We fight We peace We laugh We cry We tease We toast We friend We dance! We grow We flow We age We page!
What goes around Comes around, And friends Are best to count.
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Some of my colleagues are very good friends of mine. We genuinely talk as friends outside of work term. They invite me for drinking without making me drink what they drink. We celebrate birthdays together and deeply share some ideas of how life is.
This and next weeks we meet for work and have good chances to meet almost every day after all back to back meetings. Lunch and dinner can be the best time to insert some teasing and sharing and blessing.
We are growing old but still excited of what we are doing at work.
Thanks for pur wonderful life celebration.
Salaam.
growing old and mature is a luxury; let’s enjoy it with true friends 💕
This Javanese adage means more or less a human being who is able to understand clearly with very little explanation.
Janma or jalma: human being
Limpat: agile, intelligent
Seprapat: one quarter
Tamat: completed, full, comprehensive in oneself, an end
This type of human beings is considered able to see the big picture of certain perceived matters up to to sense what details are needed to solve the questions within the matters. And the people are considered able to do it with very minimum instructions from others. In a nutshell this type is EXCEPTIONALLY talented/gifted.
In Javanese wisdom the comprehensiveness of this agile human being include one’s integrated personality and identity. With only scientific intelligence an agile person is considered not comprehensively addressing an issue; s/he must be spiritually intelligent as well. So sh/e must be a person who has been wised up by life.
There are some characteristics that might attach to this type of human being. I won’t talk about all; one or two probably.
One personality trait attached is low key, humble. It is a norm that this type of person with one outstanding quality will not boast of what one can do. There is only observing what happens around and seeing if any help is requested then one will do what’s needed to achieve the agreed goals.
This type of Javanese will not say to others “I will prove it” or “Yes I did it”. Nope! For one glorified victory is not important as life is not a competition. There is no “Fear Of Missing Out”. Yes, one admits “You Live Only Once”; yet at the time for the kind of soul life is forever. Life is forever — either based on incarnation concept in which karma makes a soul re-incarnate, or based on utilitarianism concept in which human being should die leaving good legacy. For sure one knows life is not a play to win greedily but it is a play to finish wholeheartedly.
Anyways this janma limpat seprapat tamat is rarely found nowadays with loud-boast showy characters becoming one condition of popularity and/or favour in “like-dislike” culture in social media. Human beings gradually leave this old “skill” and grow to become a species that craves for fame and treasure. Unfortunately….
all parts of coconut tree are useful, that’s the life of janma limpat seprapat tamat human being 🙏🏼
I did meet a few senior Javanese men and women of this janma limpat seprapat tamat. One of them was my late uncle. He passed away leaving great legacy — humble loving cousins of mine and beautiful family history of ours. He was born to an affluent family yet he acted social, wise, humble, kind ordinary person. He helped neighbours needing help, supported younger siblings to succeed life and to love family wholeheartedly. He was our story teller of our family unwritten humble history. I am content to know from him that our ancestors were influential yet choosing to take side of the low class people and so decided to live at the edge rather than in the centre.
What can a janma limpat seprapat tamat do?
Most people believe this type knows what will happen before it happens including but not limited to one’s own death time and/or place and/or manner. Although the person one’s self might not think it is important, it is scarily incredible. To this type the most important thing is able to make decision that will make surrounding “not meet danger” rather than “fight against danger”. To this kind of soul life should be flowing rather than flooding.
This type of Javanese human being also does a lot of fasting. One considers fasting as a way of life. One eats very little. One sleeps very little. One enjoys mundane life very little. One looks like ordinary people but one resembles a saint. Humanely normal outside, sacredly extraordinary inside. One one’s self in one’s own self is like lotus growing in the mud, rose blooming among thorns, clean eel living in the muddy pond — living normal beautifully in one’s own high level of humanity.
As a Javanese do I want to reach the quality?
Although to be a janma limpat seprapat tamat is incredible, I don’t want to be at that super level now. I want to be an ordinary Javanese who is able to have rather relaxed life — eating when hungry with occasional fasting, napping when sleepy with occasional overtime, traveling with suitcase although sitting in (premium) economy class for my personal trips. My life should be living in moderation — not as the poor, not as the billionaire. Hey! I also want to die when I’ve let my own self go although I might not know when and where and how.
With no white towel I surrender To the realm that hugs this heart. I am water flowing With no effort To the ocean that waits for this mind. How would this name Say no to a call that sings love songs? I submit everything With a smile And grace. Body, mind, spirit and soul—
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Jun 10, 2023 when the air taps my whole reality with everything subtle and overwhelming
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please excuse my strong arms 😀
after the Tapa Brata my classmates and I are still escorted to meditate everyday of 60 minutes for 90 days
it should be 36th day today but i only have 33 days in which i am able to do full meditation — in fact my doctor was quite surprised that unbelievable progress is indicated in better numbers from the laboratory test result after i meditate regularly — happy tears 🥹
my health is much better with calmness that is on track andharmonious thought that builds gradually
i’ve registered to next level Tapa Brata next Sep so i can get more benefits to help certain issues in this beloved aging body and to strengthen my mind
can’t wait to meet with the wise teachers who guide us and humble caretakers who help us with daily needs in Forest Island 🥰
i don’t know for sure what i can share from my achievement through meditation yet maybe someday i can help others reduce health complaints at low cost — i’ve always wanted to cure diseases with fragrance and herbs; my high intelligent friends said “pseudoscience, a crap wrapped in fancy paper”, i said “it doesn’t matter at least i can help them feel calmer and think positive”
all what happen in my life are like magic both the unexpected and expected — i hope my meditation brings more good magical celebrations to me and my beloved family and friends
I started teaching this morning. Overall I’ll be teaching English, soft skills, art and hopefully someday Japanese. I partner with my best friend to establish a free weekend class for the kids and youth in her small library in south area of Yogyakarta. It is a community support that we humbly provide for a better leadership and communication skills of our young generation.
We have very very very limited budget but we commit to help the community not only to welcome but also to design bright future.
Pray for us.
May all beings be happy.
children class this morning — very very basic communication skills of reading, writing, listening, speaking — what a sweet fun session! 💝
these two girls were the youngest students today 💝
All cuts and bruises Paint a life of a blossom Before it decays.
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i was so young and innocent, a loved friend of many, a hated enemy of some — i was so much blessed 💝
life has brought me travel through labyrinth of life with traps and turns that cut and torture yet i am still a loved friend of many, a hated enemy of some — i am still so much blessed with cuts and bruises 💝 i’ve lost much but i find myself
no one shall erase this happy girl within — a blessed soul that travels through space and time 🙏🏼 thank you
Breathing the same air Under the same sun and moon, All pray for good days.
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Sharing is not only about self satisfaction and social support, it is also about gauging how much I dare to let go of what heavy and significant. Trust me giving will not make you poor.
This monthly food sharing is about Ramadhan odd night and night of revelation (lailatul qadar).
Salaam.
💝
package for some elderly people and tricycle drivers who deserve food sharing back in my mother’s town 💝
what’s inside
while the monthly food sharing is without kue apem, this maleman food sharing is with kue apem 💝
Not only fruits, It might be flowers, seeds and seedlings. It might be leaves, woods or saps. It might be barks, husks or roots. It might be more. Whatever beneficial—
What is this tree harvested for? None— No. Either One: Good deed or good time.
Harvest from life, Beloved. Remember to sow before the next reap.
Her heart and soul is her best seeds, And she is the farmer and the crop.
biggest lessons taken from this — not so much relatable yet good lessons indeed
a bit of hilariously heroic – good to build good mood 😃
Smile, Beloved, smile. It’s a luxurious gift For you and for me.
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I was checking my educational docs and was in awe to see my photos in each of different docs. How I am touched by physical transformation and what experiences attached to it, that makes me stay loyal with my own self whatsoever.
Tell yourself that your life is a journey that if you need buddy, you should pick those willing to share wonder. Otherwise, travel alone. 💝
Thank you!
💝
sleepy, angry, yet stop telling me to take a nap! 😂😂😂
classroom, my party time; playground, my party time, my childhood was everyday party! 👯♀️
no smile, no mercy 😃
length of hair defines how I treat the world; i love my pretty silly me! 😃
Number’s readable, Intension’s not. Heart can read Yet eyes can deny.
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My Japan trip gave me a lot of insight. That an intension can be hidden yet sooner or later it will be naturally disclosed. That I should not entertain any underestimating and/or disrespecting expression —hidden or shown— as life is moving forward not backward. That if symbols or signs are not delivered to me as good will, all of them are false; ignoring them is the best way. That it is the right way to let them happily underestimate and/or disrespect and/or show superiority as their life style.
Human being should communicate verbally as part of real interaction. Without clear and genuine verbal communication at all and just sending signs and symbols, they fail respecting others. Wishing happiness is the best way as that’s what they need the most. Stopping interacting in whatsoever way is the best decision as they don’t contribute anything except confusion.
Happy weekend! 😍
13 can be 13 or “1 and 3” or 4 or 3 or 2 or nothing — whichever you choose to be, don’t choose to be “corrosion on an iron bar, permanently damaging the quality of the bar”
Two enter a gate So they can end a journey In a brand new start.
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Found another book of “Big Panda and Tiny Dragon” by James Norbury in Changi Airport T3 today.
colour that is always stunning
an ever gatefeeling like an ever-incomplete being, the expansiveness is incredibly significant – there’s a need to see a vastness to finally realise that it’s all about accepting a limitlooking at the mirrorbe scared as it is to experience 💗heaven feels like flowing river – does it?been lost physically and spiritually, and found too in both 💕
Weekend is a cleaning and packing day accompanied by comedians in YouTube.
💝
she was a teacher, now a stand-up comedian – in both professions she stands out; whatever you are, you can be outstanding only with one condition: dedication to what you are doing
Why 9? It’s just 9. When counting 9, it brings 9. 9 is 9. Be 9.
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Why 9?
Back to uni days I was very keen of learning numerology, slightly superstitious to certain level but it was very entertaining and encouraging. It doesn’t give me a lot of benefits in career but a little knowledge about numerology sometimes gives me unique perspective of problem solving; or hmmm at least good distraction. Based on numerology each number has meaning and energy. Different number, different meaning, different vibe, different luck.
Among all numbers my favourite is 1, 7, 9. Very personal. Yet I like to make it look reasonable and logical. 😊
bus 179 😎
What about those numbers?
1 – One is loyalty, dedication, unity, singularity. We are loyal when we “worship” one – the God, the love. Dedication is focusing on one – one company, one citizenship, one goal. Unity is multiple agreeing on one – unity in diversity. Singularity is uniqueness of one, no comparison – feel it when we’re alone, that’s who you are. My definition as individual being rules the game.
7 – Seven is pitu in Javanese, an abbreviation of pitulungan that means help, support. No one can live alone as social beings so helping and supporting each other is the only way to survive in society. Cultural definition rules the game.
9 – September the 9th month is my birth month. I was categorised to have a character of group 9 in one numerology class. Almost dead at 9. 9 is the only number that I adore because of its logical and scientific function. 9 is my lucky number! Both empirical and logical experiences rule the game.
Dear, my favourite numbers. When will my company stock price go up back to 179 again? That is the point of my favourite numbers ranting today!
Happy weekend!
one of special Math operations of 9
all the opposite sides of a dice add up to 7 – hey! I am not a gambler
Life is a mystery. Human to solve it. Not always successful, yet it is worth doing.
Life is a gift. Human to thank for it. Not always easy, yet it is worth doing.
Life is a journey. Human to travel it. Not always smooth, yet it is worth doing.
Life is love. Human is to accept it. Not always sweet, yet it is worth doing.
Life is of this or that to be experienced. Human is to keep living within the given time, a line between two points. There is so much to take and give and I thank for everything — that I know when I know, that I know when I don’t know.
Will not ignore how precious this life is. Will always be patient with this self in experiencing it.
While writing this, I am spending some time in Erawan Shrine before going to Svarnabhum Airport. I am now witnessing the power of storytelling. Soon I will be back to the hotel just next to it to pick up my luggage then go home.
My head is now ranting:
You can make religion and spirituality good commodity through story telling. Tell people that through your piousity and spirituality you will help them solve their problems or be close to gods or be happy or get their wishes come true; they will come to you with or without believing whether you are true or not. Don’t tell them they should pay as it is contra productive. Just tell them there will be energy exchange so logistics should be co-financed.
It is great and amazing that tourism is designed that way.
When will mosques ask visitors to pay? If they do, they’d better have a good storytelling more than cleaning cost. If not, that is great.
Don’t get me wrong, I am one of those believing with the power of religiosity and spirituality that solve life mystery. With one condition: if told in a wise and sweet way and told by a reliable person. Otherwise, they’d better eat their own sh*t (sh*t can be a lot of money from those being fooled around by them); don’t expect karma as they believe what they do is all right.
God bless gods. God bless all shrines, temples, churches, mosques, etc where people are praying. God bless storytelling.
God bless Erawan Shrine to where I will be back until I stop visiting Bangkok heaven knows when.
❤️
the one prayed to – i love gold!concise introduction, the gate of a storytellingpray, human to the gold-platedqueue, human; your turn will come soongate where flowers and offerings are sold; it is the ticket to pray!i love the purple garland and the cute elephantslogistics behind the scene #1; God bless youlogistics behind the scene #2; God bless youno, no! politicians can’t wait, your problems can 💔
The room becomes bright With two smiles under dim light. Feel good with good sight.
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I met a good friend and he could not stop talking about how hard it has been for him to feel good behind his (nice) smile. He said that he is constantly in stress of silent competition at work or in loneliness far away from family. He said that people around him seem unhappy to see others happy.
Me: Normal! It happened to me when I was young. Getting older, it is easier to accept what is.
GF: You did compete? Unbelievable! You seem to have neither ambition to excel nor spirit to live. Low profile, high product yuck! Your motto sucks!
Me: I did lightly. You’re still young so just enjoy your competitiveness and being away from family. Make more friends and only one girlfriend. Some day you will be where I am now when nothing is worth chasing except cockroach to kill.
GF: So you feel good all the time?
Me: Most of the time only, not all the time lah… I am not a Barbie doll.
GF: Meaning you never have problem?
Me: Do I look like not having problem?
GF: I know you have problems and are sometimes upset about people.
Me: Ya, I do have problems. People confront me. I confront people. But I minimise blaming others. Most thing if not everything is about me making incorrect decisions. I am sometimes very very unhappy about others, too. I act boldly occasionally to show boundary.
GF: And you still can feel good when you are not happy?
feel good is contagious
Me: Yes, I have a lot of distractions ready: work, books, orchids, painting, people although mostly not them, biking, cooking. End the unhappy time fast.
GF: How?
Me: Distract yourself. Flip the coin to the other side. And remember feel good is contagious. At least you don’t look gloomy when you feel good.
GF: So how do you think I should feel good when my colleague stabs me in the back?
Me: Feel good that it is not you stabbing people in their back. Thank God for showing the real friends to you.
GF: Argh! I want to punch his face!
Me: Ouch! Will it make you feel good?
GF: Maybe, but makes me look not good, then makes me feel not good.
Me: Wow! You master it already!
GF: But don’t you realise some people will get offended even when we feel good and do things as we are? They think we are insensitive. They think we are ridiculing them.
Me: Why care? You only need your approval to do something that makes you feel good, with one condition: that you do it without intension of offending or hurting others.
GF: If they get offended?
Me: I…. Don’t…. Care….
GF: Okaaaaaay! Hey! How is the food?
Me: Not so good 😩 The worst tom yum on earth!
GF: Agree. So is it because you are not able to appreciate the food? And how do you minimise blaming others in this case?
Me: Of course I blame the chef! You think I am his mother? Let’s not be back to this restaurant again.
GF: 😂😂😂
Lessons learnt: stay away from chatty friends when hungry, be relaxed when talking to young men as they explode easily, find a good restaurant or cook your own tom yum, get older without grudge, avoid those disrespecting you, laugh joyfully
see you again, Bangkok! thank you for bringing me this funny friend and the APEC meeting 2022 😩 both make me feel like a good human being: acting wise to one and waking up early because of the other 😊
Blessing is a swan Walking, swimming and flying Around garden lake.
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when I was a girl, I wanted to be a flight attendant traveling around; thanks God I don’t deserve to be so I can be a passenger traveling to accompany them 🥰
A line of this heart remembers What’s not even in memories. Flowing clean river hidden in the sky— The other line of this heart remembers Only what’s imprinted through relations. Murky pool standing around the earth—
Don’t have the right to be missed With these limited memories. This sky is hidden by the cloud— Don’t have the right to be remembered With absence of relations. This earth is full of locked doors.
Can only miss what’s not imprinted. Can only remember what’s hidden. Still beautiful Still amazing Yet hidden Yet secretive Circled around between hearts That read what’s not inky written.
There’s an end To a dream. It’s when coming true Or coming dead. And that’s the light at the end of a tunnel Of light Of wide spectrum In which we’re prancing.
Choose your colour.
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you don’t remember me, I do; you don’t see me, I do; you don’t hear me, I do; you don’t smell me, I do; you don’t taste me, I do; you don’t touch me, I do — when you close the door, I stay yet I’m blocked from you 💗
Not answered questions: Those to be pinned with meanings By them questioning—
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Surabaya did sum up my medium-length end-of-year holiday of mine. Hosted by one best friend, this 32-hour visit meant much to me: a lot of chat and enough food.
With this best friend open discussion is a routine. Last night’s discussion while driving around the city was everything about money. We both treat money differently. She is a better financial planner, I am a learner.
We used to be curious about what money truly was. Money discussion had always been a hot topic before and last night we both finally agreed that money can be defined as anything according to the one managing it.
We know different types of friends and their behaviour towards money. There are friends who meticulously count money (stingy), friends who think money is a symbol of welfare (social status), friends who consider money is everything (arrogant), friends who consider money is treasure (stupid), friends who consider money is nothing (careless), friends who don’t believe that money is a thing (maybe almost dead), friends who have little money (poor), friends who constantly borrow money (lazy). Complete experience. 🙂
What is money to us? We both don’t have special place for money at the same time we have special space for money. It is a tool. It is the replaceable at times, the irreplaceable at others. It is what it is with given context. We both agree that a question of “what is money” doesn’t need an accurate answer; it just needs honest response. Answer is too rigid and feels like a reaction; response is more flexible and almost a wisdom. Example? If having money makes us think we are more respectable than others, that is an accurate answer. If having no money makes us think we are less than others, that is an accurate answer. If having money makes us more functional as human beings in some situation, that is an honest response. If having no money makes us less complaining and harder working, that is an honest response.
We both don’t expect to be in forever comfort by having so much money yet don’t want to live uncomfortably because of having not enough money. We simply want to have sufficient amount as what is needed in life.
This visit puts me back on track that “life is just like that” at the same time “life is worth fighting for and beautifully living” with good will and a small touch of power from money.
Before driving me to the airport, she commented on my eyes.
BF: Have you put eyeliner?
Me: No
BF: Told you to always put eyeliner. You have one?
Me: Ya
BF: What colour?
Me: Brown
BF: No, no. Try blue.
Me: (frown on my forehead). I don’t have blue one.
BF: Try this. (handing a blue eyeliner to me)
Me: (reluctantly putting blue eyeliner on both eyes)
BF: Look at that! Brighter eyes! Ok, take it. Wear blue eyeliner more.
Me: Ok, as long as not green that turns me to a green-eyed. How much is it?
BF: I am not selling it to you. A tiny token of friendship. Not everything should be paid with money. Thanks for the birthday gift, too.
Manusia mengembarai langit Manusia menyusuri cakrawala Tidak untuk menguasainya Melainkan untuk menguji dirinya Apakah dia bertahan menjadi manusia, Tidak untuk hebat kuasa atau perkasa Melainkan untuk setia sebagai manusia.
(Emha Ainun Nadjib)
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Good morning, Surabaya. You did a lot of moulding to this human being. Thank you!!! 💝
thank you 💝 for making me a human being; I won’t give up moulding this self to be loyal to being humane
Garden of the death Where pray and wish are whispered To eternity—
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plaque of cemetery of kings of Mataramgate to the bathing pool for women; women should at least take ablution before entering the graveyard complexgate to the graveyard complex of kings of Mataram; visitor can only enter this enclosure by wearing Javanese apparel: kemben for female and surjan for maleas I didn’t want to wear kemben, I preferred not entering the graveyard complex and decided to take some pics (with my bag) under a tropical fruit tree called kepel aka Stelechocarpus burahol
Hello, dear friendship. This ship is sailing smoothly, Storms don’t ruin our cruise.
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Four are (fake) backpackers. One is (true) camper. We all sail together in a ship called friendship.
Alfatihah.
💝
a visit to a best friend’s youth center, this woman dedicates her life to accompany those needing support; the main house is for the classes, sitting room and kitchen; the front is a pendhopo for bigger discussion group plus tiny senthong for librarya visit to a best friend, a Javanese dancer cum lecturer, the wife of a late most well-known puppeteer in the country and the mother of a most sought-after teenage puppeteer in the island 💝 god bless her and family 💗 dear photographer, why do you always block me in group selfie? 🙃Yuki after playing with my dress 😍 hey, you’ll meet a vet , you’d better watch out 😁
The green yard behind Is where greets and smiles soft-land On the plate and glass.
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Jiwa Jawi’s my backyard – found that the owner is a good friend of my best friend’s. she briefed me about the environment and seems that i can only raise cats, not dogs 😁torch ginger aka kecombrang one of the major herbs grown within Jiwa Jawi, the more than 15,000sqm-garden-homeiga sapi bumbu rujak, lunch today 😘with neighbours to be after 6-hour chat filled with warmth laughter and experience sharing 💝 I humbly thank you!
rike jokanan 
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