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Monday, September 14, 2009

alaska, the ultimate destination
naja and tita gee
me and yangga, mah sis
starquest directors: sir melvin, sir jhun, mgrj
my former classmate in graduate school-turned goddaughter (in matrimony, no less lol!) Dhel
the dreamer abreast leo buscaglia's words
my cousin, goddaughter ms marimin nachor, phd
my thesis adviser, mdm epifania nuñez
the smile that will capture a million hearts, courtesy of my godson, jaypee.
a family christmas
My niece's birthday invitation

from front left (counterclockwise): nette, ma, me, josef and john
Nonato Family: Mhel, Naja and my sister nette
with my immediate family
with my ultra special mom
with Josiah Danielle Saltarin Jacome, my beautiful niece
with Josiah Danielle Saltarin Jacome, my beautiful niece
my trip to catanduanes with my mom and friends

my first climb with my mountaineering buddies
hcec's finest mentors ay 2006-2007
my hcec colleagues, friends, co-mind architects
My best friend, Jean Adanie Morante with my two godsons, Jerome and Jason
My niece, Naja Jamhielle Jacome Nonato with friend Dora

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Foreword

St. Peter de Alcantara

No tongue can express the greatness of the love which Jesus Christ bears to our souls. He did not wish that between Him and His servants there should be any other pledge than himself, to keep alive the remembrance of Him.

- Saint Peter of Alcantara

The life of St. Peter de Alcantara was an ideal life of penance. He suffered great tribulations to conserve the Rule of St. Francis with severe integrity. His life of reparation was so proverbial in the Franciscan Order that he lived practically on bread and water alone, even during his illnesses. He devised a sort of harness to keep him upright on his seat during the short hour and a half of sleep which he took every day, for forty years. His sackcloth habit and a cloak were his only garments; he never covered his head or feet. In the bitter winter he would open the door and window of his four-and-a-half-feet cell in order that, by closing them again, he might be grateful for the shelter of his cell. Among those whom he guided to perfection were Saint Teresa of Avila, St. Francis de Sales and St. John of the Cross He was often seen prostrated before a large crucifix, shedding torrents of tears. So overpowering were his meditations that he was often seen in levitation.

Once the King went to visit St. Peter and he was nowhere... finally, there he was, about 50 meters high in the sky, and the King waiting... when he finally came down all he was saying was "He Incarnated, He Incarnated, He Incarnated".

Saint Peter died at the age of sixty-three, repeating with the Psalmist, “I rejoiced when it was said unto me, let us go unto the house of the Lord!” The date was October 18, 1562; he was kneeling in prayer.