I hate labels as much as I hate being labeled. I hate being called as Asian or being only identified as Chinese. I hate the fact that I fall in love with a girl, and I need to reconsider my sexuality and put a gay on myself even though there is no chance for me to admit liking anyone anyway. I said the point is not labeling yourself feminist but actually care and do the work. Just as the real buddhist is not about the shaving or vegetarian or not having sex but kindness in the heart. Sacred is what you make as sacred, and ritual can happen in everyday's practice. I ask Emma if life will become easier if everyone just stop judging and live your life. And having empathy and love and acceptance will simple enough for you to live as a human being. But Emma said she likes boxes, people putting themselves into boxes, having a package, and making a deliver to someone else. She said it makes her feel organized. We born to learn how to judge the world, inevitable prejudice. It's okay to make a judgement and have prejudice because we also learn to accept. The acceptance: I cannot choose my middle class family and my Chinese appearance. I said, Emma, maybe I don't hate labels. Maybe I just hate that I can't embrace myself as who I am. Here I am again, sitting on a rock, watching the ongoing river.
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