Dia berhitung.
Air mata berjatuhan,
Diserap asa.
He has been counting.
Teardrops fall, run down to soil,
Absorbed by the Hope.
To Moppy, with love….
Singapura – May 4, 2015 – 11:53pm
graphs of my Universe
Siang tadi seorang teman mengirimkan pesan whatsapp, bunyinya: “Bagaimana kamu memaknai Hari Kartini?” Pertanyaan kok berat-berat gitu to ya? Akhirnya kujawab “Bentar, asah batu akik dulu baru bisa jawab.”
Beberapa tahun lalu mudah rasanya memaknai sesuatu, gampang sekali mengucapkan kata-kata baik lisan maupun tulisan. Ada di tulisan saya ini: .
Nah, tahun ini pertanyaan tentang makna Hari Kartini justru merangsang rangkaian pertanyaan di benak: sudah benarkah pengetahuan sejarah tentang Kartini? Sejauh mana surat-surat yang dikompilasi itu menceritakan kisah yang sesungguhnya? Apakah memang emansipasi wanita itu yang seperti dikonsepkan berbagai corong toa bernama media?
Nggak bisa dibahas di sini — sebab nggak semangat nulisnya. Tapi masih ada jalan untuk memaknai Hari Kartini demi mencari jawaban yang lebih jujur: dengan mencari tahu kehidupan Eyang Kartini secara proporsional (bukan lagi menurut Pram atau Imron atau penulis lainnya), memahami arti emansipasi.
Ok, mari kita mulai….
Emansipasi berasal dari kata emancipate yang artinya “memerdekakan, membebaskan”. Sebebas apa yang kita bisa? Sebebas apa yang kita mau? Sebebas apa yang kita perlu?
Eyang Kartini bebas naik dokar pergi ke luar pagar walau harus didampingi. Dia masih surat-menyurat dengan sahabat penanya – jaman itu belum ada email, jadi dia suruh-suruh orang juga buat kirim surat ke kantor pos kali ya. Dia juga memodali pengusaha perabot jati berukir walau tak mencapai kesuksesan layaknya konglomerat – kalau nggak dari suami atau orangtuanya kayaknya Kartini nggak ada duit (nggak kerja boooow…). Tapi ingat, dia masih mau menjadi priyayi, mengikut tradisi Jawa dipersunting lelaki priyayi dan rela dimadu. Di sisi lain (mungkin) dibanding Eyang Sartika yang dari Jawa Barat Eyang Kartini kalah egaliternya. Eyang Kartini masih kurang terbebaskan, kalah termerdekakan daripada Eyang Sartika. So, sebebas apa yang Kartini bisa atau mau atau perlu? Itu tergantung bagaimana kita ingin menakarnya, berdasarkan pengetahuan yang kita gali dan nilai yang kita anut.
Sampai sekarang aku masih percaya ada kisah kecil tentang Eyang Kartini yang tak tersampaikan bahwa dia tetap bahagia jadi orang Jawa, tidak menyesal menjadi orang yang terpenjara di balik tembok kadipaten…. Walau di beberapa suratnya pada mevrow Belanda dia mengeluhkan tentang betapa sedihnya melihat nasib kaumnya (baca: perempuan Jawa). Dan lalu, berdasarkan sejarah yang dipaparkan oleh media itu sebagian wanita Indonesia getol memperjuangkan kemerdekaannya sampai ada juga yang kebablasan. Kebablasan? Oops!
Maafkan aku, mungkin tak ada juga kata atau esensi kebablasan karena kebablasan itu tentang takaran dan takaran itu bisa berbeda atas matra waktu, ruang dan lain-lain.
Ngelantur…. Jadi maknanya apa dong?
Baiklah. Lebih baik aku mencari batas kemerdekaan karena sesungguhnya sebaik-baik pemahaman tentang kemerdekaan adalah ketika kita telah melengkapinya dengan pemahaman tentang batas-batas.
Repot ngurus kemerdekaan Eyang Kartini sebagai wanita Jawa kuno….
…. Karena sejatinya jiwanya telah merdeka.
Singapura – 21 April 2015 – 9:10pm
Why does Moppy pull me so strongly? I feel him like a magnet to iron-me. His force is around me, like swarming moths to the Light…. But, Moppy is the Light and I’m the swarming moths is the true be.
Friends, I’ve never met this dog but I fall for him already.
This afternoon, I talked to him through the path of pure souls. We love you, Moppy. Your rescuer – Mommy Tinny Chen – loves you so much, and believe that many more love you. They just don’t know how to express their love either because they’re not accustomed to love pure soul like you or they’re blind about purity.
Moppy, I see an elephant in me. I resolve…. I help but I’m not everything. I have to move forward toward the fulfilment of heart’s desire. No ego’s fear and discouragement can stop me; ‘coz it’s all spirit-driven. Let me embrace you along my roam.
I see a giraffe in you. You foresee…. You have the longest neck so you can see for us all.
Even though no one can predict the future with any absolute certainty, at this time you can see with great clarity what lies ahead. What do you see? What do you want to see? Stop, and look at the horizon, beyond what’s right in front of you then you know clearly…. That love expands without boundary. Never worry.
I see a monkey, symbol of ingenuity, adaptability in your mommy. She takes a good look at every situation. She’s brave, grabs all branches to conquer the wild. And, she should be ready to shift from one situation to another. She never stops till no tree is to climb anymore. Tough loving mommy, Moppy.
Moppy, this journey is ours but you are the captain of the boat. Befriend with the breeze…. If you should sail across, go and bring our love. Whichever your direction, you are always here. This love never leaves you, it stays like a light penetrating layers of curtains.
If the land is where you stay, free your true Self from suffer and pain.
We love you, dear Pure Soul Moppy.
Singapore – April 16, 2015 – 9:43pm
Silent moment,
Embracing you in a the dark of Light.
The bliss of knowing you
Has made this life perfectly joyous.
Hold on….
There is a rendezvous
Before you sail
Across the river of blessings
To the wholeness….
Love you as always….
Pearls are sliding through
A long thread; falling down to
The floor — to be free.
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Free falling, I want to be free.
Free from others’ eyes…. from others’ ears….
Can I do, oh can I do?
If I can, then what should I do?
Dancing in the dark space like this moment?
So, why do I need to be free?
Let me travel in the space, dark space of Light,
Spiralling to and meeting you.
Singapura – April 12, 2015 – 9:42pm
I found one site of an animal healer and got amazed with what she has been doing. The healer name is Susan Grey. She does the healing on site or from a distance. I wish she has long life and be able to heal more and more helpless fellow creatures here on earth.
Very few care about animal healing – the real healing because healing is not only to physical but also to the psychological even spiritual parts of the animals.
Animals can get trauma, animals can be reincarnating souls of previously human so they may need spiritual healing. And, animal healers are helping animals to retrieve back the energy to survive from human threats, life trauma, diseases, etc. What a noble profession we rarely recognise.
My today’s talk to an animal rescuer “Tinny Chen” was really amazing. She is the “mommy” of Moppy, the dog that is now being examined by a highly-dedicated animal healer, a professor in Jakarta. Tinny told me that the professor started his career by being a doctor (to human) then drove his direction to the animal kingdom since he saw that these creatures need him more. This is great!
These two people — Tinny and Prof Koes — along with the supporting people behind them are a group of animal healers; they’re just like a circle of colour pixels with what an animal picture can be drawn beautifully in tact. Each of them heals animals from different aspects: physically and psychologically.
Let’s hope those animal healers bring happy news about the animals, especially Moppy at the moment. Hope Prof Koes can be the hands of Asy-Syifaa who cures Moppy. And, let’s hope Mommy Tinny have everlasting compassion for Moppy and brothers sisters in shelters. And let’s hope that all the surrounding people have positive energy to support them. Let’s hope more people give respect and care to the animals, not consider that “only animals“.
Fyi, from yesterday’s X-Ray we found that there are three bullets in Moppy’s body (one outside skull and two near his rib) and his nose needs to be further analysed for exact diagnose.
The cure of Moppy will be a very good news for all of us, especially for those directly handling him. Let’s pray for the best. Let’s pray that Moppy is healed physically and mentally.
Oye animals…. Forgive me for not doing more than just exposing about your existence. Forgive me for doing very lil’ thing this time. Bless me and love me as like the Asy-Syifaa is always blessing and loving you all. I wish I can be a powerful animal healer. Namaste….
Susan’s web:Â http://www.distancehealer.net/animal-healing.htm
Singapore – April 11, 2015 – 12:35pm
Boleh saja merasa benar,
Karena perlu pijakan beryakin-diri menjalani hidupmu.
Tapi tak baik merasa benar sendiri
Karena Semesta saja berkembang kemana-mana….
Masak kebenaran mandheg membusuk?
Yah, namanya juga rasa….
Selama jadi manusia,
Tanggunglah siksanya.
Sementara napas sambung-menyambung,
Buatlah keputusan: mau mokhsa? Atau balik ke dunia?
Gambar dipinjam dari http://globe-views.com/dreams/heart.html
Singapura – 10 April 2015 – 11:07 malam
Don’t give up. There is always a way to make a way…. If your hands and feet are in long distance from what you are capable of doing, then chant.
Chant the song of love to the one you want to reach with help.
The limitation is like a chain but prayer push out all boundaries.
I believe in the power of healing. I believe in the power of medication
I believe in the power of care. And, I believe in the power of love.
Asy-Syifaa means the one who cures
And I believe that the Asy-Syifa hears all my chant of prayers for the cure for Moppy.
So, let’s chant that sacred name.
Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa
Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa
Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa
Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa
Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa
Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa
Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa
Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa
Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa
Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa
Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa Yaa Syifaa
Yaa Syifaa…..
Cure.
Temasek – April 9, 2015 – 7:41pm
Prayer is a bunch of energy circulating through words, imaginations, deeds to materialise. So, when we’re praying we are changing the energy into materials which can be seen, heard, tasted, smelt, touched with our physical senses.
But is it only physical that gives the sensation? No, there is something un-seen, un-heard, un-tasted, un-smelt, un-touched but still can be felt…That’s why 6th sense exists.
After six, then there is 7, 8, etc? For sure…. But I want to say that that 6 covers all above 5.
So, if our prayer won’t materialise the energy into those five physical sensations, it means the energy is lingering as the 6th sensation. You still can feel it.
Pray. Even if it doesn’t happen as the eyes want to sense, ears want to sense, tongue wants to sense, nose wants to smell, hands want to sense; your heart never fails to sense it.
Pray.
Pray.
Pray.
Materialize!
Dedicating this prayer to Moppy, the dog that is traveling from Palembang to Jakarta to be cured. I love you, Moppy…. Cured, cured, cured….
Singapore – April 8, 2015 – 9:06pm
Each day’s passing by.
Men drop items to; then take them —
From a bucket list.
Singapura – April 7, 2015 – 7:16
Picture borrowed from http://henryharveybooks.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/10/bbbb-the-bucket-list.jpg
It’s another effective and efficient marketing.
“think” compared to “thank”
Exactly the same consonants and one shift of vowel, an inner activity (think) is changed into reciprocal activity.
Thinking is the process of communication inside of the human’s Self. Human beings think, animals don’t. And, what after thinking? Human should thank for…
– being able to think
– being able to understand
– being able to discover
– being able to do many things…
To thank is communication with the Universe, to tell that we’re able to think, to understand, discover, do many things because of being able to think. And after thank?
You’ll be granted whatever you’d like to receive.
Home – Friday 3, 2015 – 1:57pm
Let’s support this fundraising.
Yesterday I joined a team building and one of the activities was pizza-making. One 7-inch pizza by one person. So, we were dressed up like a chef and shown how to make pizza – then we did make the pizza…. Oh my, some quizzes before making the pizza:
Just to share with you how we were dressed and the pizza before and after…..
Temasek – March 28, 2015 – 3:15
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Fresh.”
All about fresh:
Smile….
Water and fruit on a table against a sprawling building-forest….
Morning mist on a hibiscus…..
Temasek – March 21, 2015 – 12:32pm
While waiting for flight, I went for a stroll in the garden of Changi airport as always, never think of boredom enjoying the sounds of forest and splash of water in the middle of greenery and flowers. Sometimes I envy how the “small red dot” can radiate such beauty’ while my beloved huge archipelago Indonesia is still craving for what’s called fairness (you can call it justice) for all….
Long story short, the giant bouquet was full of lilies and sunflowers and I was tempted to take some close-up pictures of them. The lilies are stunning, the sunflowers are just magnificent. But lilies drew my attention more strongly.
The pink and some stripes and dots show me details of pretty colors. And, I remembered lily symbolizes lots of quality of soul. Hope, transitioning, purity, renewal, passion, soul itself, motherhood, wedding, innocence and others…. Such a thorough symbol she is indeed.
All pictures are such clear message to me that those qualities above are existing that they are “patented” in the presence of lily by the ancient generations.
Let’s enjoy the beauty of lilies…
When colors do not attract eyes anymore,
Maybe it’s time for soul to go home.
But soul need no home to go,
She is the home for the life.
The door stands still, and we’re never outside.
Penang – March 17, 2015 – 7:57am – ready to cross Penang bridge
Lennon, the baby I met in Singapore Botanical Garden seemed to be a happy boy. He didn’t look afraid when I approached him. He just curiously stared at me without any voice produced. His eyes were moving along with my waving hands and facial gestures.
All he did without smiling.
But when I touched his hands, he started feeling my warmth and trusting me. Then he smiled constantly until I said goodbye….
What a bright day!
Temasek – March 15, 2015 – 12:43am
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Wall.”
Walls are massive construction that will keep you separated from the other side of them. Once you can penetrate the walls, you can discover what’s the secret….. But, why so curious? You are in the inside: whichever side you are in, that’s where the other siders want to know. Be there, the walls don’t mean anything.  🙂
Of my collections, I have some wall pictures: inn ancient buildings that have shown sustainability. Artistic, precise and long-lasting….. in new buildings that shown simplicity. Simple, short-timed but still beautiful…..
A cement wall with oblong portholes, decorated with cat’s butt
A wooden wall with glasses, as background of grooming cat – small praying house
A stone wall with relief, Borobudur
Granite walls of Nagoya castle – Japanese precision
A stone wall – precision composed in roughness front gate of nagoya Castle
Temasek – March 14, 2015 – 6:21am
I have no parents:
I make the heaven and earth my parents.
I have no home:
I make awareness my home.
I have no life and death:
I make the tides of breathing my life and death.
I have no divine powers:
I make honesty my divine power.
I have no means:
I make understanding my means.
I have no secrets:
I make character my secret.
I have no body:
I make endurance my body.
I have no eyes:
I make the flash of lightening my eyes.
I have no ears:
I make sensibility my ears.
I have no limbs:
I make promptness my limbs.
I have no strategy:
I make “unshadowed by thought” my strategy.
I have no design:
I make “seizing opportunity by the forelock” my design.
I have no miracles:
I make right action my miracle.
I have no principles:
I make adaptability to all circumstances my principle.
I have no tactics:
I make emptiness and fullness my tactics.
I have no talent:
I make ready wit my talent.
I have no friends:
I make my mind my friend.
I have no enemy:
I make carelessness my enemy.
I have no armour:
I make benevolence and righteousness my armor.
I have no castle:
I make immovable mind my castle.
I have no sword:
I make absence of self my sword.
a warrior’s creed – anonymous samurai song – 14th century
Quoted from http://www.esotericonline.net/profiles/blogs/a-warrior-s-creed
Temasek – March 12, 2015 – 7:23am
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Orange you glad it’s photo challenge time?.”
I don’t particularly love color orange but it’s proven to be pretty indeed.
Temasek – March 7, 2015 – 12:08pm
Some nations think they’re superior,
Some people think they’re superior —
Just because they think they are.
A few nations keep humble yet firm,
A few people keep humble yet firm —
Because they know being boastful doesn’t make superiority.
Temasek – March 6, 2015 – 12:00am
Picture borrowed from http://www.un.org/en/events/pastevents/worldsummit_2005.shtml
Pilihlah jalan
Yang termudah
Untuk jadi manusia:
Rasakan….
Indahnya tarikan nafas dan hirupan udara.
Rasakan….
Kicauan burung lewat kupingmu.
Rasakan….
Pijakan pada bumi di setiap langkah
Perlahan.
Jika mata masih berguna,
Rasakan warna dengan matamu —
Yang muda cerlang
Atau yang tua merabun.
Rasakan saja.
Dan, kala rasa nyeri masih melingkar di hati
Demi melihat makhluk-makhluk terlunta-lunta
Tersiksa oleh yang berkuasa;
Rasakan dan lepaskan derita itu,
Bungkus dengan cinta dan pengampunan.
Dan, engkau manusia….
Mudah jadi manusia,
Kan?
Mencintai.
Welas asih.
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Human
Choose a path:
The easiest way
To become a human.
Feel it….
The beauty of breath with every inhaled air.
Feel it….
The chirps of birds through your ears.
Feel it….
The steps you hit on earth
Slowly.
If the eyes are still open,
Feel the colours with your eyes
Either young bright eyes
Or far/near-sighted ones;
Just feel.
And, if the pain is still there in the heart
To see the underprivileged creatures
Tortured by the privileged rankers;
Feel the pain and release it,
Wrapped in love and forgiveness.
And, you are human….
Easy ways
To be human, huh?
Love.
Compassion.
My human kind friends…. (Karel, Riduan, Sapto, Eko, Dinah) – Bravo, buddies!
Temasek – March 5, 2015 – 10:58pm
A sheet of paper:
Name, sex, birthdate, religion is —
Borrowed ID.
Above haiku is a reminder for this self.
Have you ever thought of why you are called with your name? That nhe name was given by parents. Ok, borrowed name from parents? Or, the nickname that your friends & you agreed to use….
Have you ever thought of why you become a female rather than male? From the Creator, you could not even choose – or you bargained before your birth to be one? How…ever, yours is a borrowed sex.
Birthdate wasn’t chosen by you. You might have negotiated – but not 100% your take. It is lent by this life to you. Birthdate is the opening of current life; there should be the closing, fellas….
Religion? Attached since your family want you to be? Or, your spouse wants you to be? Or, the society want you to be? Or, any other external party wants you to be? Another borrowed…..
Borrowed…. You’ll have to return them someday. Please take good care of them before the D-day.
Temasek – March 1, 2015 – 11:15pm
In the pond of one botanical garden, Ms. Tortoise was enjoying a warm day – oops warm enough to call it hot and she so much wanted to emerge to the surface. Swam, swam and swam…. Diving to see if she could see other fellow swimmers  coming around. Oh, no one!
Ok, far ahead huge saucers are clustering. Maybe I can just perch for a while on one of them, thought Ms. Tortoise.
Swam, swam and swam…. Circling around some saucers which are actually leaves of water lily celebrating the sun ray.
Hop! Hop! Not easy for a tortoise to hop to something. Not easy, but doable. Yups!
Hmmm…. Ms. Tortoise saw on the leave wasn’t better than beneath the water. Ms. Tortoise decided to swim, swim, and swim away…. Enjoy the day!  🙂
Singapore – February 24, 2015 – 6:54pm
Through photography I learn a lot of things: how to focus – giving priority to either colour or shape, detail or wholeness, to be confident when taking pictures for often time the object is so weird people think photographer is crazy taking not so important things as interesting objects, how to take care of the camera and lenses and to review which photos should be saved or discarded….
In fact just this month I learned about one thing amazing through photography. Not found the lesson by myself but by listening to a young artist from Yogyakarta (Noe Sabrang of Letto). He talked about truth using photograph analogy. Won’t be accurately articulated but won’t deviate from his words:
“When someone takes picture of a flower and the pic is blurred, is it a flower when s/he claims it’s a flower? Yes, it is but it is vague and some people will probably deny its being a flower.
When someone takes picture of a flower and the pic is just ok, is it a flower pic? Yes, it is and people might recognise it is a flower.
When someone takes picture of a flower and the pic is naturally looking like the real flower, is it a flower pic? Yes, it is and people recognise it and even get amazed with the beauty of the flower that might have not been realized before.”
I think it is smart of his stating the truth through what has not been used as analogy of truth before.
Then I took the analogy home…. I thought and reckoned and recounted and pondered then come to an awareness…
Even if the flower pic is so naturally taken and amazed the eyes of the spectators…. It is still not the real flower.
It is reflection of the real flower. Reflection of truth…. Why do people like claiming they’re true? 🙂
Another lesson for me: truth discloses itself by time, piece by piece until it is crystal clear in the real shape and undeniable, human beings should just be patient.
Temasek – February 23, 2015 – 7:28pm
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