Recognizing my voice

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It’s February 1, 2021. I haven’t been sharing my poetry, prayers and prose here in my blog for awhile. It has been a difficult November, December and January for me because of my husband’s hospitalizations. But I haven’t stopped writing using pen and paper. The act of writing has become a prayer. In my lowest moments, it helped to keep me afloat. Today I decided to come back to this online space and share some of what I have written in the past few months and hope it will bring some joy to you, my dear Reader.

Someone once encouraged me to find my voice. By voice I think the person meant who I am and how do I sound that is distinctively me. I didn’t really think about voice in that way. Yes, I love to talk, sing and listen to myself talk (ask my husband!). But I haven’t really spent time in self-reflection and listen more intentionally to who I am, especially as a writer. Today I gained more clarity about my voice, especially as a writer. The way I came to this recognition was in the midst of listening to a presentation of an author in the Writing For Your Life Conference. This was an online conference in November 2020. I was seated in our dining room viewing the presentation on my laptop. I had an epiphany: God has given me a joyful, “don’t-take-yourself-so-seriously,” earthy, “dance-in-the-rain person” voice, who sounds like a “faith-seeking- understanding” kind of woman-pastor academic willing to learn how to speak the languages beyond the confines of academia, exploring the many worlds that brim with wisdom and resisting the urge to be stuck in stale, overused words swarming online.

Welcome!

Hello! My name is Carla. I was born and raised in Iloilo City, Philippines. Ever since I could remember, JOY, was a huge part of my life. My mother’s name is Ligaya, which means “Joy” in English. Even though our family was not wealthy and had our fair share of troubles and tragedies, I have learned that joy is possible even in the midst of adversity. This joy came from many sources and in varying degrees. The deepest joy I’ve experienced was to meet Jesus in a very personal way when I was ten years old. I started this blog to share poems, prayers and prose that I hope will inspire joy in you. I am a beginner in this adventure called blogging. Or should I say a latecomer. I accidentally pressed the “launch site” button before I was done editing my site, so HERE I AM! Welcome!