On Altruism and Volunteerism


I haven’t told anyone — I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth. But I was taught by my mother realities such as famine kills in Africa. If it was a ploy to make me eat dinengdeng and pinakbet, I thank her for all the nagging at the dinner table. My father, who would have been a richer man by now if he didn’t give so much to charity, taught me the value of service.

Marketing the environment is a tough job. Not having enough funds to promote a cause is a tougher one. Inspiration to sustain Camp for Earth came from the selfless and driven people lending a hand. There is something about social consciousness that sews up loose ends together.

Pre-Camp for Earth, I told the volunteer staff for Camp for Earth, “It will feel good after helping out.”

There is a happy place in this world if you find it.

Photographed by Blauearth © Blauearth™ All Rights Reserved 2009-2014

Adams: Scaling the Path


In 2004, in this maze-like mountain town, my mountaineer friends and I were welcomed by blood-sucking limateks, I had to tackle a landslide on a denuded area in the fringes of Mt. Pao by rappelling via a string hammock, slept in a dripping tent under uncertainty, stayed close to our one and only guide on former rebels’ path, kept my senses keen for hunters’ booby traps, and by God’s grace, survived all of it. The energy inside the rainforest was unbelievable — surreal — I felt the power penetrating like a kyrptonite. It was a life-changing experience for me… I made a commitment to help conserve the last of the remaining primary forests in the north. (Story here.)


My good friend Leehua Lu, a successful Ilocano entrepreneur, hardworking and self-made, btw, called me up and invited me to be part of her birthday celebration in Adams. I gave my word right away.

I guess there’s that point in one’s life where the desires of the heart level up into something more meaningful and worthwhile. I’m happy for my friend for searching for that path.

DummapayAdams' WomenRaffle DrawFlashlightPadapadakamBirthday GirlNalabbasitRandy, Ramy, Romy - September 2012

Triplets Randy, Ramy and Romy now. Their mother shared a wonderful story about Randy (left), when he was about 1.5-years old, he suddenly disappeared at 5 pm. She was resigned to lose the mere baby only to find the unscathed Randy in the mountains the next day.

Randy, Ramy, Romy - April 2009

Randy, Ramy and Romy when I visited them in their home in Sitio Maligligay three years ago. The story: here.

[Photo credits: Photos of Blauearth grabbed from Leehua’s]

Photographed by Blauearth © Blauearth™ All Rights Reserved 2009-2012