Whose approval are you trying to win?
Why do you need that person’s approval?
What exactly must you do in order to get that stamp of approval?
Does such a stamp of approval even exist?



We exist in the physical reality but live in a perceived one of sounds sights scents flavours feelings and thoughts.

The physical reality has none of this. All sensory perceptions are manifested by our consciousness.

This is the difference between the two realities.

What is the trinity? A Möbius strip.

There is none, and the none is One.
And of the One, there appears Two.
The Two and the One (which is none) make Three.
This is the trinity.

One is taichi.
Two is yin-yang.
And the trinity manifests infinite phenomena.


Search on the internet and make a Möbius strip.

At every point on the strip, you can simply flip it over to find the other side – like the opposing faces of a coin. So there indeed are two sides to everything.

Yet, if you were to inspect and trace the path of this strip on and on, you would soon realise that, the two opposite sides actually belong to the same single surface.

Two opposite sides on a single surface.
And of the One, there appears two.


Choose any side on the Möbius strip and mark a point on it.
Call that point home.
Then start from that mark and trace the path down with your finger.
Eventually, inevitably, you return home.

This is the magic of trinity.
Father, Son, Holy Spirit.
Length, breadth, height.
Past, present, future.


We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time

– T S Eliot

Such an awakening happens only because we live in the trinity.
Even if it appears to be Two,
which belongs to the One,
which is none.

The Zahir

There were nights when I was so certain I’d be able to forget it that I would willfully remember it. The truth is, I abused those moments; starting to recall turned out to be much easier than stopping.

– from “The Zahir” by Jorge Luis Borges


Those who try, often try because of a perceived lack.

She tries to look good. He tries to impress. They try to be happy.


Shell is hard because tortoise is soft. Ginseng is heaty because snow mountain is cold. This is the principle of yin-yang: dynamic coexistence. And thus the Chinese rarely say yin and yang. They say yin-yang. There are two and opposites, and can only be so because it is one and a whole. Simultaneous. Inseparable. Taichi.


The drum when struck makes a loud sound, because it lacks. Fill the hollow full and it speaks quietly. So the brighter the light, the darker the shadow. The greater an equality, the more a yearning to be different. This is the principle of yin-yang: extremist rebound.


Look. Look beyond a person’s deliberate dressy appearance. Listen. Listen beyond a person’s deliberate showy words. Perceive beyond the facade and apprehend the whole. For beneath the solid manifestation is always a shifting undercurrent. They coexist and duel and rebound.


Why does she try to look good? Why does he try to impress? Why do they try to be happy?

The tree resists and breaks in a storm. Yet the grass survives.
What are we to do then?


Witness the Tao and simply be.

About compassion

How can I have compassion when I try so hard to avoid suffering?
For the basis of compassion is suffering, and its meaning is to suffer together.

The compassionate opens his heart and mind to the pain and misery of others, and accepts them and allows them to move him – into alleviating their suffering.

This is the noble destiny of bodhisattvas-to-be. Look around us. They do live around us. The difficult emotional ones who feel so much. The ones who help so much and often regret and complain so much too. The ones being called stupid by ignorant people. The ones being hurt and stepped upon by insecure people.

This is the arduous destiny of bodhisattvas-to-be. Compassion.

Whose life is it?

We spend so much of our life providing for our body’s desires, our brain’s craving for attention, fulfilling other people’s expectations of us, that we often are left feeling empty and drained.

Whose life are we living anyway?