The Flow Of Life

I heard a quote this morning, voiced by the famed Canadian author, Kim Thuy. “When a boat sinks, an infant doesn’t swim, because he or she can’t. The infant floats on the surface of the water and lets himself or herself be carried by the waves to a nearby shore.”

Letting go is never easy. Letting go always seems tough in our thoughts. Once we do decide to let go, unfolding our tight grips on life, we will experience a different kind of easiness.

Life path can be planned and designed. Life, itself, can’t be controlled. One thing is for certain, no matter what kind of life path that we are supposed to walk down, each and every one of us will experience the ups and the downs. Instead of resisting the flow of life at every turn, let’s release control, be free and be in the presence. In so doing, we are one with the exhilaration of this roller-coaster ride.

photoRecreational Center Backyard


First Hand Experience

First hand experience is valuable. First hand experience of a culture that is foreign helps us develop a deeper understanding of the people, who are from that culture, and of other peculiarities that no amount of reading and studying can replace.

The deeper understanding that we have obtained pushes us to become the voice for those, who have been silent. The deeper understanding that we have acquired motivates us to do our part in breaking the unjust cultural stereotypes and making the world understand what the reality truly is.

It is sad to acknowledge that in a world, where equality of all kinds is being championed throughout the planet, discrimination based on cultural association and ethnic implication is still very much alive. So much so that many parents from the ethnic communities in the western world have chosen not to give their kids an ethnic-sounding name in the hopes of them growing up without having to deal with the weird gaze from individuals, who don’t have a good understanding of their culture, and to be at the receiving end of other disadvantages, of which were results of some people’s personal prejudice.

Having been living in a city for more than a decade, where different cultures intersect on a daily basis, what I’ve learned is that the truth of foreignness is not scary in itself, what makes it seem scary is the perception of a person, of which is filtered through his or her colored lenses.

photo Spring in Toronto