When the wind of change blows, some people build walls others build windmills- Chinese Proverb
I loved my mother, but my mother didn’t love me. I wonder now that she’s here no more does she love me? Today, it was my mother birthday, as a Buddhist I need to acknowledge her for giving me life, but do I honor her? After a year of her passing I still question her … Continue reading My Mother
The three wise monkeys: See No Evil, Hear No Evil, Speak No Evil. When do opinions, words spoken without thoughts become judgement or criticism? Maybe downright evil? Let me tell you a story, sometime ago all I needed was brightness surrounding me, I thought if I basque in light then all my darkness will be … Continue reading Judgment or Criticism
To everyone I wish you a beautiful day! It is the only holiday as Americans we celebrate together and unamiously. Continue reading Happy Thanksgiving
Ha! Mother, she is the living embodiment of motherhood! ~My mother worked for a travel agency! and she booked guilt trips~ Since I can remember I was facinated by this woman’s ability to manipulate, and disrupt any peaceful gathering. She would start with one child by telling them all the abuse she has received on … Continue reading My Mother Worked For a Travel Agency
Windmills of My Mind 