A Way To Heaven

A Way To Heaven

A Paradise is anywhere, whatever your eyes, your ears, your mouth, your nose, touch, your mind, your heart enjoy. That’s easy enough.

When you’re lost in the woods at night and there’s no hope, you suddenly see a faint light far away that’s heaven, though it might be an old shed.

So  when you very eagerly want to go to heaven you on purpose get yourself lost in the woods at night or you eagerly want to be left alone in an ocean, then and only when the most unbelievable thing –to be saved - does happen, there and that’s heaven. It’s that easy.

Ocean

February 2012

Wonderful, Unforgetable Women

Wonderful, Unforgetable Women

I never saw the real Monalisa painting of da Vinci, except in reproductions.

I remember the wonderful, unforgetable women in “The Little Mermaid” pictured by Andersen and “Anna Karenina” pictured by Tolstoy and Porgy’s Bess, staged in the opera of Gershwin.

Are these women which were not painted with paint but pictured with words, with beautiful sounds and enacted, less beautiful, less wonderful because anyone could easily buy, or read them in a book, or see and hear it on DVD/You Tube or watch it live in the concert hall, rather than be awed, scared,  seeing the priceless original Monalisa in the Louvre Museum so far away?

January 2012

Volley Ball Coach: IVBF Lacking Courage, Imagination

Volley Ball Coach: IVBF Lacking Courage, Imagination

Till today, more than half a century, Volley ball is almost played the same, dominated by super tall world players. The authorities of the IVBF lack courage, imagination.

My Volley Ball members then played with variable teams of 2, 3, 4, players, we made the net height variable, reasonable according to players height, age. We made the 3 M front region as “out”, the spike be launched from behind the 3 M line. We played with a “two touch” play, we created an overhead smash for our relatively short players from a distance. We allow the weaker team a “gain” of certain points as compensation or have a women club team play against non-club boys, ... We just regulated the difficulty factors.  Those possibilities are what the IVBF should consider so that playing Volley Ball would be fair, reasonable, sensible and exciting in the future.

Suppose chess be played with a different start position, then no one could take recourse to such a stupid thing as learning the best opening moves by heart.

January 2012

Paradise All Along The Way To The Saguling Dam

Saguling Dam

Paradise All Along The Way To The Saguling Dam

A Paradise is not only in Alaska or on the Alps in Switzerland.

It’s all along the way to the Saguling dam.

See the many views below far away from high above, feel the cool wind, eating your picnic just of Tahu Sumedang (fried soybean cake), see the branches beautifully, gently waving, see the outlines of trees against the sky far away, the mountains, the hills in front of you, beautiful “islands” on a “sea” of paddy fields, ...  as you drive or walk or sit or eat.

Besides, find a Paradise just around the corner as you drink your warm coffee milk, hear the bird’s twitter, see the dew on the grass, hear a child’s laughter, ...

So Pak Arif assured his son as they drove together to the Saguling dam.

January 2012

The Author

Welcome!

My Home And Me

This, right now, right here is my home and me. Just takes a minute to be there. Wherever you are, even at the end of the world, whenever you want to, dinnertime, even bedtime. You can come in your daily wear, barefooted, or on slippers. You don’t need to travel by plane, train, or take a car. Just ring my doorbell http://www.leisurelyreading.blogspot.com/ and there I am and so do I look like.

Leave any time you like and in a minute you’ll be back home.

Chew GH

My Photo?

Why? Do you want to see my photo? Do you want to see a scarecrow?

The Scarecrow

Self Portrait

And I were jealous,

And I feared,

And I desired the forbidden apple

And I fell

And hurt myself.

Kin to those who’re so human,

To all creatures, all life.

I am Nature’s Child.

My Cricket's Song

Warble as a nightingale I can’t

Though you would teach me

Not chirp as a cricket I can’t

Though you would unteach me.

My Brainchildren

Blessed with a loving mother’s kiss, they enter into the world.

It Was Just An Alms

It Was Just An Alms

Poorly clothed, a man was drawing a full,  very heavy garbage cart slowly, straining, with all his efforts as a lean horse. I made up my mind and returned and gave him a ten thousand rupiah note - that’s just about one dollar - to buy himself perhaps something to eat. He smiled. But as I was home again. I regretted. was ashamed of myself that I just gave him an alms. Perhaps it were far better that I kept up my thump as my respect in honor to him which is certainly worth far more. He will have his selfrespect and wont feel him self so poor, so low as a beggar.  

January 2012

Why I Don't Leave My Purse Carelessly

Why I Don’t Leave My Purse Carelessly

Why I don’t leave my purse, watch, ... carelessly on the table just anyone could take it, that is meant to avoid me thinking badly of others, as not to harbor, have any suspicion of others. If it’s lost, my own negligence is to blame. Not so much as to think well of myself by preventing other people to fall into temptation or try other people’s integrity.

January 2012