Home, House, Imagination

When I was 12 years old (I hope I remember that age correctly), I imagined of having a small cabin to live with my four best friends: Rosi, Ana, Nana, Nanik.

Then at the age of 22 I want to have a big two-storey house with luxurious furniture where I can welcome friends to chat things.

Getting older, around 35 I just wanted to have a house. Just a house, any kind of house as I was so tired of renting rooms. And, thanks God I bought a tiny home near  river bank. A small house with two bedroom, enough for me an my cat to live in. It has a small garden to the right side of it – small, really small full with sand for neighborhood cats to poo and play. It has free walls inside for my orchids to hang…. And the front wall for my wijayakusuma to bloom happily. And, it has comfortable space for friends and family to stay overnight or just pay a short visit.

I am so thankful for what I am given in my life. I hope I still have a chance to share more with all my frineds and family and all animals around me.

Light is coiling around me, praying for the best.

My house is there to pray for me…. I’m here somewhere praying for my house.

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you….

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Erawan, Bangkok – March 16, 2017 – 22:16

Angkor Wat – old city

I visited Angkor Wat, Siem Reap of Cambodia last week with three of my friends – Mbak Roh, Mbak Endang and Agnes. We did quasi backpacking – why quasi? Well, we decided to travel light – they flew AirAsia which tickets were purchased one year ago – but pack things in pretty luggage.

We stayed in a cheap inn of USD35.5 per night instead of fancy Park Hyatt or Le Meridien and took tuk-tuk everyday instead of rented car. It was a cool journey!

Some pictures captured show the joy! Enjoy!

Singapore – August 28, 2016 – morning….

Laughter To Envy

Then I just laughed when you suggested a fact that I am watched by you….

But does it really matter?

No, it matters only to you…. And, some folks next to you, who have the same feather but can’t fly. So high, in the imaginary sky, without capable to fly.

Does it really matter?

No, it never matters to me…. Only sketched some seconds in a note, that is as brittle as a butterfly’s wings. For a while, in beauty, no sustainability.

Does it really matter?

Not really. Really not, finally. Your voice, your choir, your noise doesn’t matter to this path.

Enjoy the cloud where you think you sit, but actually you skid.

Thanks, friends…. For sharing me the face of envy.

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Dear beagle Skipper

AMK Street 64 – November 14, 2014 – 6:45am

Self Development

I have got along with some special people who are willing to help boost my inner strength. They have done it in many different ways: discussion, interactive writing, sharing of work of art, auto-drawing, auto-writing, card reading, numerology, etc.

 

Auto-drawing is one of attractive way in doing so. A friend of mine has the capability and helps his other friends in drawing the spirit condition based on the result of his reading the frequency of the person’s spirit drawn.

 

You might want to be drawn regularly through chosen interval. I’ve been drawn once a year – three times. If we are willing to evaluate ourselves to overcome the potential imbalance reflected in the drawing, we’ll get to know that we improve spiritually.

 

My first drawing was a young girl walking down the street without any focus, just walk and smile, walk and smile…. Not focused, not mature.

 

Second year of drawing was someone with wings, a mature woman that feel lonely in the crown of big city. t was truly me drawn that way. I was enjoying the beauty of being a spiritual person but at the same time I felt so alone, no friend to talk about my spiritual development. Anyway, it was still a blessing.

 

This year, I am still with wings, smiling, with a pair of big ears, two hands unite in front of chest, standing on the top building of the city surrounded by the clouds. I am mature, thankful, surrender, listen to all around represented by big ears, seclude my own self from human beings and just be busy with the voice of heaven. You might want to see the picture; it is at the bottom of this post.

 

This really helps. Let’s love ourselves by knowing who we are…. Whatever methods are fine, just do the follow up seriously.

 

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Intercontinental Hotel Phnom Penh – May 17, 2014 – 7:17am