Ex Machina

Our Mondate movie was Ex Machina, a chilling movie on an experiment and exploration into humanoid robots and artificial intelligence. Its basic proposition was that such robots can do and will do only what has been programmed and encoded in them. It ended tragically because morality was not part of the program that operated the robots.

It is a chilling thought for me because artificial intelligence has great potential to accomplish big things. But what if that which makes us truly human in not included in the codes? An example of what I am afraid of is the algorithms that drive rapid trading in the world’s stock markets. Decisions are driven entirely by the movements in the markets based on financial and business considerations. There is no concern about the distribution of the wealth that is created or destroyed through the transactions. Values rise and fall without any concern for the realities of real humans.

The movie also made me realize that humanoid robots reflected the mind and personality of their makers/programmers. I am not a robot but somehow I was made by Someone. I can tell something of Him who made me by observing His work in me. I am a unique marvel in all the universe, no other one like me. I am imperfect but there is a persistent desire in me to be perfect and complete. I am bound in time and space but there is the abiding dream in me that keeps on imagining of a place that is beyond time and space. I know I am a creature and I reflect by who I am who my Creator is.

Let us go rejoicing to the house of the Lord.
~ Psalm 122

Jesus said to his disciples:
I am the vine, you are the branches.
Whoever remains in me and I in him will bear much fruit,
because without me you can do nothing.
Anyone who does not remain in me
will be thrown out like a branch and wither;
people will gather them and throw them into a fire
and they will be burned.
If you remain in me and my words remain in you,
ask for whatever you want and it will be done for you.
By this is my Father glorified,
that you bear much fruit and become my disciples.”
John 15:1-8

 

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Friends

“I have called you friends.” He told them on the last supper He shared with them. And then He went on to show them how much that friendship meant to Him. Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends.

The Greeks speak of three kinds of love: eros, philia and agape. Eros is the love and zest for life. It is caused and driven by the quest and desire for life’s pleasures. It has a tendency to seek and even use others for one’s pleasures, often sexual. It can be a powerful and positive source of energy. Philia is the love of parents and family. It is caused and driven by devotion and gratitude to those who have given us love and life. Agape is what we often experience with friends: uncaused, often unexplainable, always beyond reason. It just is.

I have heard it said that friends are families we chose for ourselves. I’d say let us befriend our families as well. There is something of the divine in friendship because both are without cause nor reason. A friend is someone who sings a melody and I realize it is a song I have been singing all my life. There are people I meet who do or say nothing but yet strike a sympathetic vibration in my heart. Or, even make my heart skip a beat. Many times, my mind sends out thoughts and a friend would catch my meaning and my emotions without the mediation of words.

I thank God for the friends I have in my life. Now that I am past careers and ambition, I relish times spent with friends: from my youth, from my formative years in school, from the years I was carving out a career, from my days of struggling for my ambitions. And I am realizing, with Jonathan Livingston Seagull, that friendship transcends time and space. It is eternal.

“If our friendship depends on things like space and time, then when we finally overcome space and time, we’ve destroyed our own brotherhood! But overcome space, and all we have left is Here. Overcome time, and all we have left is Now. And in the middle of Here and Now, don’t you think that we might see each other once or twice?”

Your friends make known, O Lord, the glorious splendor of your kingdom.
~ Psalm 145

Jesus said to his disciples:
“Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you.
Not as the world gives do I give it to you.
Do not let your hearts be troubled or afraid.
You heard me tell you,
‘I am going away and I will come back to you.’
If you loved me,
you would rejoice that I am going to the Father;
for the Father is greater than I.
And now I have told you this before it happens,
so that when it happens you may believe.
I will no longer speak much with you,
for the ruler of the world is coming.
He has no power over me,
but the world must know that I love the Father
and that I do just as the Father has commanded me.”
John 14:27-31

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Plates, Branches and I

I have this image right now in my mind of a juggler spinning a plate at the end of a stick he holds. And then he spins another one simultaneously, and then another and another until I cannot imagine anymore how many. If the plates had consciousness some would probably believe how good they were being able to spin so vibrantly on top of a stick. But the more perceptive ones would know that they are spinning so impressively because of the juggler.

In yesterday’s gospel on the branches, I imagine what if the branches also had consciousness. Some would believe and maybe even preen at how great they are to be so full of leaves and flowers, heavy with fruits and bristling with twigs where birds build their nests. But the intuitive ones will know that they are able to do all those because of the life juices flowing through them from the trunk.

I imagine myself to be the plate, who is the juggler in my life? I imagine myself to be a branch, who is the trunk to which I am attached. Plates, branches and I. Down deep inside we are made of the same particles that throb and vibrate. I know that we are kept in existence by one and the same juggler. And the sap that flows through us all and make us alive is the power and energy of love. The Spirit is the abiding presence of our Source in our lives as revealed by the Son when he walked this earth with us.

Not to us, O Lord, but to your name give the glory.
~ Psalm 115

Jesus said to his disciples:
“Whoever has my commandments and observes them
is the one who loves me.
Whoever loves me will be loved by my Father,
and I will love him and reveal myself to him.”
Judas, not the Iscariot, said to him,
“Master, then what happened that you will reveal yourself to us
and not to the world?”
Jesus answered and said to him,
“Whoever loves me will keep my word,
and my Father will love him,
and we will come to him and make our dwelling with him.
Whoever does not love me does not keep my words;
yet the word you hear is not mine
but that of the Father who sent me.
“I have told you this while I am with you.
The Advocate, the Holy Spirit
whom the Father will send in my name—
he will teach you everything
and remind you of all that I told you.”
John 14:21-26

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Branches

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In his homily on today’s gospel, Fr. Johnny Go speaks about different kinds of branches. There is the branch that is full of leaves in early spring. There is the branch that is heavy with fruits. There is the branch on which some nest and nestlings are nestled. Then, there is the branch without leaves.

I have been all these branches at one time or another in my life. In my youth, I felt I was the branch that was full of leaves and sprouting out fragrant colorful flowers: eager to embrace what life had in store for me, adding color and shade to where life brought me, exuberant and grateful to be alive. It was the springtime of my life.

Then, the flowers on my branch became fruits. I was the most productive during this time in my life. Everything I got engaged in was capped with the fruits of success and accomplishment: I built my career, won kudos for my professional engagements, successfully managed projects, attained worthy goals. There was a beautiful home and a loving family to come home at the end of each work-day.

I have also been a branch with nests and still am. Anabelle and I have nestled and raised three wonderful sons. And now we are helping nurse two nestlings in our grandchildren. But I have also nestled and nurtured other nestlings who have come my ways as students in my classes; mentees, juniors, and colleagues at work; counselees, seekers, and searchers in my apostolates and training sessions.

Right now, I feel more and more like the branch without leaves. Such branches will blossom out again come spring. And I often wonder if and what kind of another spring is still in store for me. Will it still be in this life? Or, will my next spring be already the eternal one.

But through all the changes in the different branches, there is one truth. I am alive only if I am attached to the vine or the trunk. I do not have life of my own. I am alive because of the life energy that flows into me through the trunk or the vine. Through all the changes and the seasons, I pray that I shall ever be connected to the trunk and the vine.

I will praise you, Lord, in the assembly of your people.
~ Psalm 22

Jesus said to his disciples:
“I am the true vine, and my Father is the vine grower.
He takes away every branch in me that does not bear fruit,
and every one that does he prunes so that it bears more fruit.
You are already pruned because of the word that I spoke to you.
Remain in me, as I remain in you.
Just as a branch cannot bear fruit on its own
unless it remains on the vine,
so neither can you unless you remain in me.
I am the vine, you are the branches.
Whoever remains in me and I in him will bear much fruit,
because without me you can do nothing.
Anyone who does not remain in me
will be thrown out like a branch and wither;
people will gather them and throw them into a fire
and they will be burned.
If you remain in me and my words remain in you,
ask for whatever you want and it will be done for you.
By this is my Father glorified,
that you bear much fruit and become my disciples.”
John 15:1-8

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Serendipity and the Grace of God.

Boots was our neighbor when I was growing up as a kid. We used to play some games together. After our grade school, we lost touch with each other; until in recent years when we have been ‘reacquainted’ here in the Bay Area. I was mildly surprised and piquantly pleased when one time she remarked that I reminded her a lot about my father.

In like manner, I see so much of Martin in Jonathan. There are times, I imagine being in a time warp and seeing the grown-up Martin playing with his younger self. I feel Martin when he sees in Jonathan his own anxieties and moods and he would just blather, “Sorry son. You got those from me.”

People often see a lot of me in my sons, after all half of their genes came from me. But aside from the genes, there are the times and moments we have spent together. Sharing time and space, they have caught a lot more from me that cannot be due to the genes I transmitted to them, like my kind of humor (corny), my dreams (happy and meant to be shared), my ideals (integrity, love, commitment), my attitudes (patient, forgiving, open), my quirks (quixotic at times, romantic to the core).

This interconnectedness of life tells me a lot about my source. It also gives me an inkling of what is coming up ahead. Just as I was greatly influenced by my father and my sons were greatly influenced by me (without us even being very conscious of the process), I have also touched and changed by people I have met as I have been touched and changed by them as well. Generally, we pass on to others the good things that are necessary for life to prosper. That is the law of evolution. In pedantic terms, evolution enables the passing on of traits necessary for survival.

The whole process may seem blind or random. But over time, there is a discernible rhyme and reason to the changes. Life unfolds beautifully. Some call it serendipity. I call it the grace of God.

All the ends of the earth have seen the saving power of God.
~ Psalm 98

Jesus said to his disciples:
“If you know me, then you will also know my Father.
From now on you do know him and have seen him.”
Philip said to Jesus,
“Master, show us the Father, and that will be enough for us.”
Jesus said to him, “Have I been with you for so long a time
and you still do not know me, Philip?
Whoever has seen me has seen the Father.
How can you say, ‘Show us the Father’?
Do you not believe that I am in the Father and the Father is in me?
The words that I speak to you I do not speak on my own.
The Father who dwells in me is doing his works.
Believe me that I am in the Father and the Father is in me,
or else, believe because of the works themselves.
Amen, amen, I say to you,
whoever believes in me will do the works that I do,
and will do greater ones than these,
because I am going to the Father.
And whatever you ask in my name, I will do,
so that the Father may be glorified in the Son.
If you ask anything of me in my name, I will do it.”
John 14:7-14

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Coming Home

The end of every journey is home. There is nothing more soothing and more comforting for me than the thought of coming home. I left home early in life to enter the seminary. And I always relished coming home to where Ima, Tatang, my brothers and sisters were. That was home. For no matter how far I roamed or how long I might have been gone, I knew I would always be the beloved son whenever and wherever I came home.

Then I built my own home with Anabelle and we had three terrific sons. I realized that home was not a particular place. Home was where my heart was. Home was where I could scratch where it itched. My work took me to many places and quite often. In a way, I enjoyed those travels as they widened my horizons. But more importantly, I relished the unique feelings I have come to associate with coming home.

Life is a journey. And if it is a journey, then I shall also be coming home at its end. I think of all the home-comings in my life and compress them into one final coming home at the end of my life-journey. It is actually an exciting thought. And what is more thrilling, the person who has been with me throughout all this journey has said, “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.”

Yes, I am coming home to the Father. And I am excited. I shall again see Ima and Tatang and all my friends and loved ones who had earlier come to the end of their journey. And I shall, in time, welcome home all my loved ones who will come to the end of their journey.

You are my Son; this day I have begotten you.
~ Psalm 2

Jesus said to his disciples:
“Do not let your hearts be troubled.
You have faith in God; have faith also in me.
In my Father’s house there are many dwelling places.
If there were not,
would I have told you that I am going to prepare a place for you?
And if I go and prepare a place for you,
I will come back again and take you to myself,
so that where I am you also may be.
Where I am going you know the way.”
Thomas said to him,
“Master, we do not know where you are going;
how can we know the way?”
Jesus said to him, “I am the way and the truth and the life.
No one comes to the Father except through me.”
John 14:1-6

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Life’s Rhythm and Rhymes

There are days full of sunshine and happiness,
I’d pray for them to never end.
They make me feel grateful for life
And my troubles I am able to transcend.

There are days so full of sorrow and sadness,
I’d pray for the morning to never come.
They make me wish for my life to end
To rid me of my troubles and then some.

But the days just keep on passing by,
Each one with exactly twenty four hours.
Exactly how nature has ordained it
Complete with the birds, the bees, the flowers.

As we walk in this valley of tears,
No joy is even meant to be forever.
Each day must soon pass into the night
To prepare us for storms and troubled waters.

As we enjoy this paradise on earth,
No pain is going to last forever.
As the dark days slowly fade away,
Bright and sunshiny days, we will soon discover.

Thus is the rhythm and cycle of life.
The darkness of night unfolds the brightness of day.
If we come upon troubles and strife,
The sun will surely come to brighten up our way.

And yet, with every cycle that comes and goes,
There is a rhyme and a reason to everything.
There is a hand that holds us up and through
To tell and assure us of the fullness of life He brings.

For ever I will sing the goodness of the Lord.
~ Psalm 89

When Jesus had washed the disciples’ feet, he said to them:
“Amen, amen, I say to you, no slave is greater than his master
nor any messenger greater than the one who sent him.
If you understand this, blessed are you if you do it.
I am not speaking of all of you.
I know those whom I have chosen.
But so that the Scripture might be fulfilled,
The one who ate my food has raised his heel against me.
From now on I am telling you before it happens,
so that when it happens you may believe that I AM.
Amen, amen, I say to you, whoever receives the one I send
receives me, and whoever receives me receives the one who sent me.”
John 13:16-20

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Straining Towards the Light

As my age advances, I feel a general and gradual fading of my senses. I have to strain my eyes to see better or to strain my ears to hear what is being said to me. I used to have a sharp sense of smell. I could catch a whiff of even the faintest aroma. So, I slow down; otherwise I miss much of what is happening around me. And in slowing down, I discover nuances and subtleties in people and in the things around me, which I have taken for granted or overlooked in the hustle and bustle of my daily busy-ness.

Like, light is not just what I need to see. Light is also the new day, another gift given to me. Light is the shining of hope after a bout with darkness. As the light around me seems to be fading, there is this internal force and energy within me that tells me to go towards the light.

I have always tried to be good and to do that which I understood to be the good and right thing to do. Yet, I know I have not been entirely successful in this effort. There is a lot in me that still needs changing and I sometimes panic as I feel time running out. I feel like raging against the coming of the night. I find and draw comfort that God does not condemn. He gives light and sets thing aright. In His time, everything gets done and it gets done correctly, in the proper way and in the proper time.

Christ consorted with sinners, prostitutes, the poor, the outcast, the abandoned and those condemned by society. He did not condemn but only had words of comfort and forgiveness for them. I count myself among them, knowing all my weaknesses and failings.

O God, let all the nations praise you!

~ Psalm 67

Jesus cried out and said,
“Whoever believes in me believes not only in me
but also in the one who sent me,
and whoever sees me sees the one who sent me.
I came into the world as light,
so that everyone who believes in me might not remain in darkness.
And if anyone hears my words and does not observe them,
I do not condemn him,
for I did not come to condemn the world but to save the world.
Whoever rejects me and does not accept my words
has something to judge him: the word that I spoke,
it will condemn him on the last day,
because I did not speak on my own,
but the Father who sent me commanded me what to say and speak.
And I know that his commandment is eternal life.
So what I say, I say as the Father told me.”
John 12:44-50

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Signs Everywhere

While we were in Mexico last week, Jane insisted that her Dad call us up to tell us something she said was important. And when we finally got to talk to her, she said : “There are two persons missing in my life.” Anabelle and I wanted to go back home that very moment. There may be a lot of pain and hatred in the world today. But if we but open our eyes, there is even more loving and caring happening. Indeed, there is an unmistakable Presence that nudges us towards what is good, true, and beautiful.

The land of the Maya in Mexico is a stunningly beautiful place. I was particularly impressed by the temple ruins. They are a mute testimony to the highly sophisticated civilization that the Maya had developed. Surrounded by so much beauty and abundance, they learned not only how to read the heavens but also the author of what they read in the skies.

Yet, people all the time demand for more evidence. “If you are the Christ, tell us plainly.”  There is no compelling reason why I am here and yet I am here. And as soon as I get on with my life, I feel so comfortable I usually hate to change anything – unless some discomfort or crisis prods me out of my comfort zone, much like what happens to a seed. A seed remains a seed unless it dies and is buried in the depth and darkness of the soil. There is germinates and grows into a plant or a tree.

I need no signs. I need no more evidence. I only have to look at what God has wrought in my life to know and feel His love for me. His signs and evidences are everywhere.

All you nations, praise the Lord.
~ Psalm 87

The feast of the Dedication was taking place in Jerusalem.
It was winter.
And Jesus walked about in the temple area on the Portico of Solomon.
So the Jews gathered around him and said to him,
“How long are you going to keep us in suspense?
If you are the Christ, tell us plainly.”
Jesus answered them, “I told you and you do not believe.
The works I do in my Father’s name testify to me.
But you do not believe, because you are not among my sheep.
My sheep hear my voice;
I know them, and they follow me.
I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish.
No one can take them out of my hand.
My Father, who has given them to me, is greater than all,
and no one can take them out of the Father’s hand.
The Father and I are one.”
John 10:22-30

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Praying for Nepal

Horrifying pictures and grim stories continue to flow out of Nepal, as the number of casualties continue to rise. There will be those who will ask, “if there is a God why does He allow such disasters and misery to happen?” I feel that is a wrong question to which there can be no meaningful answer. Others will try to assuage the situation and the victims and say, “God is trying to tell us something. There is a reason for all this destruction.” I feel that too is a wrong advice and a false counsel.

I feel the pain and suffering of the people in Nepal. I want to do something to help. I know earthquakes are a part of nature’s ways, just as typhoons are a normal part of life in the Philippines.  It is tragic that people have to die and that rich historical buildings have been flattened to the ground. But that is life.

I pray that those affected by this catastrophe will have the strength and courage to pick up the pieces of their lives and recover soon and fast. I pray that there be no further injuries, specially those caused by human bumblings in the rescue and recovery efforts. I pray that people everywhere will open their hearts and resources to help and assist all the victims. I pray in the long run that we devote more resources to helping people, instead of harming or destroying them.

As I sit here, I also think what good are my prayers in alleviating all the pain and misery happening in Nepal. I realize my prayers are primarily for me. That I be a person with a heart of flesh touched and moved by the sufferings of others and willing to help in whatever way I can. If not those in Nepal at least those I see and touch everyday. That I not be a person with a heart of stone, given to cynicism and apathy and not even lifting a finger to help. If I can help by having one less uncaring person and creating one more caring person, I shall have helped make this a better place.

No man is an island,
Entire of itself,
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thy friend’s
Or of thine own were:
Any man’s death diminishes me,
Because I am involved in mankind,
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
It tolls for thee.
~ John Donne

Athirst is my soul for the living God.
~ Psalm 42

Jesus said:
“Amen, amen, I say to you,
whoever does not enter a sheepfold through the gate
but climbs over elsewhere is a thief and a robber.
But whoever enters through the gate is the shepherd of the sheep.
The gatekeeper opens it for him, and the sheep hear his voice,
as he calls his own sheep by name and leads them out.
When he has driven out all his own,
he walks ahead of them, and the sheep follow him,
because they recognize his voice.
But they will not follow a stranger;
they will run away from him,
because they do not recognize the voice of strangers.”
Although Jesus used this figure of speech,
they did not realize what he was trying to tell them.

So Jesus said again, “Amen, amen, I say to you,
I am the gate for the sheep.
All who came before me are thieves and robbers,
but the sheep did not listen to them.
I am the gate.
Whoever enters through me will be saved,
and will come in and go out and find pasture.
A thief comes only to steal and slaughter and destroy;
I came so that they might have life and have it more abundantly.”
John 10:1-10

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