|Jeepney from Puerto Princesa|
Fresh from Kathy's initial culture shock in Cebu City, the more natural grit of Puerto Princesa was a refreshing change. This "city" of 250,000 people was the provincial capitol of Palawan and only the recent recipient of substantial tourism or infrastructure development.
|Tricycle from town|
Along the way, we got a flat tire, which apparently is more normal than a trip there without one. If something breaks or goes wrong in the life of a Filipino, it's not an adversity to be overcome, it's just life. You make the best of it and move on. "Bahala na." We were lucky it was only a tire and not something more important like an axle. We arrived in the dark, which became a pattern for us.
|Kalayo, Claire, Kathy, Tara, and Me|
|Orange mudhouse, and Kathy's home for 6 weeks|
|Climbing for coconuts|
|The second floor of Orange building|
|Coming down the stairs from the second floor in Orange|
Maia exists in the spirit of constant transformation. She didn't seem to want the people there to settle into a comfortable space of self-processing. If you were just starting to understand the last heart-wrenching lessons about yourself and life, then she'd throw another curve-ball at you. Each one of us, Pi and Sarah included, were unable to settle and process the major shifts in experience and understanding. If you were at Maia, you simply had to go with her flow. Although she could be loving, she was often an impatient bitch!
|Coconuts and the chopping block on the right.|
Kathy was damn good with a machete by the end.
|Energy school, Kathy as the guinea pig|
|Energy school crew|
My own transformation was equally as intense as Kathy's. I cleaned all of the pain from the past and fears of the future. I completed the journey I had been on for several years - I found my Inner Child. It included more than just play, release of insecurities, or a childhood that was lost. It was finding my Birth Vision as a healer and some of the other reasons I am here on Earth in this lifetime. It was accepting my soul family - oneness with Mother Earth, Father Sun, God-Creator Universe, and everything in existence. And that inevitably led my attention back to my own family. The healing that happened from a distance between myself and my family was deeper and more broad than any healing could have been before I left for SE Asia. It was so fitting that my aunt was there to spark and nurture that healing process as I was sparking and nurturing hers.
|Buying a machete to donate to Maia|
|Permaculture in practice - making hugoculture beds|
|Puerto Princesa friends|
|Playing with local kids|
|Gearing up to walk to Nagtabon|
Back to Cebu
|Dining table of Maian Philosophy|
|Relaxing in Balamban|
|A helper playing Josephine in Balamban|
|What a place to live!|
|Wax flowers of the ginger family|