My dad was a Taoist but my mom buried him a Buddhist.
My mom was a Buddhist but my sis buried her a Christian.
And as if that is not complicated enough, I have had
dreams of related and unrelated souls asking for favors
during our ‘Cheng Beng Season’ (Chinese All Souls Day)
which I appease after much discernment though I am no
Buddhist nor Taoist. I lead a life of kindness and fervour but
how I wish those souls do not seek me out nor root me as
their intermediary between earth and nowhere.