The Power of Communication for Self Healing

Believe that you have POWER of yourself of course by the permission of GOD. Below are one of so may self healing technique that I’ve practiced.

1. Lay down in a quiet

2. Close your eyes & take a deep breath.. exhale over and over until you feel relax and comfortable

3. Identify the problem, for example : “I want to know what is the best healing for my disease? And can it be compromised with me?

4. Get into your self deeper and ask into where it diseased “will you communicate with me? If YES, please give me sign” How if the answer is NO?

5. Please confirm after you feel there’s a part of your body that make a move (for example : wink of the eye, hand fingers etc)… if eyes winked then the answer is yes, and if hand finger move then the answer is NO, right? (in this case your body will give you a response)

6. Say thank you to all part of your body with all its cells that helped you in activities so far

7. Then concentrate again in part of your body that has problems. What’s the positive meaning of it for me? Pay attention in every self talk, put an mental image of some feelings that might will happen. Please remember : separate the positive purpose in your body that has problems. Feels the answer…

8. Communicate with that part as if it your best friend.

9. You can ask every part of your body to communicate if you’re stuck with the part with problem. For example : ‘Other part of my body, can I invite you all to discuss? Can you suggest me to treat part of my body that ill?’

10. If there’s an alternative way to treat it, please ask all part of your body, if they’re agreed with it? If there’s rejection, you have to ask them again until there’s an agreement with all of your body. Then make a commitment with them all.

11. When it’s all done, you can say thank you to them

Confused? Sound crazy? Or think that it’s now hurt to try? Well… it’s all your choice!

The New ONE

Once I felt that I didn’t deserve for the happiness in this world. Many time I thought what’s wrong with me? Every time I almost reach a happiness it just swiped away. The only reason that made me not going down too deep is just thinking that it’s a KARMA. Maybe I made a big mistakes in my past life and now it’s time to ‘pay the bills’ so I will have my life back. But…. whatever!

Then, just a few moment I had my last turbulence, he came up. He knows that I might never fall in love again, he knows that this heart of stone won’t be easily melt, he knows there’s something inside my head, he knows my complicated problems, he just said ‘I just want to love you, that’s it!’ I’ve never seen him before, neither he. He knows me by tagged, site where I was invited by Anna Gronendale and not really seriously in maintain it, he saw my picture with my guitar and he suddenly interest to write me a short message, which I thought that was a weird message to say hello.

Not quite long, he became someone special, til I have to hold my breath when I’m thinking about him or looking at his picture. Not a day I spend without read his text message or hear his voice, which is made me much much better. I can laugh in my sadness or hardest moment as he told me that he was laughing when he had a broken bound by motorbike accident. That’s sound crazy, but it made me think what can be worse than facing you had a broken bound… but you’re laughing. But it’s good to know that you can freely laugh where you supposed to cry hard.

Last night, he asked me how much I love him? Feels so guilty, I couldn’t answered that. Because I really don’t know how much I love him. I’m afraid. I’m afraid if I love him too much then it will ended up by loosing him. I couldn’t bear in loosing someone that I love again. I just knew that I started to think about him a lot.

Still last night, he told me that he had quit racing for me. He doesn’t want me to worry about his dangerous hobby. I got punched. Am I deserve it? And this the… without I realized, this feeling grows and I can’t hold it.

I don’t know what will happen tomorrow or days after that… maybe he’s the answer of my prayer. Today, I just so graceful for this love which is sooo big. I don’t want to worry about tomorrow because I gave it into God’s hand. Let Thy will be done.

Angel

Sometimes you didn’t see

Angels doesn’t need to be with wings, shiny and beautiful

Part of Dewi Lestari’s song, Malaikat Juga Tahu, that I’ve translated to English.

Once, I have this kind perfect Angel. He lived far far away but still able to meet me anytime I needed him. He’s shiny, he has such a beautiful white skin that made him looks shiny. He’s beautiful, not beautifully woman, but man! But this perfect Angel has been taken away from me. Heaven needs more angels because there are a lot of bad people in this world and there is more people needs guardian angel. Sometimes I’m wondering, will he be mine?

Then I meet another Angel. This skinny, hairy and un-wings Angel. For me, he’s not that shiny – with his long hair, he doesn’t look that shiny. And, honestly, he’s not that beautiful. OK, that was a physical appearance. Then he surprised me with his first sentence when we met, “Don’t be un-happy, let’s repair it together.” Then we have hours talk about how to maintain heart and he can read my mind easily. Kdek said it’s because I piled up everything inside so lately it appears in the surface. OK, that’s make sense. This skinny Angel, shows me how I can be something worthy for others. Little action means a lot to others. There’s a little girl I know in the orphan house where he took me there, said “Uncle Pierre!” when I asked her about Angel. She and Pierre might never talk a lot, since he can’t speak Bahasa Indonesia and she can’t speak English either. But in his own way, he creates an image an angel in the mind of 4 years old girl. Maybe Pierre is not a perfect person. He made a lot of mistakes in the past. He used drugs to reduce his depressions. Once day, he discovered himself infected by HIV/AIDS. His world was falling and became ruins. He fell and crawled little by little. Try to reach all hands that stretched out to him. Until he can standing with his own feet and now, he’s able to stretch out his hands to help others. He became an Angel!

One lesson that I can get from it, it’s not how beautiful you are to be an Angel. It’s about what you’re doing. Once, he said, “You are bigger that who you thought you are. So, don’t give up. Nothing in this world bigger than you, but GOD of course.”

PS : Merci for Pierre for letting me post this thought. GBU, Bro!!!

A Proper Breathe

Sometimes I must be silent,

For that is the only way

To know a little better,

To think a little wiser

- Sri Chinmoy -

Lately, I read Sri Chinmoy’s book, The Wings of Joy – Finding Your Path To Inner Peace. Since I start to practicing meditation, I’m looking for tutorial meditation that leads into – me, hearing God’s words. One most important thing in meditation is breathing. In this book, Sri Chinmoy explains how the proper breathing is.

When breathing, try to inhale as slowly and quietly as possible, so that if somebody placed a tiny thread in front of your nose, it would not move at all. And try to exhale more slowly still. If possible, leave short pause between the end of your, exhalation and beginning of your inhalation. If you can hold your breath for few seconds. But if it is difficult, do not do it. Never do anything that will harm your organs or respiratory system.

Each time you breathe in, try to feel that you are bringing into your body infinite peace. When you breathe out, try to feel that you are expelling the restlessness within and all around you. After practicing this a few times, try to feel that you are inhaling power from the universe. When you exhale, feel that all your fear is leaving your body. After doing this a few times, try to feel that you are breathing in is infinite joy, and what you are breathing out is sorrow, suffering and depression.

There is also something else that you can try. Feel that you are breathing in not air, but cosmic energy. Feel that there is not a single place in your body that is not being filled by cosmic energy. It is flowing like a river inside you, washing and purifying your whole being. Then, when you start to breathe out, feel that you are breathing out all rubbish inside you – all your undivine thoughts, obscure ideas and impure action.

Easy? Absolutely…… not!!! Especially in the ‘feel’, ‘imagine’ and ‘hear’ parts. But the more you practice it, the more it’s easier to feel, imagine then hear God. Finally, it will happened just like that. Just like to push the button on and off. So practice it… As my English teacher in high school used to say : ‘Practice is good… Practice is good…’

Prayer vs Meditation

As a Christian, sometimes I’m wondering am I doing the right thing if I’m meditating. Is it against God’s will? I was scared. I admit that I’ve made a lot of mistakes and sins in my life, and I don’t want to add some more. Then, I got a clue of Christian ‘Guru’ that I met in the Rehabilitation Center that I served.

The different between prayer and meditation is, when we pray, we speak to God; we feel that our existence is one-pointed flame soaring upward. The very nature prayer is to reach God by going up. When we meditate, God speaks to us and we listen to Him; we throw ourselves into vast expanse, into infinite sea of peace and bliss, or welcome the infinite Vast into us.

The highest prayer was uttered by Saviour Christ: ‘Let Thy Will be done.” This prayer also the beginning of meditation. The prayer stops its journey, meditation begins.

I think this kind of meditation is not against God’s will.

Mars vs Venus

First book about relationship that I read was Men are from Mars and Women are from Venus by John Gray Ph.D., that was about 10 years ago. It explained how Men, as Martian, if they face problems that they couldn’t solve yet, they used to hide in their cave and stay there until they find a little light to solve it. While Women, as Venusian, used to share their problems and wish to find the best solutions of it. This simple thing called ‘facing the problems’ sometimes caused bigger problem in a relationships or even friendships. As a woman, Venusian, sometimes I want my ’so called brothers’ share their problems with me as I always have their ears to hear mine and their shoulders for me to cry. And I forgot this theory about Martian. I got disappointed when they just want to stay away and stay in their ‘cave’ for a while. I felt useless, after all they’ve done and give I could do nothing to lighten their problems. And honestly it hurts me. Trust me, it’s really hurt to find that you can’t do anything for someone that you really care.

But……… I just learn that sometimes, do nothing is the same with doing a great thing. I remember when I was so sad and I went out with my deaf friend and I told him all the things that made me sad without worrying that he would tell someone else. And thing that he did was smiling at me. And the peaceful of his silence made me better. I almost forget about this Greatest Gift.  Maybe this is what Martians need. And I understand that. Once they walked out of their cave, they’ll see me there for them.

Sweet tasty rambutan Ice

Hurray…. Rambutan season is coming!!!

I always miss to make Rambutan Ice every time this season is coming. I’ve wrote about this recipe in my old blogs in friendster, but I wrote it in Bahasa Indonesia. This time, I want to share in English so everyone on the world who has this sweet little hairy fruit can enjoy it too.

Here we go :

1 kg Rambutan, peeled and separated from it seed.

½ kg soursop blended coarse

1 cup of soursop syrup (or as you like)

¼ kg nata de coco

1 lt water

some ice

Mixed all together and serve while it cold.

Enjoy!!!

Mum’s Love

In the last few days, in bemo on my way to my check point, there’s a girl who took it just few meters from my place. She was standing not too far from a women on a motorbike. That woman looked at her, but she seemed didn’t care with that.

After few days, that girl and I started to have a conversation. She’s a college student of one of well known and expensive university in Surabaya. I asked her who’s that woman. She replied, not in a good mood, ‘She’s my mom.’ I was shocked. How could she explain that it was her mom who were standing there with that kind of expression?

In the next day, I met her again. Then I look at her mom and smiled at her. She smiled at me back and waved me goodbye. Then she looked at her daughter, her eyes changed. She look so sad.

Then I remember my mum. How, everytime I went to work, she waited for me til I reached end of my block and made me look back to her many time and waved her goodbye. I’m graceful even for a simple thing, I made her happy. Just a tiny little thing for all the greates things that she gave to me.

I love you, Mum…. My Mummy Ucil

Chemical Neutraziler

I had cancer in my head and now I’m doing a herbal therapy that made me better everyday. To neutralizing the chemical effect that caused by medicine and un-healthy food that I had before, my therapist gave me this recipe :

25 gr beetroot fruit

50 gr carrot

1/2 piece of green apple

1/4 piece of pear

1/2 glass of water

Blend it together and drink it as a juice twice a day, while you’re having breakfast and dinner.

Good luck!

Another DANCE with him

I went to my Pap’s grave yesterday. And I feel more and more I missed him.

I remember when for the first time I moved out to Bali then Lombok, he rang me every morning, every lunch time and around 9 o’clock before I went to bed. My friends were jealous on me because their father never did that. They used to call me Daddy’s Little Girl, and I am! Since I am the youngest, and the one and only girl in the family, I always be his Daddy’s Little Girl. Even I didn’t have enough time to spend with him when I was a kid. He always adored my elder brother. When my elder brother was born, he was there for him, and he has my Pap’s face. Maybe that’s what made them so closed.

Last night, my mom told me that I’m the copy of my Pap. She said that the way I made a joke, the way I got mad… that was really his typical. And it made me think, how he looked like, how he speaks, how he made jokes and all about him til again… I realized that he’s no longer here with me.

I remember when I was in highschool, he thought me how to dance, a couple dance. And when I practiced it with Jimmy he amazed, I was good at it Thank’s to you, Pap. I want to have that moment again. Wish that he’s here to have another dance with him….

3 days before his 1st year memorial…….