Missing trees and sunbathing rice grains By Virginia Jasmin Pasalo   LAST November 5, Atty. Judith Morden and I drove through the whole stretch of Villasis, Urdaneta, Binalonan and Pozorrubio, and by our own physical count, the remaining trees along the Manila North Road (MNR) did not add up to…

Nibbling on the nipple By Virginia Jasmin Pasalo ALL over the world, men and women are taking a bold stand, through their art, to call attention to various issues such as climate change, violence against women, peace and order, human rights and other social issues. Environmental activists have performed in…

The theory of nothing and everything By Virginia Jasmin Pasalo IT should be easy to write my column, after all, this is going to be my seventeenth article. But no. I have downed six cups of strong, black coffee, and I could not think of anything to write. I sat…

Horah By Virginia Jasmin Pasalo   THIS is painful to write. I had good relationship with the Israeli Embassy, and was sent on a scholarship to Israel. Immediately after, I was elected as President of the Shalom Club Philippines, the alumni organization of Filipinos who were recipients of various scholarships…

The Promise By Virginia Jasmin Pasalo I JUST learned from unofficial sources, that last October 8, is the first day of the “staging of the 1st Pangasinan Environmental Summit sponsored by the provincial administration in partnership with the Department of Environment and Natural Resources (DENR) and the Department of the…

Women in love By Virginia Jasmin Pasalo YOUR heart is broken, and you are acquainted for the first time with grief. You glance at the chair where you used to sit beside him, and kiss the shirt he wore on his last visit. You put on his sleepers, you see…

Kaaro By Virginia Jasmin Pasalo I AM trying to keep the issue of cutting trees as far away from its political undertones as possible. Similarly, my friends who are running for public office in 2016 who are supposed to have something to say to this issue have remained silent. I…

Death By Virginia J. Pasalo SOME people I love have passed away. Some people I love are at the throes of death at this very moment. So in a way, i have accepted this fact. I am not questioning it. I will die someday, in God’s own time. Each death…

Dancing with the crocodiles By Virginia Jasmin Pasalo HE approaches and she raises her head, then they tenderly kiss, and he rubs her head with his chin, smearing her with his scent, dips underneath and rubs her throat, breathing heavily. He rotates her legs on one side, extruding his penis,…

Moving on By Virginia Jasmin Pasalo MOVE on. A mantra that should set one free. That’s what is expected of women who are strong, capable, independent, intelligent and possessing other unique qualities. Move on, it is the right thing to do. Right, and I am moving on. And so are…