A recent gift from H.E. Tsem Rinpoche to remind me that although I may be right, I do not always have to speak because compassion also means knowing when to talk.
When I took refuge 12 years ago in Jurong Reptile Park, not only did I receive the gift of Dharma, but H.E. Tsem Rinpoche also presented me with this as my refuge gift.
In both a Buddhist and secular sense, I’ve been extremely lucky because I’ve always been surrounded by people that I can love and respect not because they’ve spoilt me, but because they’ve been unafraid to teach me the hard lessons in life. This post is about my mother because as I’ve grown older, she’s become […]
(Taken with my iPhone) Whenever we face obstacles, our lama might prescribe us a series of pujas (rituals to invoke the blessings of the Buddhas) to do. Depending on our affinity with the deity or the type of obstacle, or even the severity of the obstacle, the type of puja we do will differ. On […]
The day would’ve passed by rather unremarkably (did the world stop? No) had I not had a task that was specifically designed to send me down memory lane. It just so happens that this weekend, my mother, my sister and I will be giving a talk at the Kechara Sunday Service about our journey in […]
I was with a friend last night, and we got on to talking about numerology. He found the results of his number rather interesting, so we started working on mine (I’m a 7). I did a quick search online and found this report about 7s. Whilst I’m interested in these types of…mystical endeavours (I <3 […]
Daddy-o is a cool cat. He lets me call him daddy-o, pops, poppaloppaloff, pa, papadeedoo and his response is always the same: “hehehehe”. He takes the family teasing about his weird music taste, random gifts (Persian lemon, anyone?), Cina ah pek food choices, and “I must take you there, it’s a secret place” moments. He […]
At Kechara Sunday Service attending the Forest Retreat briefing #Buddhism #Spiritual (Taken with Instagram)
