Healthy sight sees bright
That blurs by cloud of the heart.
Clean it with blessed soul.
—-

Osaka Castle behind the bush 💝

Osaka Castle back side 💝 before short rain

Osaka Castle behind the pine tree 🙏🏼 after short rain
graphs of my Universe
Healthy sight sees bright
That blurs by cloud of the heart.
Clean it with blessed soul.
—-

Osaka Castle behind the bush 💝

Osaka Castle back side 💝 before short rain

Osaka Castle behind the pine tree 🙏🏼 after short rain
The longing has gone
Too far left by trueness.
No plate is prepared,
No wish is grown,
No intelligence is to decipher message
As heart is numb by laughter
And ridicule.
No number symbolises,
No alphabet pronounces,
All are faded away.
There’s only mine on its way.
Dandelion,
Bring it fly
To where it roots beauty,
Peace and eternity.
Only love remains
For the journey
That appreciates
Not a point
That fades away.
—-

i’ve met dandelions in many different spots; all of them are blooming new dreams, totally new, leaving the blur ones — prayer heard and soon coming true 💝
All are grown blessing,
Making days more radiant
Without prejudice.
—-
Flowers don’t envy others just because of colours, shapes, fragrance and/or sizes. They just bloom without prejudice blessing whoever seeing, smelling, touching, feeling, listening to the description.
Be blessed by flowers even those of grasses.
Salaam.
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gerbera, ranunculus and the gang 💝

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Pink joy greets in breeze
Showering earth with blessings
Of cherry petals.
—-

a surprise at the gate! 🥰

trust me it made my day! 💝

showered earth 💝

neighbour’s sakura 💝

thanks for the blessings!

thanks for the blessings!

thanks for the blessings!

thanks for the blessings!

thanks for the blessings!
Blossom, welcome her
Among tasks and assignments
So she smiles and blooms.
—-
The way we thank for the work we do is by doing our very best for the work we do. There is no other way. Give our better best everyday for the work has given us their best.
Salaam.

cherry blossoms!

more cherry blossoms!
If she says
Love is the only gift,
It is still inaudible
As the doors are all closed
And that room is air-tight.
Unheard—
Even if she screams,
What flies back
Is smooth and soft echo,
The bouncing waves
From a solid wall.
Beautiful—
—-

peace can be as simple as reading vague messages without trying to understand as guessing is not a good habit 💝
Mosquito’s smiling
At a girl grinning of itch.
A mutual joy—
—

i used to learn how to not smile at those at the other side of the table; back to smile after some years — i can lose in some negotiation but i won’t let them smile more genuinely than i do 😁 i grin actually
Is life abundant?
She asked.
They said,
When you have everything.
She walked away,
There was never everything
In imperfection.
She says.
Life is generous.
They say,
Because you have everything.
She walks away,
There is never perfection
In everything.
Life is abundant,
She agrees.
They ask,
Do you have everything? You are not perfect.
She walks away,
There is always perfection
In anything imperfect.
—-

anger has long gone but sadness is still lingering like a hungry fox hunting a chicken 🙃 yet life is so generous to me offering sweet imperfection and simplest perfection that might be just a dream for those perfect perfection — so thank you as always! 💝

giving myself time and space to live again 💝
Where is sun when sets?
Where is moon in the day light?
They share love through time.
—
Interaction is about reciprocity; even when we are alone, we are interacting with some tool of life or with the deep self within.
When it is not reciprocated, interaction is not genuinely true.
Salaam.

a grandma with her grandson

a mother with her son

family gathering

feeding two grandsons

let’s climb!

hi, dove! said the little boy

what’s in the water? said he

bubbles!!!

what is that over there? ahh hope! ☺️

am i your headache? no, you are my universe 😂

don’t move, just smile! someone is taking our picture ☺️

she is asking her cam to see what she sees 🙏🏼

our daughter is playing, i am sitting near her

hey! clear up! i am gonna land!

electrocution my a**! 😁
Is it the shadow
Or the real you show to me?
Distinguished beauty—
—-

i can’t remember which one is the shadow and which one is the real — i don’t want to observe further to find which is which
what i know the castle is beautiful day and night 💝
Is it tug of war
Or pendulum played within?
Two polar extremes—
—-

decision making is about choosing

winning one interest…

….and letting the other conform

there shall be a stop at one balanced point at which the momentum reaches its maturity or its exhaustion 💝
A bubble’s bursting,
United with the free air.
Would you please join me?
—
Although Kyoto has a lot of impressive shrines, my favourite is not there. Mine is Izumo Taisha in Shimane prefecture about 343 km from Kyoto.
When visiting other shrines in Japan, I was so aware of being in Japan. In Izumo Taisha I got home: sunny, green, serene and unexplainably blissful. There were many visitors but my senses didn’t absorb their presence as if the hot air and bright light muffled their noise and wrapped me in a safe bubble bursting when my last step left the shrine front gate.
Romantic!

a long walk from the gate to the shrine — i remember it was a scorching hot day in August 2018 and i was humming while walking 😇

ablution, my daily ritual that i find also so soothing in Japan shrine especially in Izumo Taisha

torii 💝 a gate to the shrine yard

this is Izumo Taisha! 💝

shimenawa (sacred straw rope)

i only go to this coffee shop with my colleagues, but i wholeheartedly believed drinking Starbucks coffee was a nice thing; only in Izumo! right outside the shrine complex
Hello, Sun
Today is your day.
Be bright.
Be warm.
Be nice to whomever is home.
Taste delicious.
Taste good.
Taste homy to whomever is lost.
—-

weekend is about waking up late with selfie 🥱

cooking whatever i want 😍

(re)watching movies while cooking — iPad is forced to perch on the plate rack 😁
They’re flying
Around colours and shapes
In a garden
Where the gliding fragrance
And dripping nectars
Invite them
To celebrate
One phase
Before the next.
—

in Subak, Ubud wearing new clothes from Sukawati market (only for SGD30) and butterflies in my tummy 😁
There are two children
Living in one life, playing,
Generating joy.
—-

never want to lose the child within — they’re the source of joy! 💝
There’s a place in heart
Where things won’t be moved— stay still.
Hidden eyes know where.
—

a borrowed workstation today — oh, sambal super pedas! 🤩

a (rather) messy work station tonight before slumberland— oh! cable everywhere! 😇
I thought
I saw you
At the gate
But not.
I walked,
Am still walking
Deeper in
To a forest.
I thought
I would meet you
Somewhere
But not.
I saw you
Waving hand
To me
But not.
I run
To you,
You vanish
With a shadow.
I saw
Numbers around,
The shadow owns you
And brings you away.
I want to go back
To where I started;
But I am deeply lost
In a forest of you.
I stopped and saw a light.
I don’t chase anymore.
Too much hide and seek.
Too many games.
I look up,
I look in,
I look forward
To a love within.
—

i just want to sit down through this Ramadhan and find a string to tidy up all these scattered beads
Time is
Lightning striking
And that’s it.
A patch
Of burnt earth is
A trace
Of surprise.
When we meet
Someday,
Ignore the time.
Let’s count it
With heart beats
And senses
That touch.
Let me fall
In love with
You
Over and over again
As long as
Time
Can be defined.
—

is one chasing the other or the kite? it is love that makes both run and laugh, a kite that keeps the child within alive
picture from Pinterest
I don’t need a place.
They can build a palace
To place me.
I’m not a queen,
Please gift it to someone more beautiful and loving luxury.
I deserve just a space.
It can be a table for two
To chat with me.
I’m a traveler,
Please go on a quest with me through joy and challenges to be.
Let me clean my place
For a little space.
Now and here
With or without
You—
—-

About MELUKAT
Linguistically melukat is derived from the old Javanese word “lukat” which means to “cleanse” or “purify”.
Melukat itself is understood as bathing or cleansing with water that aims to cleanse both body and mind, to refresh the spirit and dissolve away any negative influences. It is also believed to cure non medical diseases and sickness of the spirit and whether it does or not, a session bathing in holy waters will certainly make you feel good.
It is a symbol of letting go or releasing something burdening within us. It is a ritual that can be performed many times, in fact the more, the merrier as it can only lead to good things. It is also a kind of self purification that is very common by Indonesians of Hindu and Javanese Muslim in different ways as ritual.
Hindu in Bali will do it as frequent ritual, even for tourist attraction in some way.
Muslim have daily ablution (washing face/nostrils/earlobes/hands/feet) and mandatory bathing for women after menses or married couples after sexual intercourse. They also have another self purification affected by original Javanese tradition called “Adus Suran” or “taking a bath in Assyura/Suro month” in which they will do bathing in Javanese New Year’s Eve called “1st night of Suro”. Muslims are also suggested to do cleansing ritual (normal bathing with strong intension) before Ramadhan.
While in Bali why not I committed myself to self-purify? My best friend did it for Seclusion Day. I did for Ramadhan. Both of us did it for health, happiness and joy. 💝
Salaam.


The sun rises, sets
At two ends to tell the time
To the open eyes.
—
I always become guilty when my nieces say they want to be like me after breaking up romantically. They might think being single is the best choice in that situation, which is true yet nothing is permanent. Don’t be too sure about what you think, that’s what I always tell those young ladies.
The wedding of my niece recently was truly one miracle to witness after so long she thought she would not trust marriage institution. She finally trusts a man, a lucky one as much as my niece is lucky to be married by that funny guy! 💝
Behind the wedding scene one of my nieces approached me and asked me questions and here is the interestingly funny abridged conversation.
N: Auntie, you still hope to get married?
Me: You?
N: You know what happened. I believe mother told you. She said to me you disagreed with my decision.
Me: Of course. You are young. No reason to not getting married.
N: You? Tell me.
Me: I am slightly different.
N: Old?
Me: Yes.
N: Are you abnormal?
Me: Like what?
N: Homosexual.
Me: No.
N: You hate men?
Me: No
N: You are afraid of being poor?
Me: I am not. But I won’t want to be poor.
N: So what makes you single for so long?
Me: The same as you.
N: Trust?
Me: Yes.
N: Do you think I can get my trust back faster than you?
Me: Yes. Look at Dan. It took her only some years to finally getting married.
N: I hope I can.
Me: When you still talk about hope, it means you will get it.
N: But I hope you get married first before I do. Please…
Me: I hope….
N: (she smiled and went to fetch some snack)
Sometimes you’ve gotta show your beloved how much hope you have to make them keep hoping for the best. To me although I have to pretend…. 😝
N: (she got back with some snack on a plate) Do you really hope? It’s been 16 years!
Me: 😂
—



Catch my dreams, my love
The ones I could not.
Share the joy, my love
The one I would enjoy.
Let’s smile together
At the road we’ve taken.
You might have missed some dreams
Caught by your beloved around.
We’re dream catchers
Catching the ones
Delivered by the brightest fireflies.
Happy for good
Joyful forever.
—

You’re a fact
Just untouchable.
You exist
Just indescribable.
You’re not illusion
Just intangible.
You’re one
Just distracting.
You’re near
Just invisible.
You’re far
Just haunting.
You’re minute
Just blocking.
You seem nothing
Just enshrouding.
You’re everything
Just spacing.
You’re not a puzzle
Just enigmatic.
You make me think about you
Just to fail right through.
You’re clear
Just misunderstood.
You
Just
You.
—

Waiting for you, Love.
Each day, extra affection.
What a devotion.
—
It’s the flow,
Not the water.
It’s the grow,
Not the tree.
It’s the glow,
Not the light.
It’s the vow,
Not the word.
Wow!
It’s a life
Alive.
—
Lessons? Things unknown,
Still unknown, maybe won’t be,
Solved with acceptance—
—
Oftentimes people make the biggest mistake because they are young, because they are stupid or because they are not clear of what they aim at in life. At least that is what my core circle has agreed.
Many people reject to go for health check earlier only to find that they have really bad health problems too late to manage through life style change— too old or too weak and can only be managed through surgery and/or medication. This happens a lot around me. They would say “I am ok. I am healthy. No symptoms. It is just light headache. It is just small numb. It is just light coughing. It will get better soon. Blahblahblah.” And boom! Big troubles come (almost) late!
Do health check without waiting for intense symptoms. Don’t underestimate a pinch as it can be a punch.
Many people think buying property can be done at later age. They prefer buying cars, branded stuff, etc for the sake of high prestige. They would say “I want to enjoy my single life. I still can live with my parents. Why so hurry? My spouse will buy it for me later. Blahblablah.” And boom! Property price soars high in just some years and those branded stuff investment can’t cover the desired property.
Prioritise property (although at the same time some fancy stuff can’t wait). Of course this is not applicable to the haves who can buy whatever they want.
Certain people overshare for the sake of feeling guilty and trying to explain excessively. I am one of them— once tried to explain why and why just because I was afraid of being judged. And so I shared something that I promised to myself would keep it for VVIP circle of mine. And boom! The humiliation and disrespect that came back to me has made me feel like a biggest moron and worthless in the universe. It is taking time to accept the total stupidity about (blind) love.
Don’t overthink. Don’t overshare even with someone that you love the most if there is no clear foundation.
Aaaahhh!
Life is a school whose next classes can only be entered through a bunch of lessons learnt because of failures and wrong doings which look unforgivable but actually truly forgivable. 😘
There is no right or wrong. What is there is only acceptance and lessons learnt.
Salaam.
—-

Close your eyes tight
If you hate to see me.
You will fall asleep
Peacefully.
Unlucky you,
Beloved.
You cannot block your ears
If you hate my music.
Your earbuds will amplify it
Loudly.
You will get used to it
And die while joyfully humming it.
My music,
My breathing
Will become your music,
Your breathing.
A
Heart
Beats—
—
inspired by QS 15:29

One by one they fall,
Petals decompose to soil,
Fertilising life—
—

Time is a fortress
Protecting from memories
Of love that once bloomed.
—

Weekend is coming
Completing a full cycle
Between work and rest.
—






Colours, hues, shades, tints
In a garden strike the eyes
Wandering within.
—
I am on an emergency short leave to visit my mother as my mother is sick. A sister called saying “she doesn’t want to eat”, “she can’t sleep well”, “she doesn’t want to visit her doctor”, “she thinks it is her time”, blahblahblah…. Alamak! Although sometimes we think she can be a drama queen, we start to think seriously when she can’t sleep well.
The second day of my visit she already watered her plants that line along my sister’s narrow garden. She sang along while walking in her house. She ate one big chunk of fast food’s fried chicken that my nephews insisted taken away for her. She has been back to her nature after meeting her children and grandchildren whom she missed who are now laughing with her at every breakfast, lunch and dinner time.
This morning she happily greeted the newspaper lady delivering her favourite “Jawa Pos”, the lady said “good morning, Ibu, you look radiant again”. She also had a short chat with her front neighbour about rain, cats and plants.
I think sometimes you just need to meet someone to be healthy. 💗
Yesterday morning I joined her watering the plants and took pictures of some of the blooms that have always made us all smile.
Salaam.







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