Praising God has a mysterious way of lifting up the soul. Open that book of God's love letters for you, for me - the Bible - and let him speak those words of love. Meditate to reminisce how God has delivered us from many times of uncertainties and pitfalls. Our hearts will not be able to contain the joy. Dwell in those experiences to ponder the goodness of God. Our hearts will then praise God without giving it much thought. The soul is simply in active prayer to God - with a grateful heart. ©Easter Almuena 2020

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The howling winds dance in unharmonious beat
its entrance soft and serene then gushes out its fury
The trees standing like soldiers in battle confounded
in the lower grounds the floras diminish their poise
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Where the faunas meet to play appears barren 
in recluse they find solace and a time for rest
The streets now display a calmer ambiance
Familiar faces on the sidewalks are less in sight

Blotches of gray are being drizzled from above;
without a keen ear, or stillness even for a second,
the merriment of a distant echo is heard amiss, for,
in howling and grayness, there is a playful smile

In my own space I find comfort in that playful smile
Life and joy never leave my Master's stature
For beyond what seems a chaos and dissymmetry 
Is a God quite possibly amused, yet always a savior

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September 1, 2016
7:50 a.m.

Simply, I give thanks for
the tree that drinks from the swaying water
from the light that comes from above
the stones that add to its majestic stance
the air so light and crisp
brushing through my feeble skin
making a subtle entrance into my bones
and finding its way to my inner chamber
where, there, it comes face to face
with its Creator and Lord
bowing to his grandness
to his Kingship
for it too was created 
by HIM


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That life may abound
By Easter Almuena

That life may abound
 
It is nearly impossible to miss you when you break
The silence of the night, lighting my path with
The brightness of a new day, springing forth
For me your newness and ever freshness of the day
 
How can I miss the vibrancy of your colors in the petals
You brushed with your fingertips with purple, gold, orange
Capping the wideness of greens just to make me look 
A second time to realize it is you there waiting, gazing

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Gently do I warn you that this post presents different levels. If it pleases you, choose the one that inspires you.

I have known my husband for thirty-eight years; the first ten of those were spent in getting to know each other, being friends, and developing a deeper friendship that led to being best of friends. This past Sunday we celebrated our 28th wedding anniversary. Part of our social life when he was in post graduate and I in graduate years was watching movies and having dinner on a Saturday. Now that our children are older, my husband and I are finding ourselves engaged in activities we enjoyed doing before marriage.

We had a great time! The second movie we watched was McFarland, USA. It left us an overall good feeling, a sense of awareness of realities outside our environment, and a calling to continue doing good beyond common boundaries. We were glad to have watched it last!

Dates are a treasure to my relationship with my husband. Special moments such as watching a good movie and having a meal in a restaurant are a time of enjoyment of God's gift of the moment. Because our wedding anniversary always falls on Lent, our celebration of it goes readily into my space of contemplation. I think about our marriage, our children, and about our life as a whole.

One thing I have learned in life is establishing a paradigm or model that helps me to see things through the lens of faith and teachings of our Church. Oftentimes, the paradigms I create revolve around my vocation as wife and mother. For instance, there is this simple lateral paradigm of priorities: God-Husband-children. God first. My husband next. Then my children. I also recognize our Church teaching that my husband and I are the main teachers of our children (cf. Catechism of the Catholic Church #2223). Having understood that, I choose paradigms that help to solidify my role as mother and teacher. How do I do that? How is it done?

We are all broken somehow. Recognizing our brokenness is essential to our journey, so that we can allow the grace of God to work through us, to transform us. Part of our role is to read and study---to make room for growth. In our search of knowledge we understand better. Understanding leads to creating of stronger foundation. When one has a strong foundation, one will not be easily shaken (cf. Matthew 7:24-27).

Here is a paradigm that I use for my children's curriculum. The more I use it, the more I see that this paradigm can be used for almost anything, e.g., watching a good movie, being engaged in a project, working with others, etc. Called Observation-Comprehension-Synthesis, it can be used in our Lenten journey, reading of Scripture, this Holy Week through Easter Triduum, and Easter Sunday---then beyond.

Observation: Key word: senses. In observation, we use the five senses: sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch. As we know, these are functions of the body through the eyes, ears, nose, tongue, and hands---portals of our body---that make us aware of what is around us and what is happening. This includes color, texture, movements, living beings, etc. All that the body takes in through the body parts go into our hearts and minds.

Comprehension: Key word: understanding. In comprehension, we use the different aspects of the activity, movie, or book. These aspects are: persons or characters, images used, plot, events that took place. These so-called aspects are used to understand each segment, chapter, different phases of a project, etc. This is when we begin to understand that the story or event is about friendship, adventure, struggles, or love.

Synthesis: Key word: judgement. In synthesis, we gather all information and bring them to a pool where we can see the bigger picture. Here is where we can make sense of the whole story or experience; then we put them into words according to our enriched understanding of it. So here is where we relate the story or experience with others, adding what we have learned.

The entire process, when used frequently, will help to build a better foundation.

Two things: First, with this paradigm---Observation-Comprehension-Synthesis---I am able to appreciate my husband in my life more. I watch him and all he does: the many ways he cares for me (Observation) and understand that his love for me grows (Comprehension). Seeing the whole picture, I see both of us growing in love for one another by doing more things with and for one another, as we uphold the teachings of our Church on marriage (Synthesis). Second, the movie McFarland, USA parades realities of manual labor, struggles in the field, and brokenness in relationships (Observation to Comprehension). We take all these in and we understand what people do to either get by or to keep the family together; and, what can be done to raise awareness of the dignity of the person (Synthesis).

Try this paradigm if you will. This Holy Week presents to us wonders of Jesus' struggles in the final stage of his ministry on earth. Listen. Listen to the stories carefully. Observe. Comprehend. Synthesize. (Newly added: Read entering into the mystery of the Easter Triduum by Pope Francis.) The process, believe me, will keep anyone from just drifting into the waves that life throws to our direction; in fact, it will bring more meaning to the gift of life that was wonderfully crafted by God for us (Psalm 139:14). Someone said that life is too short. I say, live each moment to the full (St. Irenaeus).

By Easter Almuena, MPT
Copyright © 2015 Easter Almuena

Aloha All!

I thought I'd start this blog by sharing with you one of over a hundred poems I'd written within the span of three decades. Many of which were published in my book Serving God Joyfully, Right Here in Hawai'i or in the Hawaii Catholic Herald. The latter has been publishing some of my poems for ten years now. Please note that they were all inspired by the One who loves us the most.

Enjoy!

Easter Almuena



A sense of eerie feeling pervaded the Pacific beach before the first ray of light is cast upon the darkness of the evening. It couldn't have been 8 p.m. Slowly yet steadily, the clouds sauntered away to make room for a whitish moon cake. Looking gentle and serene, the presence of this majestic moon succeeded in calming the face of the earth with its faint light.

Let's go! For we could now see the shimmering light upon the vast ocean. So dash we dared to the kayaks, feeling the exhilaration rushing through our veins. We proceeded to the ocean deep... for moonlight paddling.

In that journey three families and a visiting priest from Africa had a glimpse of eternity.

Bourn out of this most memorable experience is a poem I wrote. This poem is published on the 2014 October 10th issue of the Hawaii Catholic Herald. 

Moonlight Paddling
By Easter Almuena


Moon cake of light gold crusting

Marking the eerie dark of the night

With a taste of quaint entrance

As if mocking the daylight turn


Rush to the kayaks!

We keiki of the morning light

Who dive into the Pacific in beats

Of pounding hearts and vigilant eyes


Arms move to the rhythm of paddles

With movements of incandescence

Below in silence, moon meets moon

With moon maker in shadow crest


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(Moonlight paddling took place on September 9, 2014.)