The subject of re-writing

When I saw that I committed some typos in my previous blogs, the OC in me wanted to change them immediately. Suddenly, I remembered what my former professor Ms. Che-Che Lazaro wrote in my journal-assignment. "I shouldn't re-write," she quipped. A free-flow of thoughts is much more desirable. This reminds me of the advice Prof. Forrester gave to his young prodigy, in the movie Finding Forrester. "Just write," he said, "Don't think." I guess the movie was really so powerful because during my interview as a freelance contributor at Prevention Magazine, a publication of Summit Media, even my future editor was quoting the same words to me!

Speaking of Prevention, I'd like to share with you my very first article published by a leading publishing house.

Here's the second part:

Tobeyaki Pottery in Ehime (Part 2)

Tobeyaki pottery certainly made a great impression on me. Perhaps it was the fact that one of the potters who so generously taught us was a Filipina! She was Mrs. Alyne Ohigashi. She first went to Japan in 1983. Five years later, she put up her own pottery house! She became so respected in her field that's why she received the Ehime Prefectural Governor's Award at the Tobetown Cultural Festival in 1995. Here's the link to her website.

Alyne Ohigashi's Website

Tobeyaki pottery became Mrs. Ohigashi's life. To show you how much fun it is to make tobeyaki, here's a snapshot on how the ware is first molded on a wheel called "rokuro."

Actually there are still 6 steps needed before you can paint on the ware. Like what we did in this snapshot.

My article on Ezine...

I was so happy when I found out that published my short article on Tobeyaki pottery. That was my first work published by an online site. Even though I didn't receive any financial remuneration for it, I was still glad I took the time to write it. I've always wanted to write something about my experience as a Philippine delegate to the 21st Friendship Programme by the Japan Information cooperation Agency. It happened a decade ago but I can still feel the clay in my hands while twirling the machine needed for making tobeyaki pottery.

To give you an idea on what it's all about, here's a snapshot of Tobeyaki pottery.

Here's the link to my Tobeyaki Pottery article on Enjoy reading it!

Tobeyaki Pottery by Kaye Langit-Luistro on

Happy Grandparents' Day!

It's but fitting to share this Health Today Magazine article from a couple of years back. Whenever I read it, I can't help but be grateful to my mega-patient grandmother. Mind you, I was a very precocious 7 year old. But she doted on me all the same! To this day, I can't help but smile whenever I think of her and how she let me choose my favorite candy. I guess that's a good memory to stick to. And not that one when I discovered that she has succumbed to another heart attack. Life has a way of making you cherish the person more after she's gone. Sad, but true. That's why I've been looking at her old photos lately to help me remember her quiet grace and selflessness. Traits that I truly want to learn and live by.

Read the article and start reminisching about your own lolos and lolas. Cheers!

Parenting 2 by Kaye Langit-Luistro

Re-evaluating my life

My baby boy Lance gives me so much joy. Just look at him, and you'll understand.

But when you're at home changing diapers, feeding and caring for your baby's needs 24/7, you tend to ask yourself, if you still know how to do something else. I began watching my taped newscasts, and remembered my ABS-CBN days. And then I wished that I can transfer them to DVD. Browsing through the net I came along this link: VHS to DVD Transfer

I told myself that once all my newscasts and reports have been transferred to DVD, I should upload them to and to sort of promote my stuff. As a freelancer, I need to come up with ways to generate a lot of homebased opportunities for myself.

Here's a screenshot of myself as a a newscaster.

Rogue Assassin (also known as War)Directed by: Phillip Atwell. Scriptwriters: Lee Smith & Gregory Bradley

In “Rogue Assassin,”Jet Li dons the villain suit for the second time since“Lethal Weapon 4,”with Hollywood superstar Mel Gibson in the title role. But in Rogue, Li is of course the lead, alongside Jason Statham of “The Transporter” series. The film follows FBI agent Jack Crawford’s (Statham) vindictive search for the dangerously elusive Rogue (Li), responsible for the murder of Crawford's partner. When Rogue resurfaced, Crawford didn’t only have his nemesis to think of but also the escalating “turf war between Chinese mob leader Chang (John Lone) and Japanese Yakuza boss Shiro (Ryo Ishibashi)."

The film feasted on the three G's linked with organized crime: girls, guns and gore! Characters shouted profanities and insults at every twist and turn, with a brutal detail: decapitation—an unusual form of punishment as far back as the time of the Samurai, the military nobility of pre-industrial Japan.

Rogue Assassin's theme is reminiscent of the 2000 blockbuster "Romeo Must Die"which launched Li as a bankable Hollywood leading man.He pursued a similar thematic vein in "Kiss of the Dragon" (2001) and “Cradle 2 the Grave" (2003).
Unlike in these 3 films, Li's superlative Wushu skills were displayed on a bare minimum and an hour 15 minutes late. Yes, Li’s moves on screen are not called "Kung Fu," but are actually borrowed from "Wushu," an elegant, dance-like and almost hypnotic form of Martial arts. Whatever name you want to call Li’s style, it’s a far cry from his brand of fighting found in earlier works such as “Hero,” “The One” and “Fearless."

But Jet Li still managed to shine in the film with his powerful bearing and magnetic character. A disciple of method acting first taught by the great Constantin Stanislavski, Li plunges into the role so effectively that you’ve actually started to believe that he is Rogue. Or is he who he really says he is?

Nadie Como Tú (Spanish version of There is None Like You) by Danilo Montero

Thanks to my brother-in-law's endless fascination with anything Español, I got introduced to the Spanish version of There Is None Like You which I consider to be one of my favorite worship songs of all time.  I remember that I fell in love with it the first time I heard it and the same thing happened when I first listened to its Spanish version, Nadie Como Tú.  I found the translation mellifluous and incredibly successful in retaining the mood, tone and message of its English counterpart. 

Here's the Spanish version complete with lyrics followed by the English original. May our hearts and minds be joined as one in the belief that there is really no one else in this world who loves you and me more than our God.

Nadie como tú
Nadie mas llena mi ser como tú
Por la eternidad podría buscar
Mas no hay Nadie como tú.

Tu misericordia es como un río
Tus manos traen sanidad
Los niños hayan en ti su refugio
Nadie como tu

Nadie como tu
Nadie mas llena mi ser como tu
Por la eternidad podría buscar
mas no hay Nadie mas como tu.
Nadie como tu

Nadie como tu
Por la eternidad podría buscar
Mas no hay nadie como tu.

Courtesy of stelordbone on Youtube
There Is None Like You
Words and Music by Lenny LeBlanc
Performed by: Lenny LeBlanc
© 1991 Integrity's Hosanna! Music

There is none like You
No one else can touch my heart like You do
I could search for all eternity long and find
There is none like You
Your mercy flows like a river wide
And healing comes from
Your hands

 Suffering childen are safe in Your arms
There is none like You
I could search for all eternity long and find
There is none
There is none
There is none like You.

Thanks U for sharing these songs with us.

El Poder De Tu Amor (Spanish Version of The Power of Your Love)

If you feel like your daily devotion has lost its luster, try singing your favorite praise and worship song in a different tongue.

 Ever since I've begun learning the Spanish equivalent of “The Power of Your Love,” my devotionals have become more meaningful.

The song helped me realize that I could bare my soul to God devoid of any judgment. And in an amazing display of affection, He embraces and keeps me safe "por el poder de tu amor."

El Poder De Tu Amor
by Ingrid Rosario 

Vengo a ti Señor
cambiame renuevame
Por la gracia que encontre en
Ahora se que las
debilidades que hay en mi
Desvanecerán por el Poder de
tu amor.

con tu amor rodeame
cerca quiero estar
Y al esperar
nuevas fuerzas yo tendré
Y me levantaré
como las aguilas
Por el poder de tu amor.

Yo te quiero ver
cara a cara oh Señor,
y conocer así más
de ti en mi.
Preparame Señor
para hacer tu voluntad
viviendo cada día
por el poder de tu amor.

con tu amor rodeame
cerca quiero estar
Y al esperar, nuevas fuerzas yo tendré
Y me levantaré como las aguilas
Por el poder de tu amor.
Y me levantaré como las aguilas
Por el poder de tu amor.

Here's the English translation to make it easier for all of us to understand the beauty of the song. 

The Power of Your love Lyrics
Words and Music by Geoff Bullock
Artist: Maranatha Singers

Lord I come to You
Let my heart be changed, renewed
Flowing from the grace
That I've found in You.
Lord I've come to know
The weaknesses I see
In me
Will be stripped away
By the power of Your love.

Hold me close
Let Your love surround me
Bring me near
Draw me to Your side
And as I wait
I'll rise up like the eagle
And I will soar with You
Your Spirit leads me on
In the power of Your love

Lord unveil my eyes
Let me see You face to face
The knowledge of Your love
As You live in me
Lord renew my mind
As Your will unfolds in my life
In living every day
By the power of Your love.

Thanks U for sharing these songs with us.

Rekindle Your Spirit: Remembering mommy...

In 1995, my mom went into surgery to remove a suspicious tumor from her right armpit. After the surgery, her doctor showed me this tumor which literally looked like a cabbage. Her doctor said that he needed to run some tests to find out for sure if the tumor was malignant or not. That life-altering moment was still very vivid in my mind, because I’ve never felt so dizzy and nauseated my entire life. When I was ushered into the recovery room, I saw my mom sleeping; clearly the general anesthesia hasn’t worn off yet. I’ve never ever seen her that utterly helpless before!

Sometime later, the doctor confirmed a horrible truth: My mom had non- Hodgkin’s Lymphoma, cancer of the lymph nodes, and one of the most aggressive forms of cancer. Proof was that a mere three years later, that spiteful tumor has metastasized into my mom’s spine, stomach, uterus, and intestines.

The next five years became a vicious body-draining and spirit-sucking road to our own Calvary. A barrage of life-changing medical interventions left the family grasping for air on a moment-to moment basis. But it was especially hard on my mom’s body because she had to endure monthly chemotherapy sessions, even cobalt therapy later on. After her chemo, we visited her oncologist for check-ups which always included granocide injections to raise her white blood cells (WBC) worth P6000 per vial, which went up to 6 vials per visit, depending on my mom’s blood test. My mom also underwent an avalanche of laboratory tests, such as CT scans, bone scans, 2 D-echo’s, and the dreadful bone marrow aspiration, where a gargantuan needle was stuck right through the spine to draw blood, eliciting heart-wrenching cries from her.

I had to be strong on the outside because I was her sole companion through the whole ordeal, despite the incredulous fear that left me shaking and trembling on the inside. What kept me sane through it all? Reflecting on the life story of Joseph in the Old Testament was my anti-depressant! 

And Cam Floria’s musical rendition of this great man’s life woke me up in the morning; calmed me at night; kept me grateful during moments in between:

“When doubt and disappointment
Hide the morning sun
When all my dreams have ended
All my songs are sung.
His spirit soars within me
Every doubt is gone
I see a new horizon
Then sing a brand new song.

For in His perfect timing
Up ahead the light is shining
And I know the dawn
Will be arriving very soon.

When God closes a door
He opens a window
He opens a window
So I can see
He’s working it out the very best for me
He opens a window just for me.”

Somehow I understood, just like how Joseph’s excruciating trials ultimately saved Israel during a notorious famine, my mom’s sickness was meant to bring out a myriad of stories abounding in sacrifice and hope. It surely did!

A flock of loyal friends and relatives dashed in with their magnanimous support and prayers. My husband also astonished me! Aside from providing for my mom’s medical requirements, he insisted on traveling from his workplace in Laguna to our home in Novaliches every single day, just to be with me. When my mom’s sun has finally set in 2001, she left without any parting advice, perhaps knowing that she left her “unica hija” to a very good man, whose bright future sparkles from his luminous character.

The Recovery
Losing someone you love is never easy. It took me a long time to really recover not only from the pain, but more so from the guilt of not having the chance to exhaust other possible means to save my mom. What eased the guilt was when my church mate who also lost his wife of some 20 years told me, “Ikaw rin pala ganoon ang pakiramdam mo, ako rin kasi.” That honest reply validated my feelings which sort of gave me permission to grieve.

For the next several months, my hubby would see me all curled up, crying on my mom’s bed, where she died. Without judgment, he just allowed me to cry in his arms until I’d fall asleep in exhaustion. My mental anguish was so strong I literally felt my mind would have just snapped anytime. Daily talks with my hubby, prayers and meditations on the Book of Psalms healed me bit by bit, until I finally broke free from the reins of depression, a year and a half later.