Blacky and Amie

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.

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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

Lark Is Singing For Moppy

I met Moppy last Monday in Jakarta. Hugging him for about 10 minutes at one time plus several minutes after that…. The sensation was he was saying “I am ok, never mind. It’s all right now.”

I felt that it would be my last time seeing him. The coming weeks would be a very hectic time and won’t probably good space to fly in to Jakarta again. That’s why I forced myself to meet him this week; whatever it takes to do…. But if he still wants to spare some time to be hugged, I’ll take his lead.

I feel a lark lingering around. She is singing songs telling me a handsome boy named Moppy is the messenger who brings messages to each of warriors around him – to keep striving for perfection in life. The songs are like flowing river, going to the ocean – ocean of growing love.

The lark is singing while perching, while flying – it’s a sign that the messages are constantly delivered – never stop even the warriors are focusing on something else.

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Moppy, if it’s your time, please don’t wait until the warriors are stopping to sit with you. Please take the lead and the warriors are following your way. The warriors are here to stay, deciphering the messages you have brought to them. Even some messages you bring are now not read, those unread would be found in time.

Moppy, throw away your little worry. The warriors have made their pledge that they would be faithful to their missions. That they would be on the right path until they meet you in the other side.

It’s a beautiful chance to be with you in life for just several hours. Been a precious time to hug you and to sing some songs for you….

My heart is filled with love and gratitude and forgiveness that may lead our way to the Light.

Sending my love, blessings and forgiveness to a handsome boy named, Moppy. Be comfortable…..

Singapura – June 3, 2015 – 10:29pm

Borrowed ID? (with a haiku)

A sheet of paper:
Name, sex, birthdate, religion is —
Borrowed ID.

Above haiku is a reminder for this self.

Have you ever thought of why you are called with your name? That nhe name was given by parents. Ok, borrowed name from parents? Or, the nickname that your friends & you agreed to use….

Have you ever thought of why you become a female rather than male? From the Creator, you could not even choose – or you bargained before your birth to be one? How…ever, yours is a borrowed sex.

Birthdate wasn’t chosen by you. You might have negotiated – but not 100% your take. It is lent by this life to you. Birthdate is the opening of current life; there should be the closing, fellas….

Religion? Attached since your family want you to be? Or, your spouse wants you to be? Or, the society want you to be? Or, any other external party wants you to be? Another borrowed…..

Borrowed…. You’ll have to return them someday. Please take good care of them before the D-day.

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Temasek – March 1, 2015 – 11:15pm

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When do you feel it’s time to act? When time allows.

When does time allow? When we are ready.

When are we ready? When we have strong determination.

When do we have strong determination? When we have strong grounds.

When do we have strong grounds? When all reasons are well collected.

When? When the Universe gives us a click.

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Singapore – January 25, 2015 – 10:12pm

Where Are You?

In my names, oh no.

In my birthdays, oh no.

In my bodies, oh no.

In my sizes, oh no.

In my families, oh no.

In my pets, oh no.

In my friends, oh no.

In my jobs, oh no.

In my dedications, oh no.

In my hobbies, oh no.

In my blogs? No….

In my….. Where am I?

Where am I? I’d been wandering around the worlds to find where I am but nowhere to find…. Now, here I stop to find my self….

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Temasek – November 9, 2014 – 11:49pm

Children of Our Time

Children are the mirror of their era.

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Are they happy? Or, are they miserable?

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Are they optimist or pessimist?

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Are they loved? Or ignored?

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Are they nurtured? Or tortured?

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Let’s love our children…. Like we love ourselves.

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But let’s love ourselves first then… ‘Coz if we don’t love ourselves, how can we love our children?

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And, all in all we are creating mirror of their time….

Singapore – February 22, 2014 – 3:58am

MALACCA – I AM BACK AGAIN

Malacca, part of Malaysia to which I’ve been so many times.

I guess I have been part of this area in my lives… Many lives of mine.

Wondering what I have been in my lives – let me learn the rope to be mature soul,

Wandering where I have been in my lives – let me learn the richness of my soul…

 

I hope I get the answer before game is over… :-))

 

Many buildings and monuments, so old with their memories

Roads and streets, so long history

Parks, beautiful

Shops, crowded and lucrative

River and piers, the trading activities….

People are different, time cycles…

I am just wondering why I am back here again and again; I hope I can be wandering to more places from the historical Malacca…

 

Malacca, July 29, 2013 – 15:00

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