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  Send gratitude -  Photo by George Dolgikh: https://www.pexels.com Have you ever heard about the magic of gratitude? It’s something every motivational speaker and spiritual guru loves to talk about. They’ll tell you it’s a simple act that can transform your life.  But here’s the big question: if it’s so simple, why do so many of us struggle to practice it consistently? Well... maybe, in a world enamored by complexity, gratitude seems too basic to hold our attention. Yes, I get it. I won't deny, I used to think the same way too. I’d heard about gratitude as a religious practice since I was a little girl. And at the time, for me, it was just words. I mean... I knew the meaning and I believed in its power (at least in theory) but never gave much thought about it. Even w hen praying, my “thank you’s” felt robotic, more of a routine than a genuine expression from the heart. Back then, of course I did say thanks, but it was more of a common social courtesy, not as a perso...

Happy dance - Photo by Andrea Piacquadio: https://www.pexels.com The other day, I found myself trapped in frustration over something I couldn’t fix on my own. My electricity had gone out, but it was only in my place. And to make matters worse, I had no idea who to call for help. Back in Jakarta, solving problems like this was as easy as grabbing my phone, searching for a technician, making a quick call, and… boom! help was on the way. Sure, it cost money, but as long as everything functioned again, it was worth it. Here, however, I was left powerless; literally and emotionally. Feeling helpless, I flopped onto my bed, trying to manage my emotions. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and told myself, “I am experiencing anger.” I repeated the phrase like a mantra, over and over. And then, something unexpected happened. I realized how different I had become. To be honest, it was my first time consciously acknowledging my anger in such a way. I had never verbalized it before. Curious, I ...

Say Thanks -  Photo by Kelly: https://www.pexels.com/photo Have you ever wanted to say something to someone, but never did? Maybe it’s telling someone how much you appreciate them. Maybe it’s confessing your feelings to that one person who makes your heart race. Or maybe it’s something as simple as thanking a loved one for always being there. But for whatever reason, the words never leave your mouth.  And what if this is the time, the moment for you to let it out of your chest, even if it is only through a simple note or letter that you don’t even need to send it to them? I wasn’t actually thinking about it. But the other day, I found myself in one of those reflective moods, something I hadn’t really anticipated.  It all started when I decided to break from my usual habit of listening to podcasts while doing chores. Instead, I stumbled upon an app and tuned into the radio. The shift felt refreshing, exposing me to an entirely different experience that I hadn’t encountered...

  Life is to enjoy every moment -  Photo by SlipcoverKAS .COM: pexels.com There’s something profoundly beautiful I recently realized: my healing process has been deeply supported by the minimalist lifestyle I began adopting a few years ago. It’s almost weird how one seemingly simple concept has rippled across different facets of my life, leaving behind clarity, peace, and freedom. The heart of minimalism lies in reducing possessions, but don’t get me wrong, it’s not about living a sparse, joyless life. Instead, it’s about learning to cherish what truly matters. By shedding unnecessary stuff, I’ve come to understand that the memories we treasure far outweigh the physical objects we accumulate. For sure, minimalism has taught me that wealth isn’t measured by how many things we own, but by the value we find in them. Decluttering: The Mind-Body Connection Decluttering has been an essential practice in my minimalist journey. Even after the massive decluttering I undertook when I fi...

The Secret Revealed -  Photo by Ron Lach : pexels.com Come to think of it, manifestation is the most paradoxical concept. I didn’t always see it this way, though. Just like many people, I used to think manifesting was about acquiring all your heart’s desires by working hand-in-hand with the Law of the Universe (or rather known as Law of Attraction).  Vision boards, positive affirmations, and scripting were my go-to tools as to how it was widely taught, and I genuinely believed they were the secret to bringing dreams into reality. But as I went deeper into the process, something surprising began to reveal itself. To gain, I realized, is to let go. Isn’t that funny? At first glance, it sounds absurd. I mean, letting go? Isn’t manifestation about attracting things, not releasing them? But the deeper I dug, the clearer it became: to manifest, you have to release the self-limiting beliefs, the resistance, the fear, the past trauma, and the old narrative stories you’ve been tellin...

  A Journey of Life -  Photo by Hassan OUAJBIR: https://www.pexels.com The other day, I found myself at a crossroads. I felt this calling — a nudge from somewhere deep inside me — telling me to take a specific action. It wasn’t anything grand, just something that I knew could push me out of my comfort zone. But then, resistance hit me like a ton of bricks. I’m talking about fear, doubt, and overthinking. My brain, in full analytical mode, labeled it as ego manipulation: a ploy to convince me I needed to do this to gain something, all while masking it as a brave move to confront my fear. I’m sure many of you have been there. You’ve felt that internal tug-of-war between what feels like intuition and the fear-soaked voice in your head telling you to pause. It’s frustrating, confusing, and, honestly, exhausting. Was this really my intuition trying to guide me, or was it my ego, cleverly disguised, trying to exploit my insecurities? For days, I pondered this. What if it really is ...

  A Healing Journey -  Photo by Oleksandr P: https://www.pexels.com I turned off my computer with a sense of finality. “Let’s call it a day,” I murmured to myself, stretching my body and sinking back gently into the chair. Leaning back, I took a few deep breaths, allowing myself a moment of stillness.  The hum of the air conditioner blended with the soft symphony of the night - the rhythmic chirping of crickets, the occasional croak of frogs, and the faint pattern of lingering raindrops. Weird, though… I didn’t feel it like noise to my ears. Instead, it was a melody of nature, a spontaneous harmony that wrapped around me like a soothing balm. Could that be nature’s brainwave? I wondered. Amidst this nocturnal orchestra, I felt a stirring within, a desire to invite something deeper, something that could complement and elevate the raw beauty of these sounds. So, I turned on my favorite Ho’oponopono music and let its healing vibrations mingle with the night’s ambiance. I cho...

  Heal Your Past -  Photo by Shiva Smyth: https://www.pexels.com As I sit here with a cup of tea, flipping through old journals, I’m struck by the sheer weight of emotions they hold. These journals are more than just pages filled with words; they’re fragments of a journey—my journey. The intention was simple when I picked them up: to review some important lessons, notes, and reflections, both from my own life and from what I had learned through others. But what I found in those pages was far more profound than I had anticipated. I saw a younger version of myself who was determined to make sense of life’s chaos. There were moments of raw vulnerability, pages soaked in self-reminders to stay strong, personal analysis of why things happened the way they did, and dreams so big they felt almost out of reach. As I read through them, I was overwhelmed with emotions—a strange cocktail of sorrow, pride, and gratitude. How much I had endured. How much I had grown. And how much I had re...