Before my tenth birthday, my mother offered me the opportunity to travel to Hawaiʻi to celebrate. One of her clients, living at a beachside mansion in Maui, requested she fly out to the island to conduct business and she convinced her company to send our entire family.
I have always been cautioned not to learn Taoism either from my parents and my friends or even a Buddhist monk I bumped into on the street, because the process of learning was a bummer for whoever wanted to conquer this unknown realm. Taoists themselves even think words cannot be used to understand the Taoist philosophy because they are limited in scope to explain something invisible, something we cannot neither touch nor see, hear nor smell.