Monday 25 July 2011


One should do this more often.


A quest of a 32-year old woman who seem to have-it-all-yet-found-herself-crying in a bathroom one night, Liz took a chance to have a year-long travel. 4 months each in Italy, India and Bali.

Flashback before me lying on a couch.
Location : Video City
DVD in Mind : Suspense/Horror
Sales lady was kind enough to say that the DVD i'm holding doesn' t have a good  plot and it is boring. For someone whose not a big fan of mushy films, I ended up handing the DVD to her, since something about the yogurt spoon tickled my fancy. Not long after, I found myself grabbing a pencil and paper, writing some quotable mantras from Liz, Ketut and other friends.

In Italy:
* "[There's a] sweetness in doing nothing.
* In speaking Italian, one must speak with their hands. [Think bellissimo!]
* "Dear God, please, please, please... help me win a lottery.
     Dear child, please, please, please... BUY A TICKET first."
* "We are living in misery because we never want change."
* "Pain and Ruin is a gift --- a road to transformation. One must be prepared for an endless wave of transformation."* "Say what you want to thank God for, TODAY."

In India:
* "If you can't master your thoughts, you're in trouble."
* "Select your thoughts like you would select your clothes."
* "If you'll just empty your mind with bad things, there'd be a vacuum, and you can now use it to think of GOOD things."
* "God dwells in you, as You."
* "Experiencing a broken (♥) means you are stronger for something."
* "I am so sick of people telling me I need a man."

In Indonesia:
* "We must take care of our family, whoever we perceive them to be."
* “In desperate love, we always invent the characters of our partners, demanding they be what we need of them, and then feeling devastated when they refuse to perform the role we created in the first place.”
* "Sometimes, to lose balance for love is to have real balance in life."
* "If you are brave enough to leave the familiar, the Truth will not be withheld from you. " -CMK.

- By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept, Paolo Coelho

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