We live our lives in such an obsessive pattern that we have become zombies following the ways of the world. We chase after pleasures that give us relief and joy for a short period and then we are down in the doldrums again. Then the next seeking begins. It is madness until some wisdom pops up for us to realize that something is not right. This is where I must thank the teachers for consistently giving understanding to many minds. Without such a teaching, many would be caught in the seeking and chasing mode, from worldly to spiritual. Though in name, the latter appears more holy and superior, they are actually the same if there is no understanding of how to go about cultivating.

I am no stranger to the loss of loved ones and even losing three within a span of only four years. This all-too-familiar feeling arose and it all compounded because we had witnessed the entire process. We even photographed the mother with only its head and long beak peeking out of the nest hole as it sat laying its eggs. A sense of deep loss came and I quietly mourned for a little bird family that could have been.