Karina Lagdameo-Santillan

A poem bestowed on me One morning upon waking up… To carry forth this aging body Wearing lovely memories Like a richly embroidered robe Exuding warmth of protection.   To carry forth in each moment Stepping lightly Like a free…

A POEM   Despite all the destituteness of the times All poverty of soul and spirit. Despite all rancor, greed and violence.   Despite all terrors of the night All tears and twilight sighs. Despite all shadows and eclipses of…

  We are stronger than we think. We are deeper than we feel. We are wider than our gaze. We are endless, like the sky.   We are forever, as the stars. We are eternal, luminous suns. We are everything,…

AnjChito’s new album “Tones of Colour” was just released on all the streaming services including Tidal, Qobuz, iTunes, Apple Music, Amazon Music. “An album of songs that convey a touching collection of emotions that encompasses the complexity of human feelings…

  “At times a total comprehension has overwhelmed me. At times a perfect communion with everything has filled me with ecstasy. At times I have broken through my reveries and seen reality in a new way.” – Excerpt from Chapter…

Meet Chris Wells…a songwriter, actor, teacher, and Siloist based in New York City. Since the early 90s, he has been part of the Humanist Movement, an all-volunteer international movement launched by Silo, working for deep social and personal change through…

  On wordless wings, she soars, she flies. Bold and loud, vibrant with life. A phoenix from fire, she alights. She carries bright dreams and hopes.   To the east, she hovers, she looks and lingers. Over temples and mosques,…

Now, I try to see myself Myself as a very good friend.   I’ve seen myself Someone who has to be perfect at all times.   I’ve seen myself Someone who has to please others, always please.   I’ve seen…

May 19, 2024. I joined over 90 people coming from different parts of the world who got together for a dialogue, an interchange, on a dire prospect facing humanity- the threat that another world war, a third world war might…

To Father This morning, As the clouds move soundlessly across the sky I stand up to honor your constancy Ground of my existence. In my belly, father lives Through him, the patriarchs speak. They utter, wordlessly of the constancy Engraved…