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Continue reading →: Spirituality from a volunteer’s eyes
By Nikola Diana Y. MirandaWalk the Thought, No.6 I appreciate kinabuhi or life. I always have, but not as much as I do now. I volunteered because of wanting to do something for others. I want change. It does not have to be violent or radical. I volunteered because I…
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Continue reading →: And these are my roots
by Chaya Erika GoVolunteering, No. 4 Last summer, I volunteered for Cartwheel Foundation‘s anniversary concert. I would be there when the cultural dialogue happens, when Music and Art would be the language. I knew it would be a celebration I’d never forgive myself for passing. My adventure started when I,…
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Continue reading →: Kaisa sa 0-6: Another common ground
By Deanie Lyn OcampoVolunteer Management, No. 1 It really is quite amazing, this miracle of life and its development. Try to put together something as complicated as a whole person. From a single fertilized cell develops trillions of cells! No wonder this miracle never ceases to amaze parents, scientists, writers…
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Continue reading →: Building rainbows of hope
By Teresita Ang SeeVolunteering, No. 3 Typhoons Ondoy and Pepeng left behind people picking up the pieces. Many families lost everything they had: their homes, businesses, precious mementos of happier times, even their loved ones. The thousands of relief packs our organization, Kaisa Para Sa Kaunlaran, and the Tsinoy community…
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Continue reading →: In the summer garden
Walk the thought, 2009 No. 1 My grandfather taught me to pull out the weeds in the garden. I asked him what makes a plant a weed; he replied that it is any plant that grows where he does not want it to grow. It can be destructive, he explained.…
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Continue reading →: March 8 and a book for doctors
Walk the thought, 2007-08 No. 4 Last March 8, prominent women leaders and women networks organized a march from Welcome Rotunda to Plaza Miranda to celebrate International Women’s Day. I could have added to the collective voice of women seeking for truth, accountability and justice in this country. Instead, I…
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Continue reading →: Demystifying mental illness through poetry
Julie T. ChanVolunteering, 2007-08 No. 2 The day arced in, thieves of light,and no one explained themselves. The differentia was apparent(Dave Benson, “The Day Arced In”*) Back in 2000, I was presented with a unique volunteering opportunity: to assist in managing an e-zine– Poetry Sz: demystifying mental illness –which would…
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Continue reading →: Love, respect, stewardship, I
Walk the thought, 2007-08 No. 3 If only people knew to love more, give more respect, be more responsible, then we will have a better Philippines–now, that’s commonplace knowledge, you say. Why the cliché? Because it has grown trite and we (adults?) have grown weary. Desensitized, numbed, by the monotonous…
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Continue reading →: Going beyond philanthropy
Volunteering, 2007-08 No.1 Time is money. Sometimes, time and talent are worth more than money. Especially when it’s corporate time and talent offered to community organizations that need additional human resources. In this era of corporate responsibility, the new buzzwords “social equity investment” means just that: to invest business talent…
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Continue reading →: Time again*
Walk the thought, 2007-08 No. 2 On New Year’s Day, I declare: I am going to have a great time volunteering with Time this year! First, I will leave the past where it belongs–in the past. After all, Time moves forward, not backward. Disappointment and old sorrows about others (including…
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Continue reading →: Begin the work of Christmas
Walk the thought, 2007-08 No. 1 Today is Christmas Day. Howard Thurman’s well-loved Christmas poem echoed resoundingly to me this dawn, as if bent on being remembered. When the star in the sky is gone, when Kings and Princes are home, when the shepherds are back with their flocks, the…
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Continue reading →: The irony of volunteering
Issues, 2007-08 No. 1 On top of an old van, a group of Muslim and Christian women traversed across Maguindanao. Other women waited at midday by the open-air ferry terminal in Northern Samar. Some trekked mountain trails or crossed murky rivers in the hinterlands. Their mission: to administer the oral…






