Posts Tagged ‘miracle fruit’


Weekly Photo Challenge: Dialogue Between the Dragon and Miracle Fruits

September 1, 2014
Dragon and miracle

Both are ready for consumption. Which one will you choose? Similar yet different.


Daily Prompt: The Critical Eye / On Humming the Same Tune

April 22, 2013

This blogsite is a journal of my activities, journeys and experiences, so I oftentimes write about my independent film advocacies and related stuff, as well as my experiences: a) with people — friends and [quite seldom, foes alike to vent  out nega feelings; b] my journey to places through photos, and notes on things that I enjoyed seeing or have learned about; c) plants and animals, especially those that I am “guarding” such as the miracle fruit tree, the calamansi or Philippine lemon, and the Christmas berry plant, others call the money plant; lastly, the pets we are keeping such as Pitz, a hybrid Japanese Spitz / Philippine askal, and Oliver, our supposedly white cat who these days come home always grey after his night fights.

Pitz_4 months later_Nov '12


Oliver Sleeps

Oliver Asleep

I find myself returning back and forth on the above subjects. Thanks to wordpress photo challenges and daily writing prompts such as this one, they at least gets punctuated, and have a respite. So as not to look that repetitive, I pingback on the already written topic to serve as corroborative notes if I need to refer to the same subject again [As sample, click on the highlighted words above]. Well, probably because like music it is just like humming the same tune…only with some variations.

Money Plant

Money Plant

Like music, I write about experiences that has beginning and must end; about people I say hi’s and goodbyes; dreams and wishes; places and things that marked in my memory; animals and plants that I’ve seen growing and dying. Like music, the mood and melody of what I write about reflects my sentiments and feelings — be they excitement on a blooming calamansi and money plant flowers, sadness on seeing my pets unplayful or sick; upset in not accomplishing a target schedule; sarcasm in meeting narrow-minded, if not egoistic individuals; triumph in finishing a difficult film project that successfully overcome hurdles, etc.


Daily Prompt: FA / Drizzles on the Miracle Fruit Gives Joy to my Heart

January 19, 2013

Home = warmth or joy in seeing Pitz, our 10-month old white, hairy dog rushing to welcome us when we come home from work, encircling us and jumping around with joy; he would only calm down when lifted up and hugged.

Soil = the miracle fruit plant I RESOLVED to guard, look after and closely watch. Would you believe that there are now about six green fruits other the one and only that I said I’d watch until it gets to the final stage – red and ripe? Yes!!! only 13 days from the time I wrote my resolution…

Rain = literally, drizzles or the pouring rain that saves me from watering my plants some rare days; the former comes light and quietly; the latter gives music rhythm that I enjoy listening as they fall on galvanized iron rooftops. But depending on my mood, they become nagging at times. This month though, it seems abnormal to have rains, especially typhoons in our tropical country. Climate change indeed!!!

Whether drizzling or pouring rain, the soil that hugs the miracle fruit plant that I daily check with Pitz seems to enjoy the douse that it gets from above. Like the plant perhaps, is the feeling of unexplainable joy that I feel within me as I witness that my resolution seems to be succeeding faster that I expected the outcome to be.


Weekly Photo Challenge: Resolved / On Miracle Fruit

January 6, 2013

We have a plant called the Miracle Fruit. I took it for granted for about five years now or from the time I bought it that it grew from waist-length to about 6 feet high. I don’t remember seeing it bear more than five or six red colored miracle fruits in a year. So, a bunch which other plants yield the way I know it is also a dream. Our helper who used to look after it has left some 10 months ago so I took over watering the plant — but with the same attitude. I was busy with my work. Two months ago, I was grounded because of poor health. With more time at home and the plant, I wondered about the rarity of its fruits. I thought of having the plant transferred to a place where it could get more sunlight and have taken the resolve to give it more time, treat it with more care and to daily and diligently water it.

Miracle fruit -flower_ECUHundreds, maybe thousand buds and flowers grew — much more than before. That alone is rewarding but it is still taking time to bear fruit. Most of them are falling so much so that I started talking and asking the plant to turn into a fruit, please!!!

ImageYesterday, I was quite delighted to finally and unexpectedly saw a fruit – green in color. Only ONE though! Now, I am more determined and have taken another resolve to take even more care, give the plant more time and fertilizers as well, talk to the plant more — with the hope of beating its usual and maximum quota of six fruits annually. Who knows? By treating it equally as Pitz and Oliver, it would bear at least a dozen!!! Promise! I’ll make a tally and I’ll guard this first “survivor” to see if it would succeed in reaching its final stage – red, ripe and ready to taste.

What its quota going to be this 2013? Let’s wait and see! Oh by the way, it’s called a miracle fruit because it can turn into sweet taste the most sour of fruits like the Calamansi


Labor Bearing Fruit

January 25, 2009


After seven, if not nine years of waiting, (has the year 2009 got something to do with this?), one of our plants started to bear flowers. It is a very ordinary plant but each day that I see it when I go in and out of our place, I would always ask myself when would I ever see its red flowers.

We also have another plant they call the “miracle fruit.” With it in your tongue you will be able to take the most sour tasting fruit that you may want to eat. It “miraculously” lessens or decreases the sour taste level to a degree that won’t make your face as “sour” as the fruit that you are eating.

Miracle Fruit

Miracle Fruit

When I bought it more than two years ago, I was told that it was ready to bear fruits as it was already mature. It was then bearing plenty of tiny white flowers like fireflies in moonlit night. (I will never forget a fairy-tale looking sight in an Indian village when I saw thousands of fireflies along the winding river). But I was disappointed. The plant has grown taller than I am by now and has so far reached the blooming level only. Oh well, that’s what I thought.

This week, when I saw the plant with red flowers at last, I approached the miracle fruit plant and talked to it: “Ikaw, kailan ka magbubunga?” (When are you going to bear fruit?). To my surprise, I saw under its leaves one and only one fruit among the so many flowers it is bearing. The color is also red and it took years before I saw for myself that it is actually bearing “a fruit.” I was ecstatic!

The size of this miracle fruit measures approximately .75 inches.

The third miracle fruit that I picked! It measures approximately three-fourths of an inch.

Moreover, seeing that our bamboo-looking plant has become so matured it started bearing flowers too added to my happiness. (They say it is a bamboo variety. Pity that I don’t know the names of our plants!)


On top of everything—when I see our dog with its three puppies, I see the metaphor of “bearing fruits and flowers,” “bearing children and puppies,” “bearing the fruits of love, labor and patience.” The personal advocacy films that I have done were literally “fruits of labor and patience.” All of them were born after many months. Except for the children and puppies, all took not less than one-and-a-half years of toil and patience. My friend Janus calls them “labor bearing fruits.”

Couples need to wait for nine months and a mother need to labor before her baby is born, plants need to be patiently watered daily to grow and flower, puppies need to be fed and taken cared of to live and grow too. So, what more our children who must be loved and embraced, irrespective of their being “regular” or “special.”

With respective to my advocacy film work, I take time to make one. I really laboooooor. When I finish one, it is joy that I feel. It is not much different to how I feel seeing our plants flower, watching wild flowers bloom, seeing a butterfly out of its cocoon fly to freedom, seeing thousands of angels walk for autism…

Angels Walk for Autism

Angels Walk for Autism, January 18, 2009

(To view when angels walked for autism last January 18, click

It is joy seeing in others how my films give hope and uplift spirits, seeing the spark in the eyes of those who acknowledge how my labor bearing films affect them and the understanding that sinks into the consciousness of those who are ignorant of my subject’s condition—that special children should not be treated as “Others”—that I really feel and enjoy the “fruits of my labor.”

The reward is psychic. It can’t be stolen. It can only be enjoyed, treasured and cherish.