There is great mountain Not deserved to climb How much ever best view will be up there. There is good hill Deserved to walk up How much ever others give up its ordinary view.
She decided to walk up the hill And found some big trees With singing birds and hopping squirrels Enjoying the breeze. There is enough space to have a picnic Until the sun sets beautifully.
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there is elevator in Osaka Castle so i should not skip climbing the castle as in Himeji Castle (said my colleague); yet i still didn’t as the queue was too long — walking the garden then having a fine dining with a good friend was a much better choice 🌸
thanks for your Osaka vibe; proven that Osaka is much warmer than Tokyo 💝 see you again in June
My heart is leaping. It opens its windows, breathes the joy. It celebrates parties, As invited by beauty that pops out out of life. It claps hands. It taps feet. It dances love songs. It sings “Ode to Joy”.
My heart is leaping. It turns my sadness To joyous moments, Leaving tiny gap to Contemplation and regret.
The longing has gone Too far left by trueness. No plate is prepared, No wish is grown, No intelligence is to decipher message As heart is numb by laughter And ridicule. No number symbolises, No alphabet pronounces, All are faded away. There’s only mine on its way. Dandelion, Bring it fly To where it roots beauty, Peace and eternity.
Only love remains For the journey That appreciates Not a point That fades away.
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i’ve met dandelions in many different spots; all of them are blooming new dreams, totally new, leaving the blur ones — prayer heard and soon coming true 💝
All are grown blessing, Making days more radiant Without prejudice.
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Flowers don’t envy others just because of colours, shapes, fragrance and/or sizes. They just bloom without prejudice blessing whoever seeing, smelling, touching, feeling, listening to the description.
Their eyes see pig pink. She sees cherry blossom pink. Pink can be anything, anywhere. Not anyone though sees beauty in pink. My heart is red Yet it feels ever pink.
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cherry blossoms along JR Kobe Line 😍 — almost ten times visiting Japan and this is my very first experience of cherry blossoms
Blossom, welcome her Among tasks and assignments So she smiles and blooms.
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The way we thank for the work we do is by doing our very best for the work we do. There is no other way. Give our better best everyday for the work has given us their best.
Mosquito’s smiling At a girl grinning of itch. A mutual joy—
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i used to learn how to not smile at those at the other side of the table; back to smile after some years — i can lose in some negotiation but i won’t let them smile more genuinely than i do 😁 i grin actually
Is life abundant? She asked. They said, When you have everything. She walked away, There was never everything In imperfection.
She says. Life is generous. They say, Because you have everything. She walks away, There is never perfection In everything.
Life is abundant, She agrees. They ask, Do you have everything? You are not perfect. She walks away, There is always perfection In anything imperfect.
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anger has long gone but sadness is still lingering like a hungry fox hunting a chicken 🙃 yet life is so generous to me offering sweet imperfection and simplest perfection that might be just a dream for those perfect perfection — so thank you as always! 💝
A bubble’s bursting, United with the free air. Would you please join me?
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Although Kyoto has a lot of impressive shrines, my favourite is not there. Mine is Izumo Taisha in Shimane prefecture about 343 km from Kyoto.
When visiting other shrines in Japan, I was so aware of being in Japan. In Izumo Taisha I got home: sunny, green, serene and unexplainably blissful. There were many visitors but my senses didn’t absorb their presence as if the hot air and bright light muffled their noise and wrapped me in a safe bubble bursting when my last step left the shrine front gate.
Romantic!
a long walk from the gate to the shrine — i remember it was a scorching hot day in August 2018 and i was humming while walking 😇
ablution, my daily ritual that i find also so soothing in Japan shrine especially in Izumo Taisha
torii 💝 a gate to the shrine yard
this is Izumo Taisha! 💝
shimenawa (sacred straw rope)
i only go to this coffee shop with my colleagues, but i wholeheartedly believed drinking Starbucks coffee was a nice thing; only in Izumo! right outside the shrine complex
Castles small or big Stand on a hill among trees Wave to the white clouds.
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Matsue Castle, from afar (2018)
Matsue Castle, closer view (2018)
there is no reason to not thank life for making me me; with all the ups and downs, zig-zagging, winding roads, flood and quake, fake and genuine people around; i survive and become more and more relaxed — like Matsue Castle, my life is small, humble but strong enough and sweetly suitable for me 💝
I thought I am kind But no, Dogs are kinder. I thought I am strong But no, Dogs rock my heart. I thought I am me But not Yet. Dogs know who they are, They live as dogs As they are. I live as what I want to be, Even When being inhumane human Is what gives me benefits.
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watched this movie in today’s flight and cried — how dogs’ life is more genuine than mine🙏🏼
They’re flying Around colours and shapes In a garden Where the gliding fragrance And dripping nectars Invite them To celebrate One phase Before the next.
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in Subak, Ubud wearing new clothes from Sukawati market (only for SGD30) and butterflies in my tummy 😁
I don’t need a place. They can build a palace To place me. I’m not a queen, Please gift it to someone more beautiful and loving luxury.
I deserve just a space. It can be a table for two To chat with me. I’m a traveler, Please go on a quest with me through joy and challenges to be.
Let me clean my place For a little space. Now and here With or without You—
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i went melukat with one of my best friends in Pura Pacampuhan Sala on Saturday to welcome Seclusion Day and Ramadhan month — it was such a blessing for both of us
About MELUKAT
Linguistically melukat is derived from the old Javanese word “lukat” which means to “cleanse” or “purify”.
Melukat itself is understood as bathing or cleansing with water that aims to cleanse both body and mind, to refresh the spirit and dissolve away any negative influences. It is also believed to cure non medical diseases and sickness of the spirit and whether it does or not, a session bathing in holy waters will certainly make you feel good.
It is a symbol of letting go or releasing something burdening within us. It is a ritual that can be performed many times, in fact the more, the merrier as it can only lead to good things. It is also a kind of self purification that is very common by Indonesians of Hindu and Javanese Muslim in different ways as ritual.
Hindu in Bali will do it as frequent ritual, even for tourist attraction in some way.
Muslim have daily ablution (washing face/nostrils/earlobes/hands/feet) and mandatory bathing for women after menses or married couples after sexual intercourse. They also have another self purification affected by original Javanese tradition called “Adus Suran” or “taking a bath in Assyura/Suro month” in which they will do bathing in Javanese New Year’s Eve called “1st night of Suro”. Muslims are also suggested to do cleansing ritual (normal bathing with strong intension) before Ramadhan.
While in Bali why not I committed myself to self-purify? My best friend did it for Seclusion Day. I did for Ramadhan. Both of us did it for health, happiness and joy. 💝
Salaam.
walking along Sok Wayah’s rice field the whole morning on Sunday
after a long walk, Pukako’s drink and sweet potato is the best choice 😎
rike jokanan 
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