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I am neither a superstitious nor religious person, but I do believe in a divine encounters. I believe that if there are things out there bigger than yourself, than the universe, that defy explanation.
Wong Tai Sin holds an iconic status in the world of Taoism. I have learned enough from Hong Kong drama series to know this is the place to go if I needed to pray for something.
I remember praying here during my interview trip for blessings so that I will get the job. And I remember returning here to repay my gratitude for getting the job that I want.
And yesterday I went back again.
I held up the burning jossticks, stood under the incessant rain, and muttered to the heaven above on my wishes, my fear and my hope. I forced myself to speak slowly so that Divinity can catch my torrent of Cantonese words.
As I neared the end of my prayer, my heart clenched in sadness and my eyes welled up in tears. Things have been so bad and so uncertain recently, that I am living in a constant limbo not knowing what will happen. I straddled between doing what is right and what is wrong.
I want this so much, with all my heart. It spells all my hope for the future.
I can’t imagine living my life any other way.