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Why English?

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I posted more writings in English recently compared with when I was in my dear old Multiply. Why? Am I Americanized or “Englished”? No, I am not – this heart is still so much Nusantara and Indonesian.

Moving to WordPress was a very no-choice-than-dead decision because Multiply was frozen by the owner so unfairly – well, it was their right and I respected them. And, the easiest way to move all my “belongings” is WordPress, in a way that most of fellow Multipliers gave comprehensive suggestion on how to transfer all writings to this blog site. Then so be it! I didn’t want to lose any single thing although I did — Some writings were just gone or simply disconnected from the links.

Another sad thing was I lost many of my contacts — some moved to other blog sites, others to Facebook, others to twitter and the others frustratingly stopped blogging. The ones moving to wordpress also haven’t shown active appearance. I have felt so lonely – alamak* too much an expression 🙂

The ones appearing in my Readers are all English speaking bloggers, very very rare Indonesian writings are there; and that’s why I decided to write and comment more in English to feel like really communicating. At the same time I have sought more Indonesian speaking bloggers to feel more homey – alamak* another too much an expression. But it’s real…. 🙂

I’ve met some recently and I think it’s time to express more in bi-lingual or Indonesian. Not an official decision though ha ha….

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Akhir-akhir ini saya posting lebih banyak tulisan berbahasa Inggris dibanding dulu saat masih di Multiply. Kenapa sih? Sok Amrik atau sok Inggris? Nggak juga – hati ini masih Nusantara dan Indonesia banget.

Pindah ke WordPress adalah keputusan yang “nggak ada pilihan kecuali mati” karena Multiply dibekukan secara sepihak oleh pemiliknya – ya, hak mereka sih dan saya hormati keputusan itu. Dan, cara yang paling gampang adalah mindahin semua hak milik saya ke WordPress, secara kebanyakan teman-teman Multiplier kasih saran yang lengkap banget tentang cara memindahkan blog ke WordPress, yang lain susah deh dan banyak yang gak bisa kebawa. Ya udah deh! Saya juga nggak mau kehilangan satu tulisan pun walaupun udah banyak juga yang hilang atau terputus dari tautannya.

Yang sedih lagi adalah hilangnya kontak — beberapa pindah ke blogs lain, beberapa jadi Facebookers atau tweeps sejati, ada juga yang ngambek dan nggak mau nge-blog lagi. Yang pada pindah ke WordPress juga nggak aktif-aktif amat. Kesepian euy! Alamak lebay!

Jadi kebanyakan yang muncul di Readers ya yang nulisnya bahasa Inggris, jarang banget yang berbahasa Indonesia atau Jawa; so, saya saat itu memutuskan nulis pakai bahasa Inggris ajeh biar berasa komunikasi beneran gitu. Pada saat yang sama gue nggak putus asa, hunting bloggers yang berbahasa Indonesia biar tambah kerasan di WordPress. Lebay lagi! Tapi bener lho.… 🙂

Udah ketemu beberapa. Yay!

Ya udah deh basal komunikasi pakai dwi-bahasa atau Bahasa Indonesia aja. Nggak janji juga sih ha ha….

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Malaysia – November 5, 2014 – 1:52am

Busy

Learning, love

I am so busy with myself.

My friends — some — think I’ve been so ignorant to them.

Then they left me behind.

Not sure what they want form me. They want my attention maybe…. But they at the same time forget that I need to share my self with my own self. I’ve been giving them my whole attention and it is time to hold! Hold.

I am sorry, my dear friends….

Please move on. With your hatred to me. Or, with your ignorance to me. Or, with your disappointment to me. Or, with whatever you have or not have for me…. Place and time are yours, and mine is now and here. Let’s move on to our direction we’ve chosen with all our heart.

Let’s love our selves; because before loving the air, we should be able to love our breath…. Let me love my self now; that way I can show you truly how I do love you.

No matter how goddamn upset with me, please forgive me. Please go on leaving me. Please love your self. Please let me love my self…. Let’s breathe freely.

The light is at the end of the tunnel. You reach it at the end of yours and I do mine. That fair.

Thank you, dear friends…..

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Shangri-La Kuala Lumpur – June 20, 2014 – 11:22pm

 

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Friendly Taiwan

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Finally I got the visa for Taiwan just one half day before I flew to the country. It was a business trip and at the same time to meet the warm people in which I am working.

Taiwan in my first visit last year has given me a very good impression. I was invited to a dinner with a friend. They welcomed me so nicely, respected me like an long lost friend. In the small restaurant almost all guests were looking at me because of my different apparel (I’m a muslim woman and wear headdress.) and they smiled at me after my friend explained “muslim, muslim…”.

And, since then Taiwan has been one of my favorite countries among them visited.

In my recent visit my friend invited all of me and other colleagues to a local restaurant to enjoy Taiwan local cuisine. A lot of food, big smiles, sincerity gliding in the air…. Thank you, Joanne….

Let’s note that when we come to a place, it is not the luxury that impresses you first. It is always how the human beings are treating us. Let’s be warm heart and welcome fellow creatures on earth. Once we share a good space for others, they would love to take us to their heart….

If I have time, I’d like to visit this country not for work, to take my dear family here to enjoy the warmth of the people’s heart in the small country.

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YCK Road – June 16, 2014 – 12:06am

 

Picture borrowed from http://elderbrucewhite.blogspot.sg/2011_05_01_archive.html

Challenges from A Friend

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I have a new friend that has given me a lot of inputs about what I should do in my spiritual journey. She supports me with her reading the clues around me and finds solutions for not a few of my problems and several times provides me with challenges.

Once she told me to thank myself for having been supporting me all this ups and downs. She told me to love myself more than I do others – I’d been so exhausted, she said which is true. She also taught me a therapy to face myself – mirror therapy.

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In mirror therapy, I should look at my reflection on the mirror and talk to her. Oh my… It is just like I am having split personality. Yeah…. I was talking like crazy: I expressed my bad emotions at the beginning. Anger, disappointment, shame, fright,   humiliation, lonely, all those kinds of negativities bounced at me. By times, I got better – I said “I love you” to my reflection. Isn’t it to my self? Oh yeah… Yes, it works wonder.

Last night we chatted in whatsapp. This time she brought me one more therapy. It is calligraphy.

I was a bit stunned. It reminded me to a lot of forgotten hobbies. Talking to my self, standing in front of the mirror, saying thank you without reasons. And now calligraphy.

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http://www.studioarts.net/calligraphy/c2.htm

She said I need it to stabilize my inner power. My energy is balancing and my body should support it by harmonizing the inner waves. The idea of practicing calligraphy helps us pay attention on stable physical results by controlling emotion inside. I notice my handwriting becomes worst and worst, kinda scribbling rather than writing. Yes, it is time to go back to nature.

Once in elementary school I experimented using my own “font” when writing the a, b, c, d, e up to z in a test to match words and their meanings. And, my grade ended up at 70 while actually I got all correct. It failed in peer correction – my friends did not understand my font.

In junior high, I tried to join calligraphy class where we were taught how to handwrite words taken from Holy Koran. I got good grades. Oh my, I didn’t even know the meaning…. So interesting!

In senior high, we competed to have beautiful yet readable handwriting. And I was one of the best. Oh yeah!

In college I was even crazier…. I memorized by writing all the words…. Beautifully….

Yes, yes…. I am showing off….

Ha ha ha…. What I was trying to underline is calligraphy has been part of mine. I just forgot it some time. My friend came and offered me a new challenge and I love it not because I love the challenge itself but because it brings me to my own self.

Oh, I love this. Really. I am walking into my inner self and I am really happy. Like going back home….

Thank you, Tristi.

Singapore – October 21, 2013 – 21:51