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This blog follows the travels of the Turberfield family as they drop out of the normal busyness of corporate life to explore the ancient art of Tibetan Thangka, the dusty mountaintop temples of the eastern edge of the Tibetan plateau and travel overland from Singapore to England.

Offering to The Spiritual Guide in a lofty gompa perched above the natural fort of Dongwan valley, weekly trips to Shangri La's unpredictable shower rooms, keeping the cows out of the bins, scaling sacred Mount Shika, haggling for pu-er in the tea markets of Kunming and the nightly wonder of the milky way - possibly as far as it's possible to get from the subway at rush hour....

The main contributors are Michelle (also widely known as "The Boss") and David with bits and pieces from San San and Jon Jon. We hope you enjoy and look forward to your comments.

Wednesday, 23 March 2011

The powerless me

Thousands of miles away from Singapore, away from home...usually being away from home is good for me. I seems to be born with gypsies blood, for I have always been traveling from places to places, family to family ever since I was a kid. It seems right for me not to be near my parents and siblings. I got use to being on my own.

But today, I wish that I am at home. I wish to have the clairvoyance of a buddha to be with my mum in Singapore. I wish I am as powerful as a Buddha to take away the pain and fear that my mum is encountering. I wish I could replace her loneliness with happiness.

Geshe-la said that if we do not understand the sufferings of others, how could I develop the compassion for them to be free from sufferings! My half-hearted practice comes from not realizing the real sufferings. My effortless practice is pitiful. How can I help anyone at the rate my practice is going? How can I take way the pain and suffering of others? How can I claim that I love my mum when I can't even take away her sufferings.

There is a need to start looking. Looking very hard at this reality that we call life. How meaningful is it? Everyday, we wake up, we chase after what we call meaningful. But how meaningful is meaningful when I am not even able to take fear away from people whom I love and care for!!! It is time to start questioning: am I really living meaningfully?

Don't let life pass you by...don't let it deceive you...how meaningful is your life to date???

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Location:Xiamen, China

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2 comments:

jan said...

I felt the exact same way when my dad was in the hospital 2 years ago when I was away for working visits in KMCs half way around the world.
Powerless and helpless.

At that time, I suddenly recalled an encounter in a cave with a Yogi in Nepal in 2008, whose 1st statement to me was: "Don't waste your life.
You can only bring your practice to your grave, not your money, friends or your family.."

It's a struggle not to get complacent with living that we forget what we're really living for..
I hope you find yours :)

24 March 2011 at 02:57
Anonymous said...

Hi Michelle, how long will you be in Xiamen or just for transit? Doris

26 March 2011 at 06:30

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