Sagada '11: Thinking out loud at 5,000 ft.

I don't know what it is about Sagada.

Maybe the warmth of the people. The simplicity of life here. How they manage to be content. Not happy. But content. Or maybe its the way they live their life. Uncomplicated and easy.

If I meant to go back,(and I will) it may not be for the sites or food but because of the people, the environment, the place.

The last time I was here, I've got a lot on my mind. Questions unanswered, plans that don't seem to work. Even small dreams don’t come true. Frustrated. Upset.

And maybe, I’m still a bit of those. I still have questions unanswered. My small dreams and plans, still, don’t seem to come true. And I’m a bit frustrated and upset.

But coming here, going back here made all sense. I get to stop and think. I get to press that pause button. At the moment, I got hold of my life, even for just a couple days. I get to live the way I wanted. I didn’t felt rushed and obligated. Time. All I had was time.

And just as I said the last time I was here...

"Coming back from Sagada, I may not have found the answers to my life’s endless questions, but I have a clearer understanding of it. I get out of this place a better person, more whole than ever before.

Future might not be fixed for me but I trust Him and myself that whatever happens, I will be just fine.no matter what."