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THE FOUR DIRECTIONS Happiness Decrease Your Desires Joy in Life Be helpful to others Contentment Be a Hollow Bone through which Spirits would enter the world of Others Be Grateful…
Gratitude List for 2010 As the year 2010 ends, it is good to recollect those people on whose shoulders the great fortune of 2010 came riding to us. Without them,…
I have always cherished this photograph taken in downtown Yangon/Rangoon! You see a Buddhist Monk, ahead of him is a Moslem Lady in Hijab and next to her you see…
When you are a Culturally Sensitive and Competent Physician or Researcher, the comparative knowledge highlights that which is good about the various cultures. It is not borrowing from one another…
The U-bend of life from the Economist Why, beyond middle age, people get happier as they get older Age and happiness Dec 16th 2010 | from PRINT EDITION ASK people…
In a New York Times Article published on May 3, 1903, the headlines read: No representative of the Race that greeted Columbus could be found in Cuba. Just think, how…
They are one of the 18 groups of Indigenous peoples who inhabited Malaysia before Malays, Chinese and Indians arrived on these shores. Their linguistic connection to Austronesian Languages and MonKhmer…
I have been here one week. The day begins early, wake up and drink at least two glasses of water and then have a shower and get ready for the…
I have a sister, Menacuatucua. Eventhough I do not belong to her tribe (The Traditional Kickapoo who have homes in Eagle Pass, Texas and Nacimiento de los Negros at the…
Western Medicine is practiced without empathy and understanding of the person, in a totally un-holistic way in all the five countries mentioned. The Cardiologist in Miami was friendly, the Cardiologist…
Was it fifteen years ago? That I walked into a Coffee shop in the Midwestern town of Sioux City, a nondescript place with no great intellectual fountains to speak of……
Meeting with a Remakable Yogi in Havana, Cuba A line from Pablo Neruda’s poem always sticks in my mind when I am in La Habana, Cuba. In it the poet…