmation 1mon

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thewanderingdakini "We don't learn to love each other well in the easy moments. Anyone is good company at a cocktail party. But love is born when we misunderstand one another and make it right, when we cry in the kitchen, when we show up uninvited with magazines and granola bars, in an effort to say I love you." - Shauna Niequist 1mon

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thewanderingdakini Today's practice: gratitude. Breathe in. Do you feel that? The air filling your lungs is a gift from the Universe - a special delivery of fresh oxygen to the trillions of cells in your heart, hands, heels and hopes. We inhale 23,000 vital gifts from the Universe each day. That gives us 23,000 exhales to say thank you. May we feel renewed and full of hope this day and in the days to come. A blessed Easter Sunday to you all, little kittens. Happythankyoumoreplease 2mon

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thewanderingdakini "usually an artist’s work is an expression of his personality. john’s is the opposite, which is why he’s everywhere and nowhere at once, visible to the point that he’s invisible, disappearing when he’s right before your very eyes. like a surfer who is not just good but the best—a perfect surfer—john doesn’t ride the wave; he becomes it." Vanity Fair, March 2014 2mon

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thewanderingdakini Fossil Waters

Mornings slip through our fingers, we lay
hammock-bound in vanilla summer’s heat—
you keep telling that myth;
in your bed, your painkiller sleep,
and I read Proust stories aloud
to the dancing trees, dreaming of Normandy.

Days pass with cumulus clouds,
red wine, puppy cuddles,
rain and sadness that seep under the window
and swell the sill.

You have been running and running
and at night my fingers seek
the new fibers of muscle that
pull under your soft skin
like the standard vesture of ships. // as published in Stone Highway Review, Issue 2.3 Spring 2013 issue. two years ago, i got published for the first time. i wrote a piece called fossil waters. today, in celebration of world water day, i ran my first ever half marathon. i'm happy i did it under my predicted time. post-race, i realized how much my life, our lives are revolving around water. how often beautiful things happen when you honor the source and you keep it pure. how i will always be a water baby. if water is life and life is love, then water is love too. always, always create change out of the blue. let love flow. happy world water day! #yogi #dailypractice #dailyaffirmation
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thewanderingdakini This is equinox: the exact moment when day and night are in perfect balance in the sky. I hope that you take a moment to stand here in your own perfect balance, appreciating all the things that had to happen to arrive to this very NOW. After this, daytime and playtime are taking over. Namaste, kittens. #yogi #yogini #thewanderingdakini 2mon

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