Ahhh I’ve always loved the sun! ☀️☀️☀️☀️☀️

Having lived in a tropical country since birth has always felt like Heaven smiling upon me. How I love, love, love the awesome Philippine sun!

As a little girl, I loved going to the beach, taking a dip in the pool, biking, going on a picnic adventure, and enjoying the overall happy outdoorsy vibe. 

I continued my invigorating romance with the sun as I grew up with family and friends. That translated into even more “fun in the sun!”

When I married an awesome adventure-lover, I got to appreciate the sun still even more! We had our lovely share of romantic getaways involving the sun. From sunset viewing (with cocktails to match the relaxed mode) to creating sandcastles  and collecting seashells by the beach (and watching the waves wash them away aww). From kayaking (and nearly getting trapped in a mini lagoon yikes!) to jet-skiing (and actually falling off the jet ski, yikes never again!!! Haha!). From entering both small and enormous caves (and wanting to get out alive immediately) to ziplining (Oh, this I super loved! Flying in freedom!!!) ….. ohhh all these amazing adventures under the sun!

I was always attracted to bright and well-lit places. I found the light so magnetically appealing. And so, trips to other beautiful countries intensified my passion for the sun all the more!

A bright sunny day automatically puts me in a great mood. I naturally feel so happy, so positive, so energetic, so enthusiastic, so in tiptop shape, so in my element! It’s no surprise that I happily identify with the sun and all its happy vibrant colors haha!

FOLLOW THE SUN. FOLLOW THE LIGHT. That’s always been part of my happy mantra. And I embrace that not only literally, but even more so, figuratively.

I love places with beaming light. I love people who radiate light and positivity too! These are the very people I surround myself with. It’s a natural attraction I should say. Light loves light. From every angle of scientific, logical, and practical consideration. And all the more deeply, from the vantage point of the soul.

During my earlier days of childhood (and even unto my “not-too-young” adulthood haha!), there were days when I would sorely miss the sun. I used to feel quite melancholic and reflective when I wouldn’t see the sun on a rainy cloudy day. Aww, Sun, my Beloved Sun, where are you?

However, as the passing years and seasons have taught me powerfully, the sun may not always shine visibly. And yet, that doesn’t mean that it has left altogether. It remains there in all its splendor and glory. It just has to set. It needs to catch some sleep. It shares its radiance with the rest of the world too.

And so, I’ve learned to celebrate the sun and respect it, not only in all its grandeur, but also in all its phases.

On an even more powerful level, now I’ve learned to go beyond enjoying and following the sun.

I’ve learned to look up above in a much grander way with deepest love for and reverence to Our Creator. I have learned to press into Him in worship and FOLLOW THE SON. Yes, His One and Only Begotten Son. Jesus Christ, my Lord and Savior.

And all my days are so much brighter now! (Yup, even when there’s practically no sun in sight!) For Jesus Christ is more than my Sun. He is more than my Light. He is more than my Hope. He is more than my Love. HE IS MY EVERYTHING!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️



My sister Liesl Batucan singing with the Philippine Philharmonic Orchestra at the CCP Main Theater. I’m so immensely proud of her. What an angelic voice. And I love the lyric “to sing through the night like a lark who is learning to pray…..” That’s her. Her beauty is in the purity of her light. I love you so much Lizzie…..❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️



Hey Big Bully! Don’t hit my body. Don’t hit my head. Don’t hit my heart. Don’t hit my soul. Don’t hit my spirit.

Many people fear bullies. Many people despise them. Many people misunderstand them.

For on the surface, they seem like dragons who heavily breathe fire on all those around them and beasts who wildly devour their prey.

They are known for their abusive claim of their territories. Their repugnant behavior in society. Their cataclysmic destruction of the world.

They are feared. They are dreaded. They are abhorred.

But Big Bullies are just Big Babies who have not outgrown their selfish childish mindset. They have not learned to cope with some harsh realities of life. They kick and lash out their tongues and fight with all their might. They do not know anything but pain, loss, sadness, loneliness, anger, hopelessness, fear. Yes fear. They are full of it. That’s exactly why they pounce on others in hopes of never being the victim caught unaware.

The tragedy of it all is that they themselves were bullied. They themselves were victims of untold negativity and violence. That’s exactly why they want to purge their bodies, minds, hearts, souls, and spirits of all the painful memories and unbearable wounds that continuously haunt them.

They want to escape that crazy world of physical, mental, emotional, social, and spiritual violence.

But how do you confront fear? How do you fight fear? How do you overcome fear? How do you silence fear? How do you break free from fear?

Do you jostle through the maddening crowd? Do you shout in spiteful rallies to be heard? Do you roar like a lion in the jungle of hatred? Do you combat in war with added layers of fear and violence?

No, you do nothing of that sort. Nothing of anything ill or evil or cruel or sickeningly resembling fear.

You do it powerfully with the greatest force in the entire universe.

You do it with LOVE. Only Love. Ultimately, Love washes away all fear. True Love. Pure Love.

So, the next time you see a Big Bully, you may want to reframe your mindset and play a kinder dialogue in your head.

I am definitely not condoning what bullies do. Farthest from it. On the contrary, I passionately espouse that their behavior has no place at all in this precious gift of life. I am pointedly saying, though, that bullies themselves are tragic victims who perpetuate further unacceptable violence.

And eradicating bully-packed violence is no mean feat. In fact, one can never totally get rid of this disease in society.

But instead of spewing lava-like words of judgment upon bullies, instead of adding fuel to the already uncontrollable fire, one can proactively douse the negativity and violence with intentional understanding and compassion.

Hey Big Bully! Here’s my body. I stand and stretch out my arms in connection with you. Here’s my head. I listen and want to understand you. Here’s my heart. I have compassion for you and I want you to know that you are not alone. You can slowly open your heart to receive the precious miracle of LOVE. Here’s my soul. It may take time for you to trust me, but it is worth the effort to find your true freedom. Here’s my spirit meeting you halfway and helping you open the door to life.

Yes, little child. Let go of the past. For your past does not define you. Break free from the chains of violence. Reclaim what is rightfully yours. Your life. Your freedom. Your body. Your mind. Your heart. Your soul. Your spirit.

You do matter. You do count. You are valuable. You are precious. You are worthy. You are accepted. You are free. You are loved.



2018 and 2019 have been such FAITH-BUILDING years for me.  Although I thought I was a giant of faith, I realized that faith had so much more room to grow in my life.

My family has always been my immovable pillar of strength.

And dear friends who have become family exponentially added courage to my faith walk.

Above all, Our Heavenly Father, the Author and Giver of Faith, has immeasurably blessed me with every step throughout my journey. How uplifting it is to experience His gift of Faith. So real. So intimate. So deep. So powerful. So life-giving.

And how does one say Thank You for such a priceless gift? Well, one simply continues to grow, to live, and to love with it.

Thank You so much for blessing my faith walk, Dearest Father God. Thank You for blessing me with loving hearts who join me in my journey. Yes, these many faces of love and so many more.

I lift them all in sweet gratitude to You. And I keep on pressing on … setting my eyes, my heart, my hope, my core on YOU.

Here’s to  FAITH! Here’s to LOVE! Here’s to YOU! 



Most girls dream of being Supergirl in their childhood. I was one of them. I always wanted to ward off evil and save the world from villains. I always believed in defending the downtrodden. I always saw myself as someone with a “mission” of bringing goodness everywhere I went.

And as I grew up, my fantasy was somehow realized. In its own simple, limited fashion. I sowed seeds of kindness and joy among my family, relatives, friends, schoolmates, and people I practically met. And lo and behold, I did reap a lot of amazing goodness and happiness along the way.  

When I entered the corporate arena, that’s when I was blown away with the gift and honor of sowing more positive seeds on a larger scale. Contributing to the continuous training and development of various employees from various organizations fueled my passion to spread inspiration even further.

This was my happy story for decades until I was struck down with Kyrptonite in 2018. When I was diagnosed with IgANephropathy, my world was shaken. I was challenged physically more than anything. And although I normally choose my automatic pilot response of joy at any given moment, I am no Supergirl. I am human. Completely human.

2018 was a most challenge-filled year for me. I had days of sadness, wondering if I could ever go back to the Training Room and inspire my VIP training participants. You see, since I was undergoing treatment and calibrations were done on the overall medical strategy, I was advised to “take a break” from work. Funny, that can seem like paradise to some, but that was not the case for me. I yearned deeply to do what I do with such passion and fervor. I wanted to continue conducting corporate training workshops. I wanted so much to help increase knowledge, build skills, and empower lives. I wanted to INSPIRE. After all, that is what I have always wanted to do my whole life. INSPIRE.

During that most unsettling standstill in my life, my entire family embraced me and loved me unlike any other. No words would even ever do justice to articulate their unending love and support.

And so, I was indescribably strong in spirit while I was weakening physically then.

As I was initially groping towards some explanation of what was happening and as I was feeling my way through that unexpected dark moment, I had eons to actually stop and reflect.

Life knew that it was time for me to take a “breather” and receive inspiration from others this time around. So, I adjusted my heart and head since I’ve been so used to giving. This time, I had to make myself more comfortable at receiving.

The moment that my heart and head had aligned to the new “situation”, I began experiencing daily miracles of love. They are too many to recount.

I would like to focus the spotlight on one miracle that stood out.

In 2018, no Kryptonite could stand this powerful miracle of LOVE.

I had been supremely blessed with a Superwoman. She herself went though her own enormous medical challenges. She had her own share of “unwanted surprises”. She fought her way through medical procedures with a lot of kick-ass strength and Never-Give-Up attitude. She exuded such bravery that would make Generals cower in shame. She went through the battlefield and came out victorious.

So, every word she said was gold to me. She dedicated hours to sharing her views, based on her powerful experience and even more powerful love. She balanced her support with pragmatic insights. She made me feel that what I was going through was definitely nothing I couldn’t handle. She emboldened me to fight the good fight of FAITH. She woke up the Warrior in me. She made me realize how truly strong I am inside.

And to this very day, I have such love, ONLY LOVE, for this amazingly inspiring Superwoman. My beloved Auntie Donna Ilaya.