Archive for April, 2026



What is living intentionally? It is living mindfully, in rhythm with one’s purpose and core values. It is knowing your priorities and making choices with as little distraction as possible, opting for a lifestyle that is not dictated nor ruled by external pressures. It is knowing what truly matters in one’s life and doing away with stuff that obstructs the path towards a meaningful existence. Often enough we plod along thinking we are on the right direction, pursuing dreams that may not exactly work for us. Trading precious time for more cash like it’s a coping mechanism that we don’t need. The chase is endless, and we may never be aware of it. It is not actually a financial issue, but rather an emotional issue. An attachment, if you like. Not necessarily to material considerations but more likely to control issues. Like we may wrongly mistake quitting as a misguided decision. Like dropping the chase in the middle of what seems to be perfectly working may be regarded as ill-advised and poor judgment. Naaaahhhh. Don’t allow yourselves to lose confidence in what you already have, possess and enjoy. Be fully aware of your life and identity. Appreciate where you are now and know that life is not finite. Focus. Enjoy. Be present.

Illusions. Don’t be fooled. What seems to work for you may actually be deterring you from the pursuit of what truly matters. At a certain point in our lives, we need that “lightbulb moment”. A point where we pause, stay still, and actually ask ourselves — do I need this? It can be a job, a hobby, a person, a self-image. Many things we regard and even assume as a default situation. Things may have grown to be so comfortable that we fail to absorb that we can derive a more positive energy by finding meaning in what we actually do. The choices are there. We need not be boxed in within what has become familiar, convenient and easy for us.

Pause. Think. Be still. How is your present? Not your past — you’d be surprised not too many people are interested in your past. Nor your future — as people are wont to guess or place their bets on what’s uncertain. I have asked many retirees this question. Well past and into their 70’s, many are still hung up on how they can stretch their nest eggs like they’d like to live up to a hundred. I mean, how much more do we really need? Or, that compelling need to attain a certain status, to leave some legacy if only to assert our sense of importance? Seriously? At this late stage, do we really still need that? I must admit — I am still surprised by how others start unraveling. And as more layers are peeled off, I can only remain grateful for the divine guidance to discern when it is time to stop, let go and detach.


It’s the Anzac weekend here in Australia and we’re spending it in Culburra Beach . Booked a 4 bedroom beachfront cottage good for our entire family plus pets. Reminded me of our Lake Conjola weekends until my nephew lost the lake house in a New Year’s Eve bushfire 🥲 The temp’s dropping and this tropical dame started worrying over her inadequate wardrobe. Having arrived here over a month ago with clothing good for only 3 days and hardly any fit for chilly mornings, I had to make do with a borrowed hoodie, fleece coat and puffer jacket. No chance I’d be out there in the sandy beach with the dogs. From beach end to end, it’s a 5 kilometer stretch and one has many spot options to watch the sun rise or set. I can choose to stay out with the kids and pets while the rest of family preps our meals. A perfect way to shun kitchen duties, but one has to endure the cold. Not exactly a brilliant idea to chill (pardon the pun) 🥶

Culburra Beach in the South Coast

We brought 2 dogs and 2 guinea pigs with us. I wonder if they’re excited to spot a pod of dolphins here or a romp at the beach is enough to make them happy. Maybe we’d all be lucky to even spot whales? Gritting my teeth as the cold wind blows, I remember previous beach weekends in Narooma, Kiama, Jervis Bay and Anna Bay. My OZ family is very outdoorsy and the men are very much into rock climbing and bush walking. Like we can talk the whole evening just talking about hiking shoes and sneakers. As for the women? We talk about the men and their idiosyncrasies 🤣 And between my sister and me, we have a long history to recall.

Culburra Sunrise
Our crib for the AnZac weekend

So you get the drift. This family weekend trip is all we need to chatter endlessly, stroll the beach, walk the dogs and feast on Filipino food like Trump finally managed to start World War III. You’d be shocked to find our food stash being unloaded from the car trunks. A weekend? You’d think we’d be here for 2 weeks! But that’s par for the course. If there’s something we typically overdo, it is in the feeding department. Culburra just happens to be the chosen destination and chilly or not, we’re here to have a fun weekend.

Einstein enjoying the beach.