In the dark black night
She is staring at afar
At the reservoir.
Temasek – Dec. 3, 2018 – 11:13pm
In the dark black night
She is staring at afar
At the reservoir.
Temasek – Dec. 3, 2018 – 11:13pm
I support animal lovers and rescuers by praying for them or when I’m able I’d like to donate or accompany them to take care of those animals. But honestly I mostly support them from a distance…. The lowest level of caring but the best I can.
About two weeks ago a friend of mine texted me to pray for Blacky, a little cutie pie that was suffering from vomitting after every meal of his. Blacky, a black-with-white-spots kitten was waiting for exchanging blessings with me.
Blacky was transported by his mommy named Amie by bus for about 3 hours. What a lovely journey for Blacky and Amie the mommy….! To get him cured. Vet said that Blacky suffered from kidney disfunction. Or, at least that was the result after some examination by the vet plus X-Ray.
Mommy had to go home to Tangerang, Banten because she had to work. But Blacky ought to stay — he was exhausted and needed some rest because of Tangerang – Jakarta trip and his sickness. Then it was decided to put Blacky in an animal clinic in Kemang.
Blacky was not getting better. He kept vomitting and decided to leave, he was departing to the land across beautiful ocean. On his last day he ate a little and got positive energy support from another friend of mine. But Blacky really wanted to leave. He was happy and still is now.
Blacky felt the love of mommy Amie and thanked the Universe for sending her to take care of him in his very short life span. He was serving himself as a cat and it was his best serviceat that time. He would love to serve a better role in his next span of life and the Universe already grants his wish.
He will be borne as a boy or a girl who gets so much love…. Namaste….
He will be borne as a boy or a girl who is raised by loving and caring parents…. Namaste.
He is blessed and giving blessings.
Thank you Blacky for being present in my life although we never met face to face…. I feel the love of yours and mommy Amie’s love.
Please be safe in your trip to your better future. Til we meet again….
Jalan Putri Hijau, Medan – October 2, 2015 – 12:23am
So many years that butterfly is a symbol of transformation has been ingrained in my blood. From egg to caterpillar to cocoon then beautiful winged soft insect has been a cycle from a tiny little nothing to flying colors.
What about a frog?
Egg (Amplexus) then tadpole to froglet then frog
Isn’t that a cycle of transformation, too?
Yes, it indeed is.
But… What beauty can we extract from being a frog? Wait! It’s way too early to say no quality in a frog.
Frog is a sign of Spring — when life begins. Frog sings very loudly, invigorating the air of night, welcoming Summer.
A frog is a froglet losing its tail. What is tail for a frog, he doesn’t need (to) tail anymore. A frog is mature enough to take its way without tail(gating). So, are you a frog or a froglet?
And, a frog is one independent evolved egg that is able in detaching itself from the cluster wrapping thousands of eggs and escaping from the fish and other water predators. Ohlala…. You are a successful individual when reaching frog phase.
A frog is a froglet transforming from a water body to live in both water and land and ready to breed. It represents someone able to find the core of reality — being a physical cum spiritual being. Both needs to be developed and maintained; they weave and knit together to generate “haute couture” in a life time of a developed spirit. Balaced Yin and Yang: This happens as part of a frog’s being, our being.
So, human being transforms not only like a butterfly but possibly also like a frog….
Which do you choose as your picturesque analogy? You choose.
It’s just a thought pouring down in the middle of the night before a short sleep welcoming a new day.
Singapura – May 19, 2015 – 1:07am
Pearls are sliding through
A long thread; falling down to
The floor — to be free.
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: http://www.distancehealer.net/animal-healing.htm
Singapore – April 11, 2015 – 12:35pm
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
Temasek – March 12, 2015 – 7:23am
Agam…. You, the strong boy
Though left behind by mother, father, and all friends who used to protect and enjoy wild life together in your past…. In the beautiful past….
Now even only your name I can remember. Your weak body slowly gave up and sincerely let the soul travel back to the Source. Tears fall and fall and still fall, Agam….
Agam, this ode flows with my tears singing about your happy nature, your painful heart for being separated from your beloved, your tired physical for struggling alone. Adam, my dear boy…. you have been loved and will always be loved after you left us….
Agam, send my best regards to the next life across the border. Someday we’ll meet and greet each other. You are saved from longer pain….
For not loving you enough, for not taking good action, for being so selfish….
Sing now, Agam. Cuddle to your mother. Be happy, the real happy!
My heart is so broken that I have no gut to see Agam’s picture especially the last one when he was in great pain before leaving….
Singapore – October 31, 2014 – 9:15pm
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