The very first time I heard the term ‘diasporic longing,’ I knew right away what it meant.
It’s the itch for my kids to have their own sense of connection to the Philippines.
The way each visit to the islands feels like a reset.
The way mangroves and mango juice reminds you of your relationship with nature, and how you are not really all that separate from the rest of creation.
It’s the fact that the slower pace of life, the abundance mindset around time in the day, just feels right. It’s amazing how when you refuse to rush through everything, time feels less scarce.