I was barely twenty-five when I first heard of ngải. I had no idea what it was, or what it did. The only thing I knew about it was that it was a spooky thing some people kept in their homes when they wanted to be granted a favor. A friend heard that I had never seen this plant before, so he offered to take me to the home of his cousin, who actually had a ngải living in her house. I agreed immediately, as curiosity is a Tao Babe’s middle name.
Taobabe 
Oops, i’ve never heard of it before either – sounds scary indeed!
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Yes, it did. I remember being a bit scared, but it’s one of those, ‘scared but can’t look away’ type of feeling. My curiosity was stronger than my fear so I tried to understand it. I find that by understanding something that I am normally afraid of, the fear gets removed to be replaced by a strange sort of fascination for the subject. Hence my delving into such matters.
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I am the same – and would probably do the same in given situation; spooky, right – but it’s soo interesting lol! 😉
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Yes it is. I love you blog, by the way. You have such a wonderful way with words.
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Thank you, taobabe! Likewise 😉
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