We write these pieces the way our elders taught us — slowly, without hurry, and without pretending we invented what the barangay has been doing since before the galleons. Read them as letters from the sanctuary, not as lectures.

From barangay healers to Rizal's writings — a gentle history of our craft.

What modern research now confirms about an old Filipino ritual.

A Cordilleran healing practice nearly lost in two generations.

Three plants that still live in every lola's medicine shelf.

Why the village healer outlasts the town pharmacy.

How a physiotherapist and a manghihilot came to share one treatment room.
Traditions do not die in a single generation; they fade in small hesitations. A lola who no longer lights tanglad. A grandson who reaches first for paracetamol. These notes are our way of keeping the lamp on — not to argue against medicine, but to make sure the old hands and the old names are still there when someone needs them.— Tita Remy Salazar, founding manghihilot
Our sanctuary in South Triangle, Quezon City, is open six days a week. Walk up to the second floor and we will be waiting.