Recently, I have been publishing less of my experiences in the Philippines. With many thoughts, feelings and emotions that have come and gone, those that hurt and those that cheer, ones that linger and ones that bury deep, I still carefully record and document them. My feelings are mixed, but nonetheless bold. My stories and experiences flow strong and continuous, yet my voice run quiet. Restriction do not let me to passionately share my personal experiences and stories as I have originally planned, but the course of life carries on and keeps me from moving forward. To share this entry within this moment is my first in breaking the silence. This in itself is an adventure. Not by instinctual or compulsive choice, rather by moral reflection, it remains a path I need to take, and it is a path I can still discover, cherish and appreciate.
Sharing my experience of silence is somewhat difficult, and it remains a task I hope to realize. It will remain a reflection of morals and values, and worth more than words can rationalize. Patience is not something you wait for, it is something you work on. With words and the lack of word, silence and patience can reveal true character.