It is Easter Sunday, also the Qing Ming Festival in China. Both are celebrating for the deceased ones: one for Returning, one for Reunion. In Easter, we celebrate with egg hunts, the Easter Bunny, with hope and resurrection. In Qing Ming Festival, we sweep the grave-sites and show respect, so to be reunited with our loved ones on the other side. One is for where we are going, one is where we come from.
I’m lucky to stand on both sides, where East meets West. It’s no coincidence that both cultures celebrate in the fresh Spring. The beginning of year, where everything is growing and thriving, to remind us the cycle of life, the rise and fall, the fleeting moment and the eternal rhythm; after all, we are all leaping notes in the symphony of the universe.