Archive for July, 2009

A good quote

July 25, 2009

Read a quote cited to be by the Dalai Lama, and some of his philosophies on life, in an NYT article by Pico Iyer:

Happiness is not pleasure . . . and unhappiness, as the Buddhists say, is not the same as suffering. Suffering — in the sense of old age, sickness and death — is the law of life; unhappiness is just the position we choose — or can not choose — to bring to it.

Think in terms of enemies, he suggests, and the only loser is yourself. If an arrow is sticking out of your side, he famously said, don’t argue about where it came from or who made it; just pull it out. You make your way to happiness not by fretting about it or trafficking in New Age affirmations, but simply by finding the cause of your suffering, and then attending to it, as any doctor (of mind or body) might do.

True happiness . . . doesn’t mean trying to acquire things, so much as letting go of things (our illusions and attachments). It’s only the clouds of short-sightedness or ignorance, the teachers from the Dalai Lama’s tradition suggest, that prevent us from seeing that our essential nature, whether we’re Buddhist or not, is blue sky.

Love of his life

July 20, 2009

Mama is the love, biggest love of Xuanie’s life. For now, at least. He wants Mama to share all his joys and sorrows, and fears.

He just got new socks with dinosaur motifs from his grandma who just got back from their vacation home in Grisselhamn. Immediately after putting one pair on, he shouted for Mama, and rushed down the stairs to show them to me.

Children are meant to be loved and cherished. They trust and love wholeheartedly.

I wish this for all children of the world.

Mama will become a baby

July 5, 2009

Xuanie and I sat by the window this afternoon, and Xuanie said, “let’s look at the sun (sunset?).” Then as I held him close, he said the following:

X: When Xuanie grows up, Mama will become a baby, and Xuanie will sayang and take care of Mama.

He’s such a kind baby towards Mama!

If someday you want to follow your dreams, X., and can’t take care of Mama, please go follow your dreams, for Mama will be fine.