Passed Away

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Our dear Moppy passed away on March 26, 2017 at around 12:14pm Jakarta time. Not a good news for us but we have to face it. He’s lived comfortably in his past years.

I couldn’t write a romantic letter for him earlier as I was too sad to say things about him.

Now that I can write things about him, very little though and not representing my big emotion.

He is happy and comfortable now – happier and more comfortable than when he was in his sick body on earth. And, he is still watching us especially watching Karin Franken who had been taking care of him for his last time before he died. Thank you, Karin – that is what Moppy has said every single day even now.

Moppy, you’ve been our dear dog. Special in your own way, like each of your human buddies are special in our own ways.

Moppy, you’ve changed my perception about dogs. You’ve changed my actions on the animal welfare. You’ve changed my thinking constelation – making me more aware about why we are here….

Moppy, again thank you…. Unlimited thank you.

Moppy, please forgive me for not visiting you for so long…. I know you know why I didn’t come. For you to know that you’ve always been in my diary and in my HEART.

Moppy, be good. Run free! So long, my buddy!

Salaaam….

Temasek – April 2, 2017 – 16:36

A Visit To Moppy & Friends

Last weekend I went to Jakarta to meet our beloved fellow creature named Moppy. He is a dog to whom my love will always flow even later when he is gone. He’s survived a cancer — not surviving by curing but let me tell you that he is still alive although with a very painful wound in one part of his plane. He is though strong enough to survive for more than one year after he was rescued.

And, I always miss him wherever I am….
Last Saturday night we visited him.
He was sleeping very soundly. Oh, my Moppy boy. You are still there!
I know you bear the pain because you love your very mother, the sweet lady who is always there for you.

Moppy is ok, not really ok but he is struggling. And no plan to put him to sleep…. He might have been put to sleep if he is not living where he is living now. Moppy is just stubborn to live his cancer…. 🙂

Moppy is still happy. Eating very well. Wagging his tail when meeting human surrounding him.

Moppy, I love you!!!

And when he saw me…. He looked happy…. Nothing I can say but “Hey dude, how are you?”

And, he said “I am ok, you see I survive longer than you predicted. Gotcha!”

I wanted to sing for him but it was late night…. Nobody wanted to hear my tunes. Then I just sang in my heart, looking at his eyes talking to him.

Moppy is now skinnier.
I just pray he is ok.
As ok as he is now when he decides to leave.
Don’t wait.
Please don’t wait.
Let go. Please let go.
We love you wherever you are. You are always loved.

If we don’t meet in my next visit, I’m ok and you should be, too.
Just go…. As you’ll welcome all of us in the next gate.

Moppy, I love you….

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Singapore – May 31, 2016 – 1:19am

If Only

If only you know what the dogs are saying while barking, you’ll want to apologize to yourselves and to Mother Earth.

It is time for human beings to stop abusing their existence.

 

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Jika saja kau paham apa arti gonggongan anjing, kau akan meminta maaf pada dirimu sendiri dan pada Ibu Bumi.

Umat manusia sudah saatnya berhenti menyelewengkan keberadaannya.

 

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JWM Hanoi – Febraury 26, 2016 – 12:36am

Bed of Death

I never deny that I was afraid of death. I don’t know what will happen after death. Will there by heaven and hell? Am I going to hell and how long will I stay there? Oh gosh! It really makes me crazy.

Religion says there will be judgement to put me to fire or garden of Eden. And, this doctrine is still haunting me; less often now though. Some others say that there will be another a recycled karma, I’ve gotta go back to life to repay what’s not done in current portion. Some others say nothing will happen after death, just nothing — I don’t even know what they mean by nothing. Some others say they don’t care…. There might be the others that say things we never know.

Death….
Many of my friends passed away, in many different modes: sick, old age, killed, accident….

If I may choose what my bed of death, I will say at home with someone I know and they know what’s death trully is, not people who pretend knowing what it is…. A real bed of death.

Why am I talking about death?

I remember some sweet animals in their beds of death, they know they are weakening but they are struggling. Bima the cat, Moppy the dog and many more cats and dogs…. They struggle and fight to survive from the violence od human beings and from their old age and sickness under human’s good treatment.

For the cats and dogs and other animals struggling to survive from human beings’ violence, please be strong and be patient…. I pray that you are in the right path and you know it. Please, please, please radiate good energy. Please don’t be afraid of death like I was. Death is a gate, a true gate to meet the beloved before transitting to a better space.

I know bed of death is not always a bed surrounded by beloved ones but please please please know that you are all surrounded by angels flapping their wings like a group of colibri…. Happily singing songs of love and peace welcoming their soul leaving the earthy life.

Bima the cat, you can choose what you want. Leaving or staying won’t give you pain at all…. It is a path of learning, learning to let go of loved ones. Like you, I’m learning to do and still fail while you succeed….

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Moppy the dog, hello there…. I miss you who struggle to survive there in Jakarta with your beloved family. I hope we can meet again before you leave…. Just let go, boy. We just love you wherever you are.

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Bed of death…. Now it is below those beloved rescued animals.
Next time, it will be below me….

Bed of Death, you may come. But please give me time to pay all my debts.

Salaam, Bed of Death.

Remembrance of Bed of Death, Temasek – October 15, 2015 – 12:32am

Free – haiku

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.

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Singapura – April 12, 2015 – 9:42pm

A Bit of Animal Healers and Lovers

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: http://www.distancehealer.net/animal-healing.htm

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Singapore – April 11, 2015 – 12:35pm

Chanting Prayer – To Moppy, the Sweet Dog

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
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Yaa Syifaa…..

Cure.

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Temasek – April 9, 2015 – 7:41pm

Prayer – To Beloved Moppy

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….

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Singapore – April 8, 2015 – 9:06pm

Maya, Anjing Yang Hepi

Lagi di Mactan Island, Cebu, Philippines.

Seperti biasa ada asyiknya dan nggak asyiknya tiap travel. Enaknya ya jelas deh ketemu binatang-binatang yang tak kalah ramahnya dengan para manusia yang kutemui di Philippines. Filipino punya bakat ramah-tamah yang nggak kalah sama orang Indonesia, jadi nyaman-nyaman saja travel ke kepulauan ini. Kutegaskan kembali Filipino di Philippines itu ramah , anjing-anjingnya hepi walau nggak semua bersih, banyak stray dogs berkeliaran dan tidak ada tukang makan  anjing seperti di daerah-daerah di Indonesia. Semoga para pemakan dan pemburu anjing  diberi kesadaran oleh Semesta, berhenti memburu anjing dan kembali ke jalan yang manusiawi.

Tuan rumah dengan keramahan sempurna tentunya bikin kerjaan lancar. Dan ketemu dengan Maya, anjing yang ditugaskan di gate area hotel, bikin perjalanan di Cebu lebih enteng di batin…. Ini anjing gede dan nature-nya gembira – aku panel “Maya….” langsung lompat mau ngerangkul…. Waduh rek, bukannya takut najis…. Takut digigit doang.

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lompat mau hugging

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I love you, Maya but please don’t hug me. I’m afraid…. Then she behave 🙂

Maya ini matanya katarak dua-duanya – curiga gw sih penyebabnya makanan karena Lorent di Makati juga matanya sakit karena makanan. So, tolong ya para pemelihara anjing beliin makanan yang nggak ada efek samping buruk untuk anjingnya. Teliti sebelum membeli.

Ada satu lagi anjing jantan namanya Bruce. Warnanya krem kayaknya sih herder juga. Cuma ketemu waktu tiba di hotel Minggu siang jadi nggak sempat moto….

Jadi mereka ini berjaga di gate bergantian tiap 6 jam. Tugasnya mengendus trunk mobil yang masuk ke lingkungan hotel.

Aku tahu alangkah membosankannya pekerjaan itu makanya Maya melonjak gembira saat ada yang menyapa.

Semoga Maya, Bruce dan 5 anjing patrol lainnya sehat, kenyang dan hepi selalu… Lebih dari itu semoga banyak yang melimpahkan rasa sayangnya pada mereka. Amin….

Ayo sayangi anjing dan binatang lainnya…..

SRL Mactan, Cebu – 11 February, 2015 – 6:22 petang

BAHASA BINATANG

TERHUBUNG

Seekor bulldog diberangus moncongnya, dituntun oleh seorang petugas keamanan bandara internasional Pudong, China. Dua orang petugas lainnya berjalan bersama mereka, pelan waspada….

Kenapa tiba-tiba hatiku trenyuh? Apakah sudah garis hidupku untuk mengalami perasaan sakit bilamana ada hewan yang dijadikan alat oleh manusia namun tidak diperlakukan secara alami? Anjing, kucing, ha master, marmut, sapi, kambing, ayam, burung, dll semua pernah menjadikanku sakit hingga air mata tak mudah dibendung. Sayatan jeritan hatiku melihat mereka dipulasara karena tak ada pilihan lain.

Dulu… Aku pernah berbahagia menginginkan menjadi murid Sulaiman sang raja dan nabi yang ahli bicara pada binatang namun kini yang bisa kulakukan adalah tersenyum kecut karena kenyataan sang nabi bahagia menjadi ahli bahasa binatang tidak selalu menjadikannya tenang, justru sebaliknya.

Aku jadi ingat kata-kata teman “A gift sometimes becomes a curse.” yang seakan terbukti.

Untuk menjadi ahli bahasa fauna kurasa belum tapi aku melihat tandanya yang sangat jelas. Bob Kucing, kucingku yang sekarang ku titipkan pada ibuku, telah menjadi bagian dari pembuktian itu. Aku berkomunikasi dengannya dengan baik walau kadang menyisakan kegilaan yang menggelikan. Namanya kucing kok diajak bicara ya meang-meong doang…. Tapi aku ngerti…

Ah namanya kegilaan biarlah dia berkelana di dalam relung jiwa dan deretan kalimatku saja, tak perlu pembuktian pada audiens…. Cukup kupelihara saja kepiluan ketika mengindera berita tentang makhluk bernama binatang yang disiksa dan tersiksa. Maafkan aku, aku hanya bisa memberikan berkat pada kalian.

Cinta kasihku memancar pada kalian…. Berbahagialah….

Bandara internasional Pudong
15 Juni 2013 – 10:00 pagi