The Heart Speaks, Writing in Tears

    The heart speaks,¬†writing in tears. The voice of the heart is silent. It can only gesture. The heart is a mute. It cannot voice out. It is not loud, it is not clear, it is not exposed. The message of the heart is hidden. So many words are being swallowed up unspoken, or…

Pope St. Martin I

Today is the feast day of Pope Saint Martin I. We remember his outspoken declaration of the Truth against¬†Monothelitism. His refusal to remain silent against the wrong resulted in his being abducted by Emperor Constance II and the Pope died a friendless death in exile. He did not forget to pray for all people to…

I Am Always Looking for You

¬† * * * All the words you have left unsaid, All the songs you have left unsung, All the paintings you have left unpainted, All the loves you have left unfulfilled, All the dreams you have left unvisited, All the memories you have left uncreated, All the times you have left unlived…   You…

Lonely Little Duck

Not long ago, I was sitting at the big table alone in a cafe one early Saturday morning. I always go for the biggest table if I could because I like to spread out my computer, books, notebooks, newspapers, or whatever I have brought with me all over the table. On this day, I sat…

The Allure of Solitude

  I love Mr. Kats’s photography as much as his writings directly coming from his farm lifestyle. I love his photos because of its real-life feel. It’s not touched up professionally so much, manipulated, or setup. It’s all real. It comes from his own life, and for every photo, he has a real life story…