Now that I have finally entered winter break, I am able to do what I love most which is to go through my giant music library and find new and old music to love and enjoy. In my recent journey to go through my music, I came across this gem.
I have yet to pinpoint what the meaning of the song is, but it definitely caught my attention. I mostly put this song up hoping someone had their own interpretation and could help me with mine. I hope to hear your responses soon!
p.s. I hope all your Christmas’ or whichever holiday was amazing and filled with much love and compassion. Soon, I’ll be writing a New Year’s entry as well as a one year anniversary entry. See you then!
In the midst of my finals studying, I got distracted and went through some old pictures. This particular picture is from my senior year when I got to take pictures with my two best friends before their prom. These two right here and definitely my girls to the very end and have been around for most of my life and despite all the times we got separated whether it was different high schools and colleges far from each other, our relationship has only gotten stronger and more meaningful.
Above most people I have met in my life and become friends with, these two girls right here are the two that I value the most. The girl on the left is my FaceBook wife and soulmate. She is the most kind, caring, beautiful, and genuine person. I have known her since the sixth grade, but it feels like I’ve known her for a lifetime. Whenever we talk, whenever we are near each other, and even whenever we just text each other, each second counts. It feels like no time has passed at all, although hours have passed. She has been through so many of my ups and downs and distance has proven to be no obstacle for us. I am so proud of her and ridiculously blessed to have met such a wonderful human being in this lifetime. I could not have asked for a better person to be my other half.
The girl to my right? I’ve pretty much known her my entire life. We met in first grade, and although we got separated in after first grade because I went to a different school, we reconnected in middle school and any time that passed where we didn’t see each other didn’t seem like a gap at all. She is the most down-to-earth and genuine person to have entered my life. She taught me to embrace who you are and not to let anyone else tell you that you have to fit a stigma. She always had a knack to be confident in herself and I think that ability has happily and finally transferred to me.
These two ladies are the most beautiful people I know and together they are the best friends I could have ever asked for. They complete so many pieces of me and despite the mass difference between us at different intervals in our life, we have always remained close and believed in our friendship. Words cannot describe how much their friendship means to me and it is wonderful to know that they value my friendship just as much. I can never forget how blessed I am nor never will I ever stop saying it. Thank Buddha that they entered my life. I can’t wait for the rest of our lives.
Do you see the kid to the left of me? I’ve known him since the second grade. Prior to entering my first year in college, I did not see him for almost nine years. We would exchange a few messages on FaceBook and a few text messages, but it was difficult to just talk over the phone or FaceBook. When we found out that we were going to the same college, I was ecstatic. I was so happy to see him again after so many years.
I never would have imagined getting close to him as quickly as I did in the past four months, but it happened. It definitely had to be one of the best parts about college so far. It is rare when you see someone for the first time in a long time and be able to reconnect easily and quickly. But with him, it seemed like there was no gap in time for us. Some of our mutual friends even thought that we saw each other every summer and caught up with each other because we were just that close.
I’m looking forward to an amazing next few years with this kid. It has been extremely exciting thus far and I hope for many more memories.
It’s been a while since I wrote a post like this one, but I thought that I should let y’all know instead of leaving you guys in the dark. Not that I’ve been as consistent as I used to be with this blog but sadly, finals week has crept up on me and I’ve got to go into study mode. I’ve been procrastinating a bit too much and I really need to step my game up. I hope that the days will pass by quickly and that I’ll be able to return to this blog.
Wish me luck! I hope that all of you have been healthy and well and have been finding more and more ways to be compassionate.
“Without accepting the fact that everything changes, we cannot find perfect composure. But unfortunately, although it is true, it is difficult for us to accept it. Because we cannot accept the truth of transience, we suffer.”
– Shunryu Suzuki
Nelson “Madiba” Mandela
I’ll let the article speak for itself. I hope that you find some inspiration through the words of a compassionate man.
“A family is a place where minds come in contact with one another. If these minds love one another the home will be as beautiful as a flower garden. But if these minds get out of harmony with one another it is like a storm that plays havoc with the garden.”
During my Thanksgiving break I was able to visit my Buddhist temple. I got to see all my temple family and it became exactly what I needed as well. As well as being in the building itself, being surrounded by people who love me unconditionally was absolutely wonderful and therapeutic. But for the first time, I had the chance to ask my monk why she decided to become a monk at such a young age.
Here is some back story about my monk: She is 27 years old and trained to be a monk for many years. She recently came to the states to the become a monk at my temple around two years ago and she is currently taking classes at the local community college.
But that day, I finally asked her what made her let go of all her emotional and physical attachments at such a young age. The story she told me opened my eyes up completely. Before she finalized her decision to become a Zen Buddhist Monk, she traveled from Korea to seventeen different countries in Europe. She traveled to each country hoping she would find another perspective on the purpose of life. But instead of finding something different in each country, she instead found that anywhere she went, everyone was essentially a carbon copy of each other. Whether it was having a family, sustaining a job/career, or even being with friends, it was all the same. Everyone was searching for some kind of happiness without starting with the satisfaction in the purpose of their life. She felt enlightened, she felt obligated to find a deeper purpose to life.
Her answer? To become a monk. Not only would she find the purpose of her life, she would also learn to be disciplined and find meaning to her life in her compassion to those around her. And hopefully, at the end of her spiritual journey, she would reach enlightenment. However, she neither craves nor only strives for enlightenment. She find her version of happiness in compassionate and exact rituals. She finds purpose in respecting all the things around her, whether they be an insect, animal, or human. She finds that all living things deserve a place around her. By becoming a monk, she continues to obtain knowledge about the purpose of life and become a decent human being.
Having this conversation with my monk was eye-opening. Not just in the fact that she found a path to the purpose of her life through Buddhism, but in the way she reached the path of becoming a Buddhist monk. She is still training, but she says that she will always be training. There is no end to knowledge and there is no end to the ways of reaching enlightenment. I will never forget her passion to comprehend the purpose of life.