Life

Home Was Not As It Used To Be

I didn’t plan traveling – except for work – to any parts of Indonesia this year. Somehow, I decided to buy ticket to Ambon with no specific plan other than marking my ten years of diving. The dives were okay, but I spent the rest of the holiday as a …

Life

“So, you want to experience death?”

I recently told this to myself whenever I put my wetsuit on or had my goggles dipped in the water. It was funny, though. The one place that I feel home and at the same time terrified the most is water. Even when swimming in a pool filled with people …

Life

Will A Scar (Ever) Hide the Wound Beneath?

At the end of October 2017, I felt the urge to return to Maluku, specifically Ambon and Banda Neira. I couldn’t tell myself why, but it seemed that something drove me to be in those places and see. Just see. And I did. Meeting schedule in Jakarta limited me from …

Life

Being senseless

Thank you old blind man. You may be less perfect than me, but you have shown me how not attaching to one of your senses are actually possible to continue life.

Thoughts

Being a minority

When a nut meets its proper bolt or the two pieces of puzzle properly attached, things may seemed ideal. And this ‘ideal fit’ can be quickly perceived as truth. Worse, like a bird born in cage believing that flying is bad, a person born and grew up with given idea will believe that it is the only true idea. Traveling to places where I became part of its minority challenged me to re-question and redefine what constitutes to true and ‘truth.’

Thoughts

Walking, meditate on the move

With all the body senses required, walking is an active, focused and concentrated action. Waking is, to me, meditative.

Life

Happiness is only real when shared

Happiness is only real when shared.

Thoughts

You can be your real (and only) self when traveling solo

One of the reasons I enjoyed traveling solo is to meet strangers. Not only to learn about their life but also to re-learn about mine.

Thoughts

My kind of travel is simple

My kind of travel is simple: coffee, books, local cafe and heart-to-heart conversation with the person in front of me.

Life

The Guru

My guru is nobody or nothing. My guru is everybody and everything. I am my guru and my disciple.