Friday, February 11, 2011

Letting Go

If I do not let you go, I am selfish

But if you go, you are selfish.

The pain is not so much in want

But more in seeing your anguish

As you wrestle with yourself

The pain is not so much in lack of provision

But more in your choice

Made when hopes shadowed clarity

In slumber where gentle should be

Yet creases line your brow

That is pain.

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Tibetan Marriage Made in India

Startling but happy news came in today. A Tibetan friend of some years but of only so many days is getting married.

A photo perhaps of this happy creature but then I thought it would be an invasion of her privacy to have her face plastered across space.

Her marriage brings to my mind many thoughts, the first perhaps, is the plight of the Tibetans in India. They are, to me at least, a rather displaced people in a foreign land. They may speak the language and wear western clothes but for many, their soul are still Tibetan. Within their hearts are so many aspirations, ambitions, plans and hope.

Many years ago, I had experienced something similar. Shall I subject the next generation to a place alien to them because I felt that my land of birth leaves me disillusioned? Half of my grandparents came from China and their grandson migrates to another place and later their great grandchildren migrates somewhere else? Sanvega!

Human kind and perhaps all creatures too seek comfort. Oppression births the will to live. Uncertainty anxiety. Dissatisfaction the search for greener grass and a bigger moon.

May my friend finds happiness and appreciation in her new life!