Time flows, Beloved, To an estuary of hope. Time flows, Beloved, To the eternity sea. Won’t be long before we meet—
Time flows, Beloved To you through me. White beacon Blinks red at low tide. Wind says the woodlands miss me. Time flows, Beloved. Thank you.
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Don’t take too long a time to fix an issue. Time wisely travels with those willing to appreciate a journey through action taking along with wisdom harvesting. Otherwise, it will bulldoze what’s not solved.
Dear January. I know you’ll transform with me who doesn’t want remedial lessons next year.
Thank you, 2021. Welcome, 2022.
Bismillaahirrahmaanirrahiem….
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nothing is forever, let go of all that are not serving for my highest good either interest or ambition
no one is perfect, accept the dark side of my own self and learn all lessons either pleasant or unpleasant
balance is feasible only when mental detachment and appropriate acceptance are achieved, I claim the balance
Again, Beloved? Cinnamon bark’s growing back After harvest. You?
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Resolution is a noun derived from a verb resolve originated from the root word solve added with a prefix re~. Solve means “to find a solution, explanation, or answer for”; resolve means solve again! Solve again means find solution, explanation, or to answer for the same problem that is not yet solved or explained or answered.
So, dear self. Why are you so eager of making resolution every year? Doesn’t it mean you have the same problem that is again and again unsolved?
Regardless…. I still have my resolution for 2022. Why not? 🥰
Once upon a time: A phrase introduced early, Permanently stayed—
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When I was a child, adult people around me would tell kinds of stories especially under the full moon, and they always started the tales with once upon a time.
Although knowing that the tales were fictional, we children would still believe that those characters lived at the same time with us, it was just a distance apart, and that the lessons ought to be seriously taken by us— the naive little human beings. We have grown where making mistakes (formulated by moral values) is a shame, we were afraid of becoming those antagonist with unhappy endings in the stories told to us.
Storytelling is powerful indeed. How would I believe that behaving to parents without saying no is paramount in a human being’s life if it was not because of “Malinkundang” tale.
It took me years and years to understand that being well behave can be by saying no to anyone possible; and it was also because of listening to “Malinkundang” from different point of view.
It is at the end the sovereignty that frees human beings from their own toxicity. And it all starts with free questioning and responsible reasoning.
Wisdom isn’t about saying yes or no, it’s about saying yes or no in an appropriate way with respect to self and others.
Hey! I can’t say no to being vegetarian until I run errands and feed my fridge. 😁
situational vegetarian season #2 😁 – Cold Storage must miss me much!
No cane, root can be. Woods’re a case where food’s stored Use your axe and fire.
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My fridge had not much for me to cook. There was only green here and there. Alamak! What to do?
Limitation is where creativity waits to be picked. Let’s do the experiment. Just don’t burn the kitchen.
Ahhhh! My roasted potato and pumpkin soup turned to be exactly the same as those served in 5-star restaurant. Really? Might not be but…. Sorry, my tongue comments what my tongue tastes. 😁
Alhamdulillah. May all beings be happy.
situational vegetarian – no meat, cook what’s left! 😁not much in the case, while I’m hungry! 😌
Swear me, Beloved, Taste the life as a package. Or else you don’t live.
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High blood pressure is my best friend who always visits me after lamb party. It knocks on the door and slips into the bedroom then dances, swirling like a dervish. 😵
Lamb is good and gives me a beautiful headache! A complete package to sleep soundly.
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Alhamdulillah….
today’s breakfast after Japanese class – lamb, then headache 🙃 sleep, sleep!
A door, Beloved, Reflects a host. Open, shut, To which wind sources. Or affects a host? Can be. Decision and reflection—
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Know your door, Beloved. Some winds are good and calming, some strong and disturbing. Not all winds should be welcomed. Close your door if you’re not ready with cleaning and tidying in your home.
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These five senses are doors, too.
Welcome, Tuesday! I’m welcoming you with warm heart because you’re a nice wind to this home.
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gebyok entrance – Javanese traditional teak wood art
Dream team is unique— Bright, with little craziness To keep all intact.
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This dream team isn’t ideally perfect. The members argue and debate. We confuse and get confused at some turning points before clarity. We can be tired.
It is a perfect fit though for me. We fight for what we believe is right. We silently inspire each other. We don’t fit in others’ squares, are strongly reasonable and on point though. We don’t easily give up. We can accept wide spectrum of ideas and behaviours.
When everyone sings and the composition is clear in hand, no one can deny the unison in a choir. Ya, there is always one Snoopy-ing with its unknown tunes that (believe it or not) always makes other singers happier, more energised and the whole team glued and valued. That is how a dream is shared without discrimination. Snoopy being Snoopy is always needed for laughter and contemplation! That’s my dream team!
I don’t need perfect team because a dream team is not about a group of perfect people with perfect behaviour. It is about a group of imperfect heads with open mind and progressive appreciation sitting together to perfect a common goal to the right direction.
Holiday is going to be over…. Ready to sing again. Let’s wait what is the song and who is willing to be Snoopy-ing next year — ya, take turn, take turn ya…. 😁
May all beings be happy.
this picture on pyjama describes my dream team well
Red leaves, Beloved, Are red yet the eyes might catch Different reds. Normal—
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My red is a red no matter how red is mine compared to others’ reds. I respect others’ reds by not questioning their ability to perceive a red. In fact I only care about the reds of those in my inner circle in order to live harmoniously; and, those working together in order to ensure that the red is articulated precisely with no misunderstanding by all work partners.
Alhamdulillah.
May all beings be happy in this Christmas Eve. 💝
I love all reds in my frame. I joyfully let those out of the frame go.
Green, lush forest trail Where fresh air infuses life With hopes and good vibes.
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Today’s 4-hour walk in MacRitchie National Park gave me full stock of tropical vibes that will last for a year ahead keeping me positively motivated.
Wish there are more and bigger places like this in more countries especially in South East Asia so that people can find sanctuaries to breathe in cleaner tropical air for a while after busily working in populated buildings where air is conditioned or in factories where excessive chemicals are used or made.
Thanks, Singapore for keeping some managed greeneries which keeps the oxygen happily circulated.
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of the entrance of MacRitchie Reservoirgreeted by a big familyrespect neighbours 😃respect neighbours, don’t misunderstand 😁simple beautyhumble greenyellow irisyellow at the bankgate to the greengreen from the tree top walkwalk happily, wear mask to keep happiness longer
Sail by a bumboat To linger where nature’s mixed With preserved good life.
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Finally I visited Pulau Ubin, the only place in Singapore where there are no apartment buildings, malls or highways. It just a kampung (village in Malay language). Cool and green!
Wikipedia: On 3 June 2005, the Singapore Government ordered that all the farmers rearing poultry on the island were to ship them to mainland Singapore and rear them in government-approved farms by 17 June 2005, in the wake of the avian influenza. In exchange, the local inhabitants were offered HDB government housing packages, although they could choose to live on the island. As of 2012, there are only 38 people living on the island.[8]
Wikipedia: Pulau Ubin’s wooden house villages and wooden jetties, relaxed inhabitants, rich and preserved wildlife, abandoned quarries and plantations, and untouched nature make it the last witness of the old kampung Singapore that existed before modern industrial times and large-scale urban development.
Thanks, Singapore for teaching me a lot of paradoxical loads of experiences.
Holiday is real! 🤩
trace together, vaccinatedmonkey is free to roam as a neighbour 😎the most dismounting time in my biking history ☺️lock it up!walk onlyboardwalk in Chek Jawa Wetland – check why it is called Chek Jawa 😎Chek Jawa beaconsmangrove forestpray before going home, aaaahhh forgot when departing 😃see you again!
Wish you, Beloved, Sent with white heart through the air And short holiday
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Christmas falls on Sunday so it’s replaced with a day off on the following Monday. I take 2 days of special shut-down on 23 and 24 so…. It is a long weekend for 2021’s Christmas. Whoohoo!
As much as missing my family, I don’t have enough gut to go back to Indonesia which still applies 10-day quarantine in Jakarta while I still have to fly to Surabaya before meeting my mother.
“It’s fine, you stay safe there. Take good care of yourself,” said they. That’s enough as blessings to me.
So? Where to go?
Pulau Ubin by bike!
Al Fatihah to all celebrating Christmas and those enjoying holiday! 💕
Fasting, Beloved, A space where you’re meeting me To interpret life.
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Fasting is a very common practice for a Javanese. I started at six but saw the real benefits of fasting only at 20’s. At 30’s for around 5 years I skipped recommended fasting due to congested biz trip schedule before finally I realised of losing good healthy days.
Intermittent fasting has helped me a lot with heart health management. There are more benefits though for those who are in either good or bad health. Hundreds of journals and articles about it are easy to browse in the Net.
Side effects? For those not familiar with fasting, they will get lethargic or headaches in the first some days (for me not at all), dried lips (come on, you can put lip balm) or the worst probably people will get cranky when hungry 😁
To a rather romantic person intermittent fasting is a space where one can contemplate about life, love, problem before finally laughing or at least smiling with or without tears finding that everything is not coincidentally met. Everything is systematically designed, reasonably put, no coincident, no accident. And space is where one can see the broken pieces come into a big picture.
Just need a space. I respect your space. 😎
May all beings be happy.
today’s breakfast in the intermittent fasting – lekker!
Nature, Beloved, Speaks to you about a path Where wings be North Star Which gives signs and directions Only when you walk.
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Only when you know your destination, Beloved, and are willing to take the walk, all signs, symbols and directions become relevant.
Salaam…. 💝
many branches, prioritise!it is good to have a map, but having a destination is a pre-conditionthere’s always risk in an action – evaluate and still do the walkthere should be an exit of everything – decision making is paramount, don’t get trapped in indecisivenessknow where to evacuate esp in emergency situationknow where and what to wait 💝
Mirror on the wall, I’m the prettiest of all? It cracks up. Masks gone—
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Ah, weekends of mid December! Work is slowing down on several days. Weekends feel like starting on Friday morning. I have some longer time to talk to the mirror and find that I’m still there! A hidden innocent rascal nicely sitting behind layers of curtains
Masquerade on break!
🤡👻🤖👽😈👹👺🎭💩🎃👾🤠
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May all beings be happy! 💝
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watching Maru, feeling like looking at the mirror 🤪
Unclear, Beloved? You’re still the one. You don’t know? I think you don’t care. Such a funny thing. Apart Yet close. Burst the bubble please.
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Misunderstood language of life endangers the only link connecting the lover and the beloved: vibrating in silence.
It looks like an internet: the network is there, it simply needs to be connected. It might be hardware or software malfunction? Anyway it’s a matter of choice, fix it or ignore it.
The boughs touch the ground Showing respect to nature, Mother who loves all. Fruits are ready to harvest Everyday. Farmers’ blessings—
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One of those teaching me constant gratitude is my mother. When I share my problems, she will either tell me “We should be grateful that our problems are still solvable” or “We are still lucky that we are still given blessings when having problems” or “It is ok, someday they will understand”.
That lady is made of flexible rubber when hit by hard challenges. Nothing hurt her blessed heart. I’m lucky to be born by her. I guess God has sent her to teach me patience….
…. and at the same time to be patient. Hallow…. It takes patience to deal with patient people. I mean it!
Air— warm, hot or cold Glides through all cavities Of bodies for life.
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I want to forget you for the rest of my life and in the next life and the next next next ones but these senses are too intelligent, able to capture the most minuscule amount of signs and symbols that you’re around.
Let me celebrate your noise everyday. Thank you for knocking on all senses doors.
Colours will fade away At the front gate of A new season, Leaving beautiful memories To the garden.
No regret, Beloved If all are infused with love. No right, No wrong. Only lessons, And wisdom Imprinted—
Cycle is short; Life is forever. Each of the pearls in a strand is perfect when it’s loose. And so is a cycle in your life—
If I owe you one cycle, Beloved, I’ll come back With a bunch of fruits Ready to harvest. Ready to taste By your own senses—
See you again, Beloved. Choose what seed you want me to grow.
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tulip losing some petals
Flowers losing petals is a natural phase before plants are harvested for the fruits, the bulbs or other parts. Or, the flowers are the ones harvested to experience falling petals before they dry out naturally. It’s an end of one cycle at the same time a start of another.
Thanks for everything Not only abundance, but Also scarcity.
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Online work mode has made people think creatively to minimize boredom including inserting some fun through dress code in online meetings. This time thanksgiving. Yay!
I’ve read some history and the development of that tradition, not a fans though because I am raised a Javanese who is supposed to thank every day —every moment if possible— with whatever reason. If you don’t have reasons to be grateful, find one.
For being a human being. For being a female. For being one rascal in the family. For being a persistent colleague. For the abundance. For the scarcity. For being me now.
If it is still hard to thank for who you are, Beloved, just be you with the layers of fear, hope and awe.
Thank you! For everything 🐣
not a fans of costume but thanksgiving is not far from turkey, turkey headband is counted costume 🦃☺️ my hair! 🙄
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