thewanderingdakini “I figured I had gone into the literary racket because I had urgent and profound things to say about the world and because I was a deeply creative person. But looking back, I can see that the instigating impulse for me, for all of us really, was therapeutic. We were writing to confront what Faulkner called “the human heart in conflict with itself.” And not just any hearts. Our hearts.” -This should probably be Eugene Lang’s official motto (and maybe @instagram’s and Tumblr’s too.) 2d

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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. xx traces of summer's mysticism 5d

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thewanderingdakini This gossamer, this shade of mind, this breathing, this small sleep, this Heraclitean, this circumference, this frame of thought, this root system, this plane leaf, this noumena, this stream, this thought that is called I, this habit, this clockwork, this handiwork, this ghost house, this neighbor, this harbor, this topography, this desperate scraping, this language, this fractal light, this. - Kristen Case, “Haecceity,” TEMPLE #neverstopexploring 2w

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thewanderingdakini “This week might feel like you’re returning to an older version of yourself, like you’re remembering something sweet inside you that got lost long ago. This week, the whole world around you might feel familiar but strange, old but different. This return to yourself doesn’t have to feel like a retreat, because it isn’t. Even while you keep moving and growing, there’s a kernel of truth inside of you that you’ll keep coming back to, over and over again. Watch the moon change in the sky. Watch the trees grow new green leaves again.” #neverstopexploring #affirmation #yogini #travel #wanderlust 2w

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thewanderingdakini Sometimes I crave the vastness of the mountains like I crave the gentle hand of a lover, on days like this I am filled with love for the Earth I think I will choke on it. Both land and sea are drifting to the pinnacle of summer and I’m slipping like a fog through the Pacific. #neverstopexploring #mountains #passionpassport 2w

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thewanderingdakini This year's summer is memorable because finally, I was able to head to Northern Mindanao, up the coast through Cagayan de Oro—built-up, world-weary Cagayan, which feels like the anti-Mindanao—and from there to Camiguin Island and to the infamous White Sandbar. It was bizarre. As if the stars collapsed into the ocean. As we snorkel around the white sandbar and around our boat, bioluminescent planktons start gleaming around us. Clang, Joca, Jomay, Ian and I are yelling and laughing at how magical everything is as we draw galaxies and swirling stars with our bodies. On our way back to Camiguin Island, I stick my hand in the sea. And the stars keep igniting out of my fingertips. The stillness of that afternoon in Camiguin stays with me, muting the blazing traffic on the expressway and blurring the glitters of the Divisoria district’s seaside high-rises and even the thrill of arriving in one of Mindanao’s most dynamic cities. I am surprised by this. After all, I’ve been longing to see this far south region for years. But something inside me still lingers in the quietude of the last few days, in those places where, it turns out, a totally unexpected Mindanao was waiting. @passionpassport @hostelworld #PPMeetTheWorld #passionpassport #neverstopexploring 2w

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thewanderingdakini Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? #mybabies 3w

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thewanderingdakini From the time of calms in the Indian Ocean where Bernard Moitessier was depressed and discovered yoga as a means of controlling his moods, he started to think of not returning to Europe which he saw as a cause of many of his worries. The aim of continuing his voyage on again to the Galapagos Islands strengthened as he passed through the Pacific though he was determined to complete the circumnavigation first. Finally, having passed Cape Horn, he had a crisis when a south-easterly gale started blowing him north again, and his account of his thought processes before he turned for the Cape of Good Hope reflects inner turmoil. However, the manner of his resignation, as he tells the story, is a key part of his reputation. Communicating with his London Times correspondent via firing by catapult (slingshot) a message onto the deck of a passing ship, he said: “...parce que je suis heureux en mer et peut-être pour sauver mon ame” (“...because I am happy at sea and perhaps to save my soul”). Happy World Oceans Day, my fellow water babies! 🐋 #neverstopexploring #vscocam 3w

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thewanderingdakini It was a beautiful day. The intoxicating fresh mountain smell I love so much filled the air. The nothingness heavy with moisture and the pinks and oranges of sunrise. I felt happy. So I engaged with it the best way I knew how. I felt it. I embraced it. I swam in the ocean of clouds with it. We cried tears of joy and we floated in that same sea of clouds together. Today, I imagined that I was floating way beyond the Sun, beyond the clouds, watching the Earth suspended in the radiance, in the vastness of the cosmos, floating with the sea of stars. I laid my back on the grass and gazed at the sky. I imagined the Sun, and all the moons in the Universe in one straight line, feeding me with their flare and illuminating on my insides. Tears flowed instantly. I cried with happiness. Then I felt the sea of emotions rush as I floated with it. Realizing that this is life, that this is one of the most beautiful things about being human in this world. That experiencing and learning all the spectrums of human emotions is something we should embrace. With understanding and grace, we must close our eyes for the drifting, then we sit with it, have a cup of coffee with it, hold hands with it, float with it. And when the time comes to let it go, let it go. #JobAtHeavenOnEarth @hillsidebeachclub @jobatheavenonearth #neverstopexploring #thewanderingdakini 3w

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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. #JobAtHeavenOnEarth @hillsidebeachclub @jobatheavenonearth #neverstopexploring #vscocam 3w

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thewanderingdakini The more you let other people’s bad vibes affect you, the deeper you get pulled into a world you don’t belong in. It’s their negative energy, not yours. Let go of it. Block it. Then keep giving off good vibes and spreading your pure, bright light. Stay golden, you beautiful kittens. #JobAtHeavenOnEarth #thewanderingdakini #theflowtribe @hillsidebeachclub @jobatheavenonearth 4w

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thewanderingdakini “think. there are moments in life that tempt us into imagining that we are the only ones in the world struggling, that the mountain is ours alone. but life shows us the light in the most interesting of ways. circumstances conspire to tell us that we are not alone. that notwithstanding our challenges, there are people in our midst who are going through their own — even greater — struggles. and occasion 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.” - Daniel Noll, Our Mountains, Our Struggles: Mt. Kilimanjaro #JobAtHeavenOnEarth @jobatheavenonearth @hillsidebeachclub #neverstopexploring #travel #vscocam 4w

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thewanderingdakini "So many people glorify and romanticize “busy”. I do not. I value purpose. I believe in resting in reason and moving in passion. If you’re always busy/moving, you will miss important details. I like the mountain. Still, but when it moves, lands shift and earth quakes." #neverstopexploring #vscocam #JobAtHeavenOnEarth @hillsidebeachclub 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 thing to be. #JobAtHeavenOnEarth @hillsidebeachclub #viewloves @viewtravelmagazine 4w

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thewanderingdakini "It’s time to unbind, my innocent little peach. It’s time to evolve. I want you to write that word on a piece of paper and tape it to your bathroom mirror. Evolve. Every time you look at yourself say the word out loud. Evolve. It’s one of my favorite words. It comes from the Latin evolvere, which means to unroll. I hope when you say that word out loud to yourself you’ll imagine this time of your life as a great, brave unrolling. Of all the obligations we have to ourselves, I believe that evolving is the most vital. Unrolling is at the very heart of the most important work we have to do. And though that unrolling means something different for each one of us, it essentially means releasing whatever it is we’ve kept bundled into the cocoon. For you, right now, it means to open wider, to risk harder, to reach less carefully, to taste more freely, to add the letters beyond a, b and c to your list and to work your way all the way down through z." ️ | DEAR SUGAR, The Rumpus Advice Column #43: Unrolling | Evolve, my dear little kittens. 4w

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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. #JobAtHeavenOnEarth @hillsidebeachclub @jobatheavenonearth #neverstopexploring 1mon

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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 1mon

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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 1mon

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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 was 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." 2mon

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