What Filipinos Taught Me When Nothing Makes Sense

Filipinos laugh through chaos, dance through hardship, and believe that tomorrow will take care of itself.

So what if joy isn’t about having everything figured out? And what if surrender is its own kind of power?

Diyos Ko (My God)

I grew up around Filipinos. Their voices, jokes, and shared meals form the background noise of my childhood—familiar, yet somehow foreign. Though I was raised among them, a clear divide always remains. I don’t look like them. I don’t think like them. Our values move in opposite directions.

While they live freely, I weigh every choice. While they laugh loudly, I plan quietly. I see ambition as survival. They seem to survive without it.

I am a meticulous, goal-oriented Chinese. To someone like me, the Filipino way of life often seems reckless. I’ve watched housemaids quit without warning, laborers borrow a few hundred pesos they don’t repay, and families raise six children without knowing how they’ll feed one. Many have no bank accounts, no investments, no long-term vision. On my worst days, it baffles me. They live with no map, no compass, and no care for the storm.

And yet, they are often the ones beaming.

Walang Pera! (No Money!—With a Big Smile)

It took years before I could sit with the complexity of that joy. It isn’t denial. It isn’t ignorance. It’s bahala na—a deeply rooted mindset shaped by centuries of history and hardship. Often translated as “come what may,” bahala na is more than a phrase; it’s a worldview.

This belief, that fate and faith will carry what planning cannot, once left me wondering. How can people with no savings sleep soundly? How can a single mother working three menial jobs still joke at the end of the day? How can someone with so little look me in the eye and say, “Don’t worry. God will provide,” and genuinely mean it?

At first, I judged it as passivity. But over time, I begin to see something else: adaptation.

Sige, Bukas Na (I’ll Worry About It Tomorrow)

The Philippines is a nation that has endured colonial rule, dictatorship, economic instability, and natural disaster after natural disaster. It’s not just a country of 7,107 islands; it’s a country of resilience. When resources are scarce, optimism becomes a survival skill. When infrastructure fails, communities rise. When tomorrow is uncertain, people lean into the present.

Sociologists have called this a “crisis-oriented psychology.” But crisis doesn’t always breed fear. In the Filipino psyche, it often gives rise to surrender, born not from weakness, but necessity.

Religion plays a massive role. With over 86% of the population identifying as Catholic, belief functions as both spiritual and cultural currency. There’s a collective trust in divine timing, in the idea that no matter how chaotic life becomes, someone or something greater is in control.

Kaon Tayo (Let’s Eat)

Food is rarely scarce when shared. I’ve seen families stretch one fish dish into something that could feed ten. It’s not just about sustenance. It’s about gratitude and togetherness. Even in the midst of uncertainty, there’s always an invitation to sit, laugh, and eat. They treat a simple bowl of rice with the same joy Americans reserve for a fine steak.

In contrast, I come from a lineage that believes success is earned through sweat, sacrifice, and strategy. We build wealth for security, plan for our grandchildren before we’re married, open multiple bank accounts, and prepare for every possible scenario. That mindset made me who I am: an award-winning architect in the United States with a Master’s degree and a meticulously mapped-out future. But it also made it difficult to understand how people could live so loosely.

Taba Ko Na (I’m So Fat—Even When There’s No Food)

There’s humor in the contradiction here. Even when food is limited, someone will complain about gaining weight. It’s this ironic, almost theatrical self-awareness that gives Filipino culture its unique voice. They laugh at the absurdity. They tell the truth without flinching. Even pain is made lighter with the right timing and tone.

Syempre (Of Course)

It’s common for men to walk away from jobs on a whim, with no backup and no fear, just because they’re “unhappy.” Many women without education wear makeup like armor and carry purses more expensive than my shoes. I see joy on faces that seem to have no reason to celebrate, and I feel rage when corruption and indifference thrive. But even in my judgment, I can’t deny something powerful: they always keep going.

Salamat Po (Deeply Grateful)

When circumstances are difficult, choosing contentment is an act of rebellion. When little is promised, living fully becomes a kind of wisdom. And when the world feels out of control, surrendering to something larger than yourself isn’t giving up. Rather, it’s breathing through the unknown.

Kaya Ko ‘To (I Can Do This)

I’ll never fully embody the Filipino way of life. I’ll never stop building, striving, or preparing. But there’s a part of me that understands the quiet strength behind a smile, the fierce hope behind bahala na.

There are different kinds of wisdom in this world. Some build bridges and empires. Others hold hands during blackouts. One isn’t better than the other. But the most powerful people, I believe, are the ones who learn to carry both.

So when things fall apart, when the blueprints blur and the path forward vanishes, I’m learning to say it too.

Bahala na.

As a release and not an excuse.

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