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About amenaje

Blogging since the time Myspace was popular.

My Heart Is In Two Countries

Three nights ago, I attended the Is America In The Heart? New Filipinx Literature event at the Asian American Writers’ Workshop in NYC. Coming back into this space is always warm and welcoming, as a former intern for this incredible organization that supports emerging and established Asian American writers and literature. Even more so, the line-up for the event featured Luis H. Francia, Joseph O. Legaspi, Gina Apostol, and debut author Elaine Castillo, for the release of her first novel, America is Not the Heart (Viking, 2018) and discussions on Fil-Am literature and diasporic writing.

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Thoughts of a Raised Pinay

For women, the need and desire to nurture each other is not pathological but redemptive, and it is within that knowledge that our real power is rediscovered. […] Interdependency between women is the way to a freedom which allows the ‘I’ to ‘be’, not in order to be used, but in order to be creative. This is a difference between the passive ‘be’ and the active ‘being’. — Audre Lorde, “The Master’s Tools Will Never Dismantle the Master’s House”

It has been two years since RAISED PINAY premiered at the Philippine Consulate General and at NYU in New York City. (As of the publication of this post, a second iteration of Raised Pinay, featuring a new all-Pinay cast, premiered this year at St. John’s University in Queens and at MayDay Space in Brooklyn.)

I intended to write this post after the shows ended, as a reflection on the process leading up to that point. But then time passed and many things came up that kept me from writing about it. Coming back to this, I decided to discuss what has happened since Raised Pinay and how much I have changed. It is fitting to discuss Raised Pinay this way, not just from a performer’s standpoint, but from an actual “raised Pinay” standpoint; this was more than just a “show” but a necessary healing process and a turning point in my life.

Raised Pinay was a rite of passage into my womanhood, in the context of ‘the Filipino’.

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Moving…

{By the time this gets posted, it will already be February. I took my time with this one~~}

A belated Happy New Year to everyone who visits/passes by this space!

January has drawn to a close, but its pacing felt like the quiet snowfall we experienced in the last few weeks. (At least, in the case of living in the suburbs, which was a pleasant sight to see, but a bitter cold to feel…)

There are 11 more months to look forward to. Judging by the general consensus, this new year holds greater possibilities than in previous years; most people seem to be more optimistic about plans and hopes for 2018, given what had to be endured in the past few years that arose to social consciousness.

I am joining the positivity bandwagon set for this year, because it is of particular significance. It feels like crossing a threshold into adulthood, where the trial-run ends and there is no turning back to the comfort of adolescence. (Call to mind, signing up for a streaming service but also adding in a payment option, when the trial membership turns into a permanent one that charges monthly. That is what it will feel like from here on out.)  Continue reading