My Sanctuary

Photos from: http://desiretoinspire.blogspot.com

These photos I discovered this morning at DesiretoInspire.blogspot.com speak eloquently of my sacred place. That could be the stairway to my library and the other two pictures are corners of the sanctuary, a place where I am free to nurture what is dearest and most precious to me, in the company of others I do not know, connecting to them both the living and the dead through time and distance, a miracle made possible by the noble profession of librarianship, which is essentially meticulous storage and preservation done with such quiet passion.

Soon I will be returning from DOST Regional Operations where I learned how to command
regional directors vicariously (I draft the memos and letters of the Undersecretary and in the process have been inside the mind of a Technocrat-Manager) to the STII Library where I would like to live and die, serving researchers and readers.

This is the way of the Tao (pronounced Daw) where you achieve by doing nothing (just purposely waiting for the Universe to unfold and being one with Nature by a manner of communication with the Divine called Prayer for a lack of a more precise term; and see the world without leaving HOME.

The IRAD Chief, blessed and gifted now by a sanctuary by the sea, on a China-Japan cruise with beloved wife (friend-"enemy"-friend, mentor) has liberated me by his absence. He caused my downfall and ascent, my departure and return, played Judas-Jesus in my destiny.

This is such a perfect moment, a most eloquent fragment of my life. Terima Kasih!