Before we knew it, time has passed and we are in Singapore doing Tara puja for the New Year.
Singapore is cool in this period, with predictable monsoon rain every afternoon. I think we have all missed its weather and rejoice in only wearing T-shirt. Here, we shall stay for another month because we have to wait for San-San new passport.
At the moment we are still not sure where we are going but I think we are certain we shall be on the road again. At least to make our way to UK for spring festival.
Dave has developed a keen interest in learning mandarin. I am happy coz I think it is a process of learning to be humble, to accept other culture and language.
Singaporean take pride in knowing many tongues, but we are losing touch with the cultures and respect for it. I hear people complaining about there being too many mainland Chinese, My new found love.
I grow up in an environment where I was told Mainland chinese are greedy and dirty. I cannot dispute that there was a dislike in me for them, to that extent that I think being oversea Chinese i am far more superior than them. Of course, I change every moment. As I get close to Buddhism I find my view to broaden, these negtive veiws fall away and my dearest spiritual teacher teaches us to see from a different angle. For that, I am grateful.
Today, Dave reminded me about my quest to learn about the Chinese in the beginning of my trip. I smile coz the Chinese holds a dear place in my heart. For who they are, they reminded me of my father who passed away when I was fourteen. How can I have disrespect for my fathers.
Then I remember what Geshe-la keeps telling us- all sentient being were our mothers! I believe I can feel a little of that now.
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