I Learnt 3 Valuable Lessons

I Learnt 3 Valuable Lessons

Whilst growing up I was never around animals and when I was, I was afraid of them. I have no idea why I was scared of them. I must have been incorrectly wired to believe that animals can hurt me so I always kept my distance. Besides, living in the city I did not have much opportunity to be around them so my lack of exposure limited me in knowing and understanding them.  Fast forward to today. I’m in love with animals. Especially in the last year. I am stunned at how little I knew about them. My ignorance got me curious to learn about the many beautiful species and so my journey began.  One of my favourite animals are dogs and specifically border collies. I have been lucky enough to get to know Lily. Lily is 4 years old and shes is a quarter labrador but she has very distinct border collie characteristics. Lily loves being around people and when she is stroked or itched, her facial expression can melt one’s heart. I know because it did mine. I am learning valuable lessons from Lily.  Lily is authentic. She waits by the stairs because she knows that we walk down the stairs and she gets attention; love. She is not embarrassed to display that side of her. It reminds me how I used to find it hard to ask for love. I masked what I wanted hence made it hard for others to know when I needed support or comfort. But if I showed what I felt then there would not be any issues in getting the love...
What makes a holiday oh-so special?

What makes a holiday oh-so special?

Going away for the weekend to spend a bit of downtime together led us to Tai Chung, a city in Taiwan. We loved every bit of it. Not because it was glamorous because that would be Hong Kong or Dubai. It was very average in terms of urbanization. So why did we like it so much? The city has the perfect balance of great infrastructure with greenery infused in it. On Friday morning, we were in the middle of the city in a cab and we were surrounded by trees everywhere. It is a rarity to see this nowadays and in Hong Kong. So you’re thinking, what, trees? Really! Is that why you liked Tai Chung that much? Actually, that’s not why. It’s the subtle things that happened randomly. Allow me to explain. We were curious to see what a local supermarket was like so we headed to Carrefour. It was like going to Asda or Sainsbury’s in England. I hadn’t seen anything that big and encompassing in Asia. Okay, so the supermarket was like England, that couldn’t have been the highlight of the trip, right? Right. We were walking along one of the aisles, when an American man who was with his Taiwanese wife started talking to us. It was very random but at the same time very natural to them (which we learnt later). We chatted briefly and it left us with a smile on our faces. Why? Here we were, checking out the senbei (Japanese rice crackers) and here comes someone saying to us, “Hi, where’re you from?” The reason this was a “wow” moment is simply because...
What a blissful weekend looks like? 

What a blissful weekend looks like? 

Have you ever gone to a place and felt like time has stopped and you’ve gone back in time? That’s how my weekend felt like. We frequently go to this place, the second hand bookstore and get some great buys. Last Saturday was no different. As we left, we got chatting with the owner, a retired Englishman. I learnt so much about him, his family, his life and we even chatted about diet and fitness. I was so intrigued that I didn’t want to leave! He reminded me about life and brought me back to me. I am an emotional person, I like simplicity, nature, snails, books and the chance to write. I like the old Hong Kong, the less developed HK where there are lesser malls and more local stores like I grew up in. That’s probably why Mui Wo and Pui O feel comforting. The simplicity is appealing. Where it is simple, there is more community, lesser competition, drama and greed. People are more content at simpler places. My day continued with more experiences of nature and simplicity that left me in awe. On Saturday night, as we were heading to the Silvermine Resort, rows of bulls marched quietly towards the beach. Their orderly manner amused me. They walked mindfully and in a row. One behind the other as if they were school children heading for assembly. It was the cutest sight! I stopped and wanted to see what they were going to do. But also I just wanted to take in this rare beauty. All the bulls found a cozy spot on the sand and as...
Birthdays and what does it mean?

Birthdays and what does it mean?

Birthdays. What does it really mean? For years I didn’t regard it to be important. If you think about it, it is just another day. Another day or another year that has passed by. And then what? Has it brought more meaning? This birthday I chose to celebrate – to honour my existence because I am grateful to be alive. Yes, it sounds silly but I am alive as a human being and it is only though this human body that I can contribute to life; make a difference, be a better me, experience calmness and tranquility, and write all about it! ? I am truly humbled by the love that has been given to me from days prior to my birthday. As it’s been shared on Facebok, it started with my senior students (17-18 years old). Yes, I know they look like 12-year olds! They surprised me with their kindness, love and a yummy cake! The day progressed with a night with my two gorgeous spiritual sisters. The love being poured was overwhelming. Today it continues with a relaxing and beachy day with the man of my dreams. This birthday, I realised how giving people are. It reminded me that love is about giving. Countless people like you have taken a moment to share your love and blessings today  which has reminded me that love is about touching other people with kindness and love. I ask the Divine to guide me in this precious life given to me to touch as many lives as I can. So when I leave, I have left this world not just being...
“I can’t imagine something really bad happening”

“I can’t imagine something really bad happening”

Recently I attended a Buddhist class and Rabten (my teacher) shared a story which shook me massively. A lady he knows in Australia who is into Buddhism and attends the Kadampa classes is going through a lot in life and he decided to check up on her. I’ll name this lady Ann to make it easier. Ann is going through chemo, she has a tumor. Her husband has a heart condition. Her kids are going through a lot. They both are aware that time is not on their side. Her husband had a very good job and they had the luxuries of life, houses in various places and 2 lovely children. When Rabten saw her recently during his visit to Australia he asked her how she was doing. She responded by saying, “I can’t imagine something really bad happening.” And so Rabten asked her to explain what she meant. She said, “I can’t imagine losing my faith, my inner peace or my Buddha.” Upon hearing that, I was speechless but also embarrassed. This lady is going through what would seem like life’s most horrific tragedies and yet she said she can’t imagine something really BAD happening. This said a lot to me. For starters, it tells me that we put so much importance on ensuring we do not lose what we hold dear that are outside of us like friends, family, possessions etc. all of which will go because nothing is permanent. Ann however is well aware of that and knows that the only thing that matters is having her faith and if she has that, she’s good. She is aware...
Live Your Childhood Dream

Live Your Childhood Dream

I’m hitting 41 this year and yet I feel like a kid. I feel more alive than ever. I remember when I was in high school, I loved writing. I was one of the editors of the school newsletter and was so proud of my work even though it probably wasn’t all that great! I had the passion and the love for writing. Even though I was not fortunate enough to study writing after graduation, my first Masters was in Creative Writing and now I blog whenever time permits. As I get older I realize more of what I want to be. I say be and not do because ambition should be derived from the heart. I can recall the days and nights of writing poetry in my diary when I was in my late teens and early twenties. I did that purely because that was my way of expressing myself. Today, I still write as it eases my mind and I feel alive. We all have dreams especially when we were kids. The dreams could have been as simple as being the best person you could be or earning a million dollars or it could be being a jewellery designer. Whatever your dreams were, are they dead now or are you living it? I would like to share something Rabten, my Budhhist teacher shared recently. He said during the death meditation which is done at night, we say our byes to everyone and everything, including our dreams and the people that have done us wrong or vice versa. Would there be any regrets? Something we can ponder about. Because...