Tag: heart

Walking The Dark

Learning, life, Poetic
Value, Beloved,
Not only talked; also walked—
White cane of the blind

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One teacher said talking and walking the value consistently is one of the safest way of life. Challenging though especially where many are unknown or unfamiliar—

Yet it takes integrity to stay in a value.

“Hey! What about economical value? Political value?“ asked the students.

Teacher said,”When it is about taking advantage from others, we’d better not call it value.”

“What would you call it then?”

“Hmm…. I don’t know, whatever you call it as long as you don’t harm yourself and others.”

“Sometimes those who know don’t know….,” said one student whispering almost no voice.

“Some things just don’t have exact name. They are simply known and felt,”said the teacher in the heart smiling and walking ahead.

Aah! It takes a journey to be a student. It takes a journey to be a teacher. The same journey, different lessons 💝

Salaam…

keeping value as an ethical beacon in life

Who Is The Key

Learning, life, love, Poetic, This Person
I want to want
I want to not want
I don’t want to want
I don’t want to not want

Which one am I now?

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As long as I’m human being, I won’t be able to deny the want and not want. It’s not the verb, it’s the subject. A complication of thinking!

I don’t want to love you but I want to free myself to love one staying in the heart. That’s perfection!

In fact the struggle seems like a perfect circle when two ends collides: things don’t always happen as expected. Then what appears is that the simplicity of acceptance is above perception.

Simplicity is the crown of perfection. 💝

Alhamdulillah….

just do things right – when you’re angry, be angry but just do it right

Wonderland

Learning, life, Map It!, Poetic, This Person, Those People
Good vibes, Beloved,
Contagious and precious
Keep it the longest.

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Years ago….. One teacher said “You do whatever you want to, but make sure what you do doesn’t harm….” Impatiently student asked,”Harmful to whom?” Teacher didn’t say anything, just pointed to one’s chest then head, and said “Go play and don’t harm yourself or your friends. Have fun, you’re good. You’re good, my child,”

Another teacher would just sang some traditional songs then explained the meaning that were full of wisdom when asked questions. Those silly children would ask so many questions about why religions were many and different, how many gods were there, why the teacher didn’t have religion, why, why, why…..

Another teacher just asked us to eat what one was cooking when we asked questions. We just did and enjoyed the food. It happened when our questions were about what Mr A or Mrs B did this and that for.

More teachers, more experiences…. And we all grew up becoming human beings who approach different things differently or sometimes uniquely although sometimes confusedly. How challenging life is sometimes!

All those learnings happened in the Wonderland! I hope the young get honourable and good teachers as we did before and even better so they build our land into real wonder! Not the most developed in infrastructure, yet with the most developed clear thinking. Not the most modern, yet the most dignified. Not the richest, yet the most caring and loving to the people. What a dream!

God bless my dear Indonesia and what’s in it. 💝

Life Renewed

Learning, life, Poetic
Regret, Beloved,
People judged by their mistakes—
There’s always a chance.

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At the tip of a finger, a chance can change a future with one condition: right place, right time. There’s always a chance, new one.

May all beings be happy.

fingertip on the top of stone monument – see you again 🌝

No Secret

Learning, life, love, Poetic, This Person, Those People
Secret, Beloved
Ice cube waiting for warm touch—
Melts and flows: a stream
Of messages from the heart.
Read or heard of. Clean and clear—

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No secret, it’s exposure or disclosure in the right place at the right time. I believe life is somewhat designed WYSIWYG for those willing to see life as it is. What you see (should be) is what you get.

Private is about level of security one is living. One day things will be exposed and forgiven or glorified.

Confidential is about secret recipe. One day things will get disclosed and comprehended and copied.

As simple as that. I’ve got no secret hidden. It is just about time for you to know. Either you’ll hate me or hate yourself; OR love me or love yourself for knowing “the secrets”.

May all beings be happy.

that year, when a cold caught a cold

It’s All About Becoming

Learning, life, Poetic
Magic, Beloved,
Not just spells. It’s click and twist
Within time and space.

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I thought magic was a split second materialisation of what were wished. Years ago I believed that The Most Powerful would make things in just a blink of an eye. With millions of disclosure and exposure, magical things have become something natural. Everything can be interpreted as miracle as much as it can be considered ordinary.

Magic is a mechanisation in the universe in which processes and timelines cannot be denied. Sooner or later….

May all beings be happy.

Setting

We Are All Prime Numbers

Learning, life, love, Map It!, Poetic
What’s prime number, Love?
Itself and one can divide.
Most intimate love—

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It’s just me and the one.

The one that I’ve always missed with no reason. The one that I’ve perceived but not perceivable. The one that I’ve missed and travelled for but nowhere to find. The one that I’ve felt so intimate but so distant. The one that I’ve cried for but making me smile. The one that I’ve been peaceful with but breaking my heart.

You’re a prime number, Self, one that is greater than one and can only be divided by one and itself. The rest is excluded.

What prime number are you?

Salam…. 💝

prime numbers
the only even prime

Nuts!

Learning, Poetic
Nuts ‘bout you she is,
Doesn’t mind if you know not.
Beautifully wrapped
By the hard shell from nature;
Sweetly tasted in silence—

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Life is uniquely designed to be experienced differently to taste the same reality. This sweet is that sweet and it is called sweet….

….with spectrum of sweetness spread from zero to infinity

Is that?

a ramekin of nuts – crunchy, sweet, hard-shelled, softly-textured

It’s Acceptance, Always

Learning, This Person, Those People

He’s a Javanese and a Buddhist. It’s always a perfect combination when someone can blend one’s belief with one’s own root. A blessings!

It’s never about what religion one holds, it’s about a good heart one nurtures.

So blessed to be born as a female human being, a Javanese, raised by parents of different religions and nurtured by complex environments, living around people of different walks of life and various nationalities and so much diversity—

Never want any other way than this. Thank you, Life…. 💝

Salaam.

Arid Land, His Heart

Learning, Poetic
I never want to hurt myself, I just didn’t know who you are.
I got hurt by a cactus in a desert
Who pricks little fingers,
Who just want to touch this life softly,
Not hurting, not taking anything away.


Wounded, I decided to blame stupidity:
Why did I have to have to have to have to have to just touch cacti? I should have left that arid land long before I touched a prickly spirit.


A delayed regret is less important than a lesson learned but it always gives a story the most significant pivot.


Now
I’ll just admire from here
From where I stand
With millions of prayers
For a secret journey.
Yet I know you are a ghost days and nights.


Someday when I pour down the rain,
You’ll know.
Love is as sweet as water in drought—
Maybe—
If it is not late....

May all beings be happy.

Have You Seen A Saint? – haiku

Learning, Poetic

Have you seen a saint
Walking on earth with no sin?
Yes? What a non sense!

Singapore – Apr. 23, 2020 / 00:30

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No saint—
There is never a saint.
What there is
Is someone whose soul is awakened,
Whose life is eaten away by humanity
Whose heart is shining
Through it.

At least those are saints I believe having lived in human form.

May all beings be happy. 🙏🏼

Pledge For The New Day – haiku

Learning, Poetic

Pledge for the new days:
Never hurt one’s heart again….
…. But bullshit won’t stop.

Singapore – December 7, 2019 / 3:40pm

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Hurting heart is human being’s habits -or some human beings have it as expertise- so never ask anyone to not hurt your heart. That’s natural.

Some people hurt you because you are you. But don’t stop! Even if you have to lose someone just to be yourself, be yourself. That is the only choice.

And, when someone doesn’t appreciate your presence as you, just walk away. You are not a tree.

Not easy, but doable

Enjoy your weekend 😊

Screenshot 2019-12-07 at 3.28.37 PM

Thanks for the picture to: Habits For Well Being

Church – Coldplay

Learning, This Person, Those People

[Verse 1]
What can I tell you?
When I’m with you, I’m walking on air
Watching you sleeping there, yeah
But what can’t I get through?
And for everyone, everywhere
You’re answering every prayer

[Chorus]
And when you’re riding a wave
Oh, won’t you ride that wave to me?
When you’re setting your sail
Oh, can I be your seventh sea?
When you’re riding a wave
Oh, when you’re riding a wave

[Bridge]
‘Cause when I’m hurt
Then I’ll go to your church
‘Cause when I’m hurt
Then I’ll go to your church

[Instrumental]

[Chorus]
When you’re riding a wave
Oh, won’t you ride that wave to me?
When you’re riding a wave

[Vocalizing in Arabic by Norah Shaqur]
أبي يا الله يا قادر، لماذا تركتني؟
أبي يا الله يا قادر
حرية يا الله
محبة يا الله

[Outro]
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
I worship in your church, baby, always
I worship in your church, all the seven days (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
I praise and praise
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)

 

 

When Mind Is Set Free – haiku

Learning, Poetic

When mind is set free,
I want to live forever
As long as with you.

Singapore – long weekend of Deepavali Day 2019

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King of Swords and Queen of Swords turned to King of Wands and Queen of Wands after stumbled by The Tower. From icy cold to passionately loving characters

Amazing! Ramblin Mike’s cards were open so “coincidently” magical. But I believe nothing is coincident.

End of this long weekend has got a nice closure of a bitter wound that gradually turns into a sweet journey, even if having to wait for an unknown shadow of a you. Just with a zodiac reading — that I used to underestimate :-p

Lesson learnt: Don’t underestimate a small talk, it can change a cold heart and angry mind of Maleficent into a warm heart and liberating mind of Nala of The Lion King.

Useful links: My Lion King and Maleficent

Wanna see Ramblin Mike’s zodiac reading? Enjoy.

 

No Need To Tell Them – haiku

Learning, Poetic

No need to tell them
That your heart bleeds dry of Love.
Theirs might have bled, too.

 

Here now with myself

Sometimes we cry in the dark alone because of repeated broken heart. Sometimes you just wanna leave, run somewhere where no hurt can be felt. Don’t! Just stay!

And don’t blame on others that you think have broken your heart. No. The heart is yours to embrace, to love, to fix, to regrow…. You can do it. Don’t tell them how suffering you are because they might suffer at the same level, or even worse.

Just pray…
That we all will value the Love better and never break any heart anymore,
Especially our own heart.

Salaam for all of you who love your heart. Take care.

The link below is where I borrow the picture from, it is a very beautiful writing about heart. The Most Beautiful Heart

https://madamsabi.wordpress.com/2014/08/24/the-most-beautiful-heart/

wpid-heart-made-of-hearts

Eros Shot A Heart – haiku

Learning, Map It!, Poetic

Eros shot a heart–

Unperceivedly wounded. Lo!

Aura’s given up.

Temasek – September 30, 2019 / 18:50

Discussed about Eros myth with my friends and found that his story evolved over time. At the early time he was just god of love and lust for everyone – EACH & EVERY ONE. Then he became the god the protector of gay male lovers. Kind of disappointing why he was changed orientation. The facts that he is a beautiful reality and we women shall not compete with more lovers from different sex are bitter, painful and kind of betraying. The competitive population added has made the chance of women’s victory drop to a very small part of pie.

Should I curse? No, I might be cursed back as discriminating.

Should I cherish? No way! I wouldn’t cherish a fact even the one I can take lessons from.

Eros, you are responsible for this. Hand me your bow and arrow. I’ll burn them before you continue your job. Oh, I probably shall flashback and kill Chaos, too. One more thing: and never let all men be born….

Two Keys In A Chain – haiku

Learning, Poetic

Two keys in a chain–
One’s for Soul and one’s for Heart.
Merlin, please guide me.

Jalan Imbi KL, MY – August 28, 2019 / 21:22

Can’t wait for my holiday retreat around my birthday, when my head will be loaded with different types of reading from what I normally enjoy on normal days, when my heart will be loaded with contemplation without drama with those people, when all is between breeze and silence.

Dear Work, don’t worry. It will be just for a while. I’ll be back for you….

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Useful link: https://merlin.fandom.com/wiki/Merlin 

Weeping Ney – free verse

Bob, Learning, love, Map It!, Poetic, This Person, Those People

Ney….
Your song pulled me down in to the depth of abyss
Gliding with no weight,
Free falling –

Ney….
Your tone touched me on the hollow emptiness
Craving for sensations,
Crashing on nothingness.

Ney….
Your call dragged me along the path that I know well, yet
I am lonely and blind,
Waiting for a map.

Ney….
Do you know I’ve been here all my life,
My breath,
My step,
My tear,
My despair,
All of mine.

Ney….
You are the breeze that sweeps my draught
Then soars;
The dewdrop that breaks my morning
Then wakes up;
The spark that lights up my flame
Then burns.
The dirt that buries my hope
Then grows.

Ney….
It is you
That swirls like earth spiraled upwards by tornado,
And travels afar before it hits the door of heaven.

Ney….
I am taking your hands.
Your weeping cries will always accompany my journey
To you, Ney.

Phnom Pehn – August 2, 2019 – 22:45

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_0xQDCfY8TI

Direction – haiku

Learning, love, Poetic

Much a do ’bout it
Ripples in a pool have brought
A Star. Guide me please.

I might not involve emotions in my devotion but I mean it. Never ask me to love you coz I don’t. Never force me to long for you coz I don’t. My realm is so much different from yours. Mine is far under the bottomless abyss, yours might be in heaven. Leave me coz I don’t have a promise.

I love myself and that’s just it.

Temasek – March 1, 2018 – 19:57

Reposting my friend’s blog – Michael Lai

Learning, love, Those People

via He Ain’t Heavy . . . . . . . . . . ( Photo Taken by my Wife in Bhutan ) — retireediary

Some Captured in Da Nang

Learning, Map It!

Took some pictures just yesterday, without technicality, without sophisticated lenses, without a thought….
Only with a heart, a pair of eyes and an iPhone6.

Enjoy….

Thanks to Ninh Tran for being a photographer in which I’m in. He is the one in blue, praying.

Location: Linh Ung – Bai But Pagoda, an attractive tourist destination and the biggest pagoda in the charming coastal city of Da Nang

 

 

 

HRegency – January 21, 2016 – 12:03am

Blacky and Amie

Bob, Learning, love, Those People

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.

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This is Blacky, when he was up and around.

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.

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Blacky and mommy Amie

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.

IMG_2884IMG_2888IMG_2887 Blacky with siblings — all those sweet creatures

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.

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Breastfed together to mommy cat

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

Listen

Learning, love

Sometimes you are tired of listening to friends who keep saying they are tired of walking down their life path.
Sometimes you are bored of listening to people who keep thinking they are the unluckiest ones on earth.
Sometimes you are just wondering what those people are talking about and you just say “uh-uh” at the end of every sentence they say.
Sometimes you are just smiling at the end of the table to confirm that they just want to be heard and not really care whether you are really listening or not.

That’s fine….
Life is about enjoying.
So, let’s enjoy the listening part.
Open the ears wide, and more than that HEART wide to suffice what those people are craving: to be listened, to be care.
Because they feel abandoned in their own life, in their own self…. Without realizing that they are feeling that way.

But, willingness doesn’t come easy. It sometimes gets dragged aside by weak body and heavy days…. So, forgive yourself for not listening to every whining and complaining….

Oh…. What a beautiful life! What a beautiful journey! I think I know why I am here.

If only I can tell them to listen to their own selves.

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Penang – January 21, 2015 – 4:46am

Picture borrowed from http://weheartit.com/entry/group/694625

You, Me, Shadow?

Bob, This Person

opening the door,

will I see you?

or, is it only your shadow? pretending to be you….

did I live with you? or with your shadow?

is it now that you are real or shadow?

 

tears flow, flowing along the path pushing through the door at the end.

what end? is there an end?

or a start? what should be started?

 

are you there?

welcoming me or welcoming my shadow?

am I real me or just my shadow?

 

just the two of us….

staring at each other – shadow to shadow?

 

I just hope you are the one behind the door….

 

Hilton KL – April 30, 2014 – 12:49am

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Alun

Learning

Alun….

Mengalun di laut, menerpa angin, diterpa angin.

Matahari menghias riak di ujung-ujung alun, bahai beledu bertebaran di karpet biru dan hijau laut.

Alun adalah
nafas satu-satu menyambung harapan pada kehidupan
degup jantung menghitung rasa hati
jentikan jemari membersihkan kuku yang memanjang setiap hari
semua, semua yang datang dalam untaian bebatuan mulia dalam hidup ini.

Alun, di laut kau mengingatkanku

Untuk selalu bersabar memberimu jarak, biar tetap mengalun….

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Hilton KL – 27 April 2014 – 9:40 malam

Gambar dipinjam dari http://www.cepolina.com/sea-blue-turquoise-pureness.html

Nerve

Learning

Deep inside this soul there is a big question without words.

The ears cannot identify what the question is because they have been trained to understand only entries in the encyclopedias and dictionaries that have been articulated by voice chords. But the heart can feel it and surge it in to the emotional pipes. It flows through the whole physical vessel of human being and won’t stop until the bubble dries out of the question wrapped.

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Picture borrowed from http://rjheeks.wordpress.com/2013/05/19/soap-bubble-reflections/

The question flops after fluid of emotion finishes at the tips of the nervous system in the body. And it remains un-answered until now….

How can one answer the question of the question itself is not understood; left alone understood, it is not even heard.

What can we do to hear it?

So much time has been spent and there is only one way is the solution.

Go through all pipes of emotion in our body and visit every end of nervous system that we own and we’ll probably can see what’s the question we need to hear….

Listen to ourselves.
Understand ourselves.
Find the answers if really needed.
Let ourselves choose if it needs answer or just let the question un-understood or even un-heard….
…. ‘Coz the surge in the emotion pipes and the sparks at the nervous tips should be kept un-finished.

YCK Rd – Mar’ 15, 2014 – 2:42am

Flowers with Guests

life, love

Sometimes it is not easy to capture beauty…. It has become a rigid template so that many can’t understand why some people call some allegedly-ugly things beautiful.

Here is some beauty I captured through my humble heart. Happy to share with you with all my heart…. Peace be upon you all in this universe. Enjoy…

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Tulips in Aesop’s counter….

 

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Orchid in Indonesia Embassy in Singapore

 

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Frangipani in Gardens by The Bay, Singapore

 

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Cahaba lily in the Gardens by The Bay, Singapore

 

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Hibiscus in alun-alun (town square) Tulungagung, East Java, Indonesia

 

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Hibiscus in alun-alun (town square) Tulungagung, East Java, Indonesia

 

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Bud of water lily and a guest – Mr. Dragonfly

 

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Euphorbia in my mom’s house terrace

 

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Flowers of garlic chives and the guest – Ms. Fly in my sister’s garden

 

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Cat’s whisker in my mom’s house… Hey, if you are careful, two uncles Ant are there…

 

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Chrysanthemum in Changi airport, Singapore

 

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Oh…. the guest – Princess Bird – is trying to taste the nectar in an orchid stem….

 

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Bromelia in Gardens by The Bay – Singapore

 

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Hydrangea (five colour flower) in Changi airport – Singapore

 

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Adenium in Ina’s front garden – Tulungagung, East Java, Indonesia

 

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Bromelia in Changi airport, Singapore

Singapore – February 9, 2014 – 2:47pm