A Farewell

          FAREWELL, thou little Nook of mountain-ground,
          Thou rocky corner in the lowest stair
          Of that magnificent temple which doth bound
          One side of our whole vale with grandeur rare;
          Sweet garden-orchard, eminently fair,
          The loveliest spot that man hath ever found,
          Farewell!--we leave thee to Heaven's peaceful care,
          Thee, and the Cottage which thou dost surround.

          Our boat is safely anchored by the shore,
          And there will safely ride when we are gone;                10
          The flowering shrubs that deck our humble door
          Will prosper, though untended and alone:
          Fields, goods, and far-off chattels we have none:
          These narrow bounds contain our private store
          Of things earth makes, and sun doth shine upon;
          Here are they in our sight--we have no more.

They Ask "How To Be a Buddhist?"

There are questions in life that may never be fated to meet their own answers, like "What is God?" or "What is Love?" or "What is Self?", and many more of them. No matter how we try to label some definitions upon those matters, it feels like we're fooling ourselves, pretending that we understand despite the honest fact within our mind. Dewi Lestari (Dee) in her book "Madre" said that God and Love are experience instead of explanation, journey instead of destination, expressing she didn't know the real answer when being asked about.

And as I've been learning Buddhism for some couple of years, it turns out there are "Buddhist-curious" out there who happen to be questioning some phenomenons in their lives and they've found it within Buddhism instead of the religion marked on their ID Card. My action has been inviting them to come and see me, and they ask me why I choose to learn Buddhism, and in the end they want to be "more Buddhist".