I can’t remember if I was 9 or 10 years old, but I was baptized Catholic around the same time I stopped believing in God. Ever since I can remember I have never liked churches nor stepping inside them. I’ve always found the white walls, brown pews, and high ceilings cold and uninviting. While the stained glass windows were pretty to look at I just never felt like it was for me, and for most of my life I was an agnostic. Sometimes people would say, “oh, you’re an atheist.” And I would reply, “No, I’m agnostic. I believe there is something out there, just not God.” It gets kind of tiring after a while, but I think it was a good place to be for a long time.
It’s time for my two-week update. For the most part my days have blurred together as I have no semblance of what day it is unless I see a post for Himalaya Toastmaster in Chengdu, which is every Saturday. I suppose this is a very good thing! Continue reading “མཛོད་དགེ། Zoige Vacation Part 2”
I have a lot to write about so far detailing my summer vacation and my thoughts, as well as posts about my life in China so far. My internet access has not been very reliable for the past 8 weeks so I haven’t been posting much. I plan to update more over the next few weeks before school starts. So keep your eyes peeled for new posts and I hope you enjoy the ones that are up for now.
The other day someone messaged me asking if I was enjoying my ‘crazy life’. I replied I was, but something about the wording has stuck with me for the last week. Why is my life crazy?
Would it be crazy if I moved to a big city in the USA? Would it be crazy if I moved across the United States? Would it be crazy if I moved to another English-speaking country? Is it only crazy, because I am living in a foreign country that doesn’t speak English?
My relationship has been going through some ‘growing pains’. The relationship itself is not easy because this is the first time we have lived together for this long, ontop of being with his family.
My Tibetan is improving, but it is improving slowly and so we have some misunderstandings and frustrations with each other. Sometimes it is a cultural misunderstanding and other times it is born out of an eye roll and mumbling under my breath.
I’ve been in Zoige for 2 weeks now and it feels like it has been short and long. My stay here seems short, but I feel as though my life in Chengdu is so far away.
On May 1st, Labor Day, which was a major holiday, my friend, Veronika, and I decided to take a quick trip out of Chengdu to do something and get some fresh air. I don’t know much about Chengdu and what surrounds it, but luckily she knows a lot of things and so she said we should check out this pretty temple just outside of Chengdu. I woke up super early and grabbed the first train in the morning at 6:17 and I was off to meet her at the transfer stop for both of us. We rode the subway for another 30 minutes or so before we took a little bus for 45 minutes out to Longquan. You would think that first thing in the morning many people would not be on the bus, but I forgot that when you take the tiny buses that head into the villages there tends to be many elderly people on the morning buses. They wake up early to do what they need to do, so they are returning about the time we were arriving. Continue reading “Day Trip to Shijing Monastery”
For a long time I often wondered how people fell in love without speaking the same language. Is there really a love language? I was never a firm believer in it for myself, but I have seen it with others and have heard numerous stories of love conquering barriers. You know, the things dreams are made of. Continue reading “Langauge Barrier as Adversity”
For the past three weeks I have been studying under a new Tibetan teacher, Lowell, who is American and is the fiancé of one of my good friends here. He has studied Tibetan for a long time and often teaches at the Ranjung Yeshi Institute in Kathmandu, Nepal. He has been super gracious to Veronika and I, by offering to give us private lessons to study literary Tibetan. He says that if we are able to complete this first book before he heads to Nepal for a few months, we should be able to read most Tibetan sentences and be able to identify most parts of a sentence. One of the advantages of learning literary Tibetan is that it can help see the differences between the dialects and actually for learning Amdo Tibetan, literary Tibetan can be quite helpful as Amdo Tibetans produce more sounds in their dialect than Lhasa Tibetans do. Continue reading “Learning Classical Tibetan”
So, in the beginning of April I decided that I would renew my contract for a second year. A lot of thought went into this decision and until about January I was on the fence about what to do. Continue reading “Here is to Year 2!”