May 2012
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“What is deep listening? Sama is
a greeting from the secret ones inside
the...”
– “Listening” Jelaluddin Rumi (trans. Coleman Barks)
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Si Tita, Si Mama, Si Abbie, Si Elvie.
The first memory I had of her was when we first landed in the Philippines. Elvie and Norman were living in Angeles City, where the US bases were, a logical choice to settle down with my parents because the bases were all they knew in their early married life. It was late, and her eldest son Bogart was doing some homework. He was pushing a pen into a pencil sharpener. Sensing his frustration, Elvie...
