Heart plays melodies That knock on Soul’s door. Both meet And fly together.
Temasek – Dec. 21, 2020 / 7:24pm
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Sharing My Arts
Artist naturally, Exploring excitedly, Sharing publicly—
Naturally an artist, not a very talented though, always excited to explore and to share what’s made to those around me, I’ve limited sharing things to those I personally know to fully view at anytime.
I recently decided to share my humble works of art in another Instagram account to anyone liking to sightsee amateur artists scattered online.
Enjoy the @rasawarnanya
Sealed Message
Message in the snow
Said by a warrior, sealed
By a loyal dog.
Prefer Better, Not Best
Nothing beats better. Even best can be bettered. I won’t love you best.
Sunflower
Crowding sunflowers Teach how followers reflect Leadership success.
Sunflower is sunflower as long as it follows the sun. Thousands of sunflowers have shown me how a good leader can move one’s followers to the desired directions gracefully without violence, cruelty, humility, and intimidation — either overt or covert ones. All is with just warm ray….
May all beings be happy.
Traveling Tears
Tears are millions of pairs of legs That find their way to escape pain And hide slowly by the heat of the day. Will it be recognised? Their journeys belong to this body That grows old on a curve of age, Born and died along one same line. Will it be remembered? Don’t be afraid to let the teardrops out And release them with no doubt. They won’t leave you for nothing. They travel, They evaporate. They ship your baggage That might be excessive if you carry them home at the same time. Let the teardrops out And celebrate them with no regret. They will wait right in front of your home door. They prepare a house warming for you, They make your bed for you to rest. They unpack all your luggage That might tire you if you do it yourself at the same time. Tears are millions of pairs of legs That run to the ocean where you’ll unite with the Beloved And never be lost again.... Cherish the tears!
A free verse from a heart that cries everywhere with no reason….
Temasek – Dec. 16, 2020 / 23:17
Bahasa Kalbu – richly interpreted song
Often time a song, a poem, a picture, a statement is interpreted differently with a wide spectrum of difference, even poles apart.
It seems to happen to a song entitled “Bahasa Kalbu” (The Language of The Heart) in the following video that to me has been always a very beautiful love story as in a Lover meeting the Beloved — a love that comes real; yet most of the comments to the song sung by Raisa uploaded in YouTube are very sad and triggering tears.
Yet I think that song is properly entitled as it can be interpreted as per what language is spoken by each heart. Not sure if that is the real interpretation of the song, or just the video clip that leads the viewers to think that way.
I like the version by the young talented gorgeous Raisa but I love much more the original version by Titi DJ though, it depicts a brightly falling in love vibe! I love to love!
May all beings be happy….
Sometimes
Sometimes it’s the place,
Always the people. Stay put.
None beats inner peace.
…. and the eternal flame of Soul once again ignites the understanding that gratitude on what’s given is much bigger than what’s promised.
…. and you can never get rid of me
Forever….
God is love?
Dog is love!
May all beings be happy.
Literacy
How to read your signs? My literacy is low, Your language is high. Send message, not breeze or wind. Or else, this pin won’t move out.
Not good at chess but I know this pin position is a basic knowledge in the game. Sometimes we’re put in this situation and just don’t know what to sacrifice to unpin.
May all beings be happy….
Talk To The Hand.
What’s talk to the hand— An attitude.... Care to self, Ignore others’ pain.
May all beings be happy….
Every Best Day?
When it’s the best. Yes,
It’s the best. When it’s the worst,
It’s still the best. Yes?
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Every day we’re tested by ourselves if we are able to see the best of all things. The success is to earn wisdom as foundation to build the next day.
May all beings be happy.
Don’t You Sense?
Don’t you see the leaping alphabets in every keyboard that you touch? That’s how many times I whisper your name, Love.
Don’t you hear the click of the second at the clock that you check now and then? That’s how often your name pops up in this mind, Love.
Don’t you smell the fragrance in every bite of apple you enjoy? That’s how intense the pain of remembering you, Love.
Don’t you taste the slight sour in every cup of coffee that you brew? That’s how I put a bit of you in all my prayer, Love.
Don’t you gently rub your temples of getting tired of thinking of routine puzzles? That’s how hard I think of you with thousands of failure, Love.
I doubt that you care the senses about me….
And you choose to travel afar, leaving traces of ignorance and mockery on me….
Go ahead, Love if that makes you find victory and create a crowd in your mind like a herd of elephants meet and greet happily….
Free verse from a singing heart of a Lover to the Beloved
Daffodils Symbolises Honesty (Not Wisdom)
Honest daffodils? Or a taken-for-granted? Self, observe. Don’t judge. Bitter herbs or twigs, both work— If you’re sick or you’re a jerk.
To ponder….
One feature of honesty is a physician giving bitter herb to take when one wants to drink sweetest soda; telling one the truth about what one has gone through and what’s the consequence in taking decision #1, #2 or #3. Man of wisdom….
Another feature of honesty is a child playing with a twig in one’s hand uncontrollably being happy, dancing around people and not considering that the twig in one’s hand has swiped or scratched others’ face or hands or bodies or torn clothes; craving to be understood and watched. Student of life….
On the first and for the second are just perspective. People around us declaring themselves honest or blunt can be either the physician or the child or even both at the same time; it depends on how we respond.
Observe, and see: a physician is those who will stay when you scream of the bitterness, a child is those who are cranky and leave you when you tell one to stop playing the twig that might hurt others.
May all beings be happy.
picture borrowed from https://florgeous.com/aster-flower-meaning/
Twisting Logic
Wanna twist logic? Learn foreign languages or Backpack with no cash.
While the Arabic won’t twist my logic so much, the Japanese is a bit of a challenge ‘coz it is a brand new thing. Arabic has been a background play since I was young although I am only good at reading and writing. In fact, Japanese is totally a logic twist and takes some resource commitment if I want to achieve my target: intermediate level in all 4 skills (reading, writing, listening, speaking).
As electronic learning sources are not suitable for my eyes, I decided to boost my effort through traditional way: all paper-based. Books, cue cards, dictionary, etc…
Among all those tools, there is one that I am most impressed of: the karuta card. Not the uniqueness of the cards itself as cue cards are used in all language classes but more about the age of its existence that amazes me. It is a deck of playing cards aged back to 16th century, brought by the Portuguese sailors to Japan. Since then it has been a tool for fun game, fun learning and even competitive game.
Go search “karuta” that means card in Portuguese (in Bahasa Indonesia it is kartu), and you’ll find various webs explaining about karuta from its history up to how to play it.
Found two decks in Kinokuniya bookstore today together with dictionaries that will be a company for all children books in the reading list. Fun study yay!
Let’s get the ball rolling!
Taste of Life
You define sugar, I won’t. I prefer tasting All, and tell myself.
May all beings be happy.
Enjoy your weekend…. 💐
Dark, Fragrant Beauty
A bunch of roses, Send this prayer as a gift To those remembered Through air, land, water, fire in Dark, fragrant beauty. Amen.
I pray with flowers in a glass vase every week: reciting beautiful verses to those I’ve loved and remembered especially the ancestors, whispering unsaid love to those faraway, wishing they be happy everyday. Some people consider it ancient practice and not applicable or acceptable as modern but I feel more connected to my own self by doing it. So making it a habit
I love the dark mood of today’s flowers combined with my “sogan handmade batik”. It painted a shade of dark beauty with special fragrance and colour.
May all beings be happy.
Still You, Just
You’re in the dark. Who? What? Matter? Not! It’s still you. Just some shade and light.
I’m never perfect, will never be as long as I live with and in this matter. There won’t be any absence of uncertainty. There is always a gap to bridge, a space in between, an emptiness after fulfilment…. Always between 0 and 1 – a binary system of wholeness I call it. Swinging like a pendulum from one point to another up to one extreme point before at the end of momentum thrown back to the next direction…..
Why would you stay in the day for 24 hours if you can stay cool in the dark for 12 hours after a long working day? Or the other way around with some reason?
Why would you mind missing someone for at least an hour a day if it can make this life more vibrant? Just don’t hate….
Why would you regret your broken heart as long as you don’t hurt anyone’s pride? Just don’t forget to love yourself….
No matter what and who you are some time of and in your life, you’re still you. Be you! Be more whole you every time…. A true you
May all beings be happy.
Mrs Fondue
Good Swisss fondue is Not about cheese, bread or wine. It’s all chat and friends.
I missed one of my friends, Mrs Fondue whose face suddenly “flew around” for the past 2 months. Her number wasn’t active anymore. Called Mrs Fondue because she was the one introducing me to cheese fondue. Trying to contact people who worked around her with no result, I finally planned making cheese fondue and praying for her good.
Fondue was well served, not with the expected consistency but the taste is almost the same with my very first fondue in Cafe du Soleil.
Yet I could not enjoy this second fondue, even with air conditioner set to low temperature to bring autumn to this small living room. Still failed…. There was melancholic ambience striking me suddenly. No goosebump though 😁
The first fondue tasted greater than this. Maybe because I enjoyed it with Mrs Fondue who invited me to that “traditional” fondue cafe whose air was filled with warm laughter and greetings to the visitors.
This Mrs Fondue was an amazing yet unpopular lady, had done so much to help refugees from dangerous situation. We were amazed with what she and team did. Such a brave lady yet motherly and sweet she was!
She was a wise yet fun lady. She’s probably 15 years older than me but we could still chat like we were of the same age. Lucky to have met people like her in my life!
I’m praying for you, Mrs Fondue and family. If you are still here, I hope we still can see each other again. But if you’ve crossed the bridge, hope you’re smiling receiving my beautiful messages. Enjoy your fondue!
May all beings be happy.
You Can Read But Umm…
I can read but I Don’t know what I read and I Don’t stop ‘coz I like What I read. Sounds strange but I Like to read hidden meaning.
Reading is fun even if you don’t know the meaning of what is read. When learning a new language with totally different structure and alphabets from what you are fluently using everyday, the excitement is there. I was so excited when first time learning writing Javanese alphabets in my childhood and I mostly knew the meaning because Javanese has been my mother tongue; while Indonesian has been second (primary) language. Then Arabic gave me the second excitement when I was around 17. And now, Japanese gives me another excitement and a taste of frustration.
Mastering language is about internalising logical thinking of a culture, the logic of a nation. Why in one particular language structure a predicate is located at the end of a sentence while in the other it is somewhere else. This frozen brain has to work hard to know how Japanese digest facts and blend them into grammar. And all the sweet apology and courtesy all over the language now make me question if they are truly kind in heart or it’s just a muscle of articulation. Forget it. Just learn and know how to use it.
The excitement is here coz I read like a kindergarten student -loud, confident but dreadfully un-melodic”. Yet I love it! Even when I had to finish the super short story Ikkyu-San in 45 minutes. I keep mixing up among ne-re-wa, i and ri, nu and me… Good heaven! (Did I mean bloody hell?) Courtesy please 😂
I also have Yotsuba! for my next. But hey, that can only be started after reading Ikkyu-San smoothly with melody. When the melody and pace are right, read more books! Then get dictionary….
My colleagues in Japan already offered their free time to chat with me in Japanese when I’m ready. When? I don’t know…. 😂
May all beings be happy.
Sharing Or Not?
At times you can share,
Others you shouldn’t. It may hurt.
Different point of view—
I haven’t shared food pics very often in Instagram since some good friends contacted and told me how hard it’s been for them to make ends meet in this pandemic.
One of them said he once had to lower down his pride by agreeing to receive a donation from Australia to feed his wife and children. Sad….
Another said to me “Oh, how nice to have time and cook whatever you wanna eat. Hope we can have that privilege.” I was shocked when she said that as what I had known she had a very good tourism business, and now I knew that she got tremendously affected by this pandemic. Tourism has been hard hit in this period of time.
Not one or two but many came to me to borrow money to survive their business. Double sad! I had to apologise and politely refused to help. Just last year I started limiting lending cash to others. Not that not trusting people but yeah I have been cheated financially by those called friends. Ya, I was stupidly generous and irresponsibly stupid 😂 It should come to an end.
So, with all those reducing showing food pictures in Instagram is the best I can do to help. It is to clear up the jealousy and also to look ordinary. People think you have much money when you eat well. They never know how hard you work for the food on the plate.
May all beings be happy.
