I almost forgot about fate

Today, Iya and I went to the convent of the Holy Spirit, there, we talked to one of Tugdaan's Founders, Sister Victricia. She provided us with a whole bunch of material on IP education, IP schools, and we had more information than we expected! It was so funny how she knew everyone that we knew who had experiences with IPs. What struck me most about the meeting was when we were just chatting away, and she mentioned how things really happen for a reason. The way Tugdaan was formed, how heaven sent her a young man called Ben Abadiano to help the Mangyan community in Mindoro, how she dreamed of meeting a person that would help her with a project and viola! Met up with that person, and had things rolling. What's scary is how I already saw her in my mind's eye, during the time we went to DAR, I saw a nun, she was alone, and I was about to talk to her because she was alone, and I was interested in what she was doing there, what her level of involvement was. And today, of all days, I meet a mysterious old nun, wearing glasses with a dark tint. She told us she was a social worker by nature. Everything seemed to connect after our interview. I knew that was the nun I saw in front of DAR because she mentioned how she was involved in the Sumilao campaign in 1998 when they staged a hunger strike in front of DAR. And even more vaguely, I had this hope in the back of my head that I needed someone to talk to, a mentor of some sort, and I was thinking that it would be nice to meet a religious person to talk to me, and the thought headed into me thinking of meeting a nun in my near future. It all sounds crazy, but I think there is really someone up there who's got a long list of wishes to be fulfilled, and is finally ticking off my wish list. When she said , "...energy follows will." I thought of how my seadreams were slowly slipping away, and as Iya and I walked away from the convent, I felt a prick in my heart, I knew that if I did not entertain that desire, or if I shunned it away, something in me would eventually die as well. How heavily dramatic, but I feel as if the world is suddenly being responsive. It feels really good. As I went home, I checked my mail, and I realize that apart from the mail Dr. Alcala has sent, there was a follow up e-mail from SUAKCREM, addressing me to another government arm that caters to CB-CRM. Anyway, it is still a hodgepodge of exciting events, and I will call their office tomorrow so I can nail something, and decide after.