I came back a year ago
where it started, it shall end...
I was born a Chinese Buddhist, or what some may call a mahayana Buddhist. As i turned into an adult, i started exploring into earlier versions when it was still in India and Sri Lanka; or what some may call theravada Buddhism. And I've found solace in it as it kind of suits my fiery, impatient and egoistic character.
Lately, i chance upon words of wisdom while watching; of all things, the latest rendition of a famous martial arts soap opera by Jin Yong, "Demi-Gods_and_Semi-Devils".
I am going back to Crystal Jade Restaurants this evening to serve food; that's where i started off when i came back from india a year ago; the impending CNY double pay of course was a motivating factor, but i have other reasons for doing this...
I also met a very promising young dude whilst serving behind the counter at Buddhist Library; i was over-zealous to say the least in trying to help him. But as the poem states, it ended up become a mirror of sorts!
The mind is like a bright mirror stand
Moment to moment, diligently wiped
To let no dust settle...
The Bodhi originally has no tree
The bright mirror also has no stand
Originally there is not a thing
How can dust alight?
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