By the end of my trip I felt, more acutely than I have in other places. Myanmar made me feel the most out of my element, and pushed me to grow, even in just a few days. Everyone says Myanmar will be different in a few years' time, and being on the ground there, I get the sense that this is true. The places I visited pulsates with energy, commerce and change.

I am thankful for the experience, but am also saddened to think of how life will change for the people when the number of tourists increases. While tourism provides economic growth and employment for many, it will likely also lead to the destruction of existing market and cultures. Although I strongly encourage anyone to visit Myanmar, I hope those visiting can respect the existing cultures and travel responsibly.

Many seemed to focus on the poverty of the locals but I beg to differ. They may have lesser in terms of material wealth but the Burmese are genuine and traditional people who are not (yet) tainted by the lure of western capitalism and want for material wealth, who possess inner wealth in spirit and open hearts, and the gift of living in the present moment. If you think we are in any way richer just because we have more papers in the bank, then you are wrong. Countless are blinded by greed, choosing to lose their inner compass and virtuous conduct in exchange for more said money. We live in poverty too - extremely poor in character.

The past 5 days left me feeling bittersweet. It was a privilege to meet numerous kind hearted people during our short stay. Like so many places in the world, there are many reasons for outrage and despair. If I return to Myanmar, and I know I will one day, I don't want to go simply for my own benefit. I want to do something, not just witness the struggles and poverty - but the hope, kindness and strength that will carry the people of Myanmar forward.

Rage

 

She might never use it,

but she would always feel its presence like a swelling secret stone.

Everyone is still grieving, especially Ah Ma. It is an excruciatingly difficult time for the family. During your wake, I hope you saw the number of people who turned up; you would be happy knowing you've touched so many lives. Everyone came with a story of your kindness to tell - stories you never told. May you be at peace and find those you lost. Thank you for being the most wonderful grandfather I could ever ask for. Until we meet again Ah Gong, you live on in our hearts. I love you.

Some days I wake up feeling I might be okay, some days it feels like being okay is a long way off.