Hazel Joyce Domingo Salatan

Maka-Diyos, Maka-masa, Maka-bayan, Makata.

Across Oceans Toward Peace: Remembering Farmers This Advent

Living far from the Philippines shapes the way we see home. Distance sharpens the stories we hear—stories shared by family over late-night calls, news links passed around in group chats, quiet conversations with fellow migrants who left but never truly left. These stories come to us with a certain weight, a kind of clarity that distance makes impossible to ignore. And in this Advent season—a season that asks us to watch, to listen, to prepare—I find myself drawn again and again to the stories of our farmers. Their voices cross oceans, steady and insistent, calling us not to look away.

Advent has always been countercultural. While the world rushes into celebration, Advent teaches us a different kind of waiting—not resignation, but attentiveness. Advent waiting is resistance. It refuses to accept injustice as normal. It trains our eyes to see truthfully and our hearts to lean toward the possibility of peace—not the shallow peace of silence, but the deep peace rooted in justice.

Farmers remain at the heart of the Philippines. They nurture the land. They grow the food that sustains families, communities, and the nation. And more than producing harvest, they carry a wisdom the country often overlooks: the wisdom of the soil, the patience formed by seasons, the resilience shaped by both abundance and loss. Farmers not only feed the nation; they reveal the quiet strength of people who continue to hope even when hope feels costly.

Yet their lives speak a truth that is painful to hear: those who feed the country often struggle to feed themselves. Some cannot afford the rice they harvested. Others live with unresolved land issues or depend on support programs that come too late or never at all. Many farmers grow old still burdened by debts. And in countless communities, the younger generation steps away from farming—because the work demands everything while giving too little in return.

Their struggle is not separate from the struggles of fisherfolk, laborers, Indigenous peoples, daily wage earners, and other vulnerable sectors. Every story is important. But the story of farmers exposes the larger truth of the nation’s imbalance: when those who sustain the country suffer, the whole society is wounded.

And we cannot name these wounds without confronting the systemic corruption that deepens them. It is not subtle anymore. It is not hidden. It is rampant and obvious—seen in delayed services, lost funds, empty promises, and policies crafted for show rather than service. Corruption is not only about money stolen; it is dignity stolen. It is the refusal to give communities what they rightfully deserve. It is the daily betrayal of people who work hard and receive little in return.

This disconnect became painfully clear when officials declared that a ₱500 ($8.45) Noche Buena budget was “enough.” For many Filipinos—especially those abroad—it sounded almost unreal. It revealed how distant some leaders have become from ordinary life. If they cannot grasp what it takes to prepare a simple holiday meal, how can they understand the deeper needs of farmers or any struggling family?

Advent does not ask us to sugarcoat these realities. Advent calls us to honesty. Advent calls us to awakening. And Advent calls us to peace—not peace that avoids conflict, but peace that confronts injustice; not peace that is quiet, but peace that is courageous; not peace that hides, but peace that liberates.

Peace demands something of us. It asks us to stay informed, to stay compassionate, to stay involved. It calls us to support those who uplift farmers, to resist narratives that normalize suffering, to use our voices even when we feel far away. Even small actions—a message of encouragement, supporting advocacies, sharing truthful stories, praying for farmers—become seeds of peace.

This is why stories matter. Stories humanize. Stories awaken conscience. Stories disrupt indifference. When we listen to farmers’ stories, we honor their lives. When we tell their stories, we refuse to let their struggle be forgotten. And when their stories move us, they shape our moral imagination and invite us to act.

Distance does not diminish responsibility. Many of us continue to support families, participate in civic life when we can, and pray for a homeland we still love deeply. Advent invites us to renew that commitment—to remain awake, to remain compassionate, and to seek peace rooted in justice.

A peaceful Philippines will not emerge overnight. But peace begins with truth. Peace begins with listening. Peace begins with refusing systems that leave farmers in hardship. Advent calls us not just to prepare for celebration, but to prepare for transformation.

This season reminds us:

Peace is not shallow.

Peace is the labor of justice and the courage of compassion.

And peace becomes possible when we choose to care for one another—especially those who feed the nation.

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