humane human

20/07/2025

It's been a while since the last post. Tonight, let's reflect and contemplate by using a special poem by Maya Angelou titled "Still I Rise."

If you like, you also can take your pen and notebook to journaling before going to bed. Perhaps it can soften your tense muscles and nerves.

Take your moment... Good night...

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25/06/2025

This is an offering by Isti Toq'ah for those who are in need of "Unveiling Hidden Values" that are long waiting to be discovered as buried treasures down below the core, the center of self.

Start from 10-minute pause, you may take as much time as you need. The world can wait. Consider this practice as one of the best investments for your soul.



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23/06/2025

Sometimes noble silence works. Another time it doesn't.



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20/06/2025

Be careful with:

Someone who acts like

caring for you, but actually they just add more wounds to yours.

Remember that salt and sugar look alike, but tasted differently.

(Isti Toq'ah)



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12/06/2025

You can't stop...



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01/05/2025

27/03/2025

You don't have to explain anything to someone who has no good intention to pay attention or to listen to you.

Besides wasting your time and energy, that person doesn't deserve your personal stories.

I learned a lot these days to not oversharing and explaining about my personal life especially to those who just want to use those stories as weapons to gaslight and attack me back.

I understand that oversharing is the sign of trauma and the longing of warmth companionship, but please, please, please be careful.

Out there there many mean souls that you won't believe that they're actually wolves in sheep's clothing.

I still believe there are also many more kindhearted and good souls with empathy, compassion, and conscience. Just be aware and keep vibing, so we can find our own tribes.



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26/03/2025

Long time I didn't take a real pause and just breathe. A short video by Vince Dilg helped me to get through this beautiful process. It's a scene of Milky Way during the summer in Bonn.

Then, I looked up at some posts of Alex Elle. Somehow I missed her wisdom that I always taste like soothing dew when my soul hurts roaming around like a headless chicken in the dunes.

She said, "This might be for you. Take what you need. Let them stay wrong. You have nothing to prove. I hope you become your own soft place to land. Don't let them rob you of your joy or truth. I hope you trust that you don't need their validation to heal or be free. Maybe you're not bored, you're just unlearning that chaos isn't fuel or care. Stillness doesn't mean nothing's happening--it means you're finally learning what it feels like to come home to yourself. That redirection rescued you. Normalize saying, " Oh, okay," and leaving it at that.

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02/03/2025

Bersyukur masih dibersama buku "Jalan Pulang" karya Jurnalis Senior Kompas, Mbak Maria Hartiningsih. Memilih membaca dengan pelan dan penuh jeda untuk refleksi dan muhasabah serta munajat diri terutama terkait penerimaan diri beserta sepaket masa lalu yang isinya banyak paket-paket kombo nano-nano berbagai rasa yang kupilih untuk kupeluk dan kusyukuri apa adanya meskipun ada yang meminjamkan mesin waktu untuk mengubah atau memperbaikinya.

Mengapa? Karena tanpa detail-detail potongan-potongan masa lalu itu tidak akan ada diriku yang sekarang. Kalau mau lebih jelas dan ikutan refleksi, silahkan cari buku yang tadi kusebutkan judulnya dan buka halaman 99-100. Seru sekali...

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25/02/2025

Somehow the Universe and Ar Rahim remind me again and again and again that it's not a mistake to admit that I'm afraid.

Being brave isn't same as being fearless. Being hopeful isn't same as being expectant. Being joyful isn't same as being happy. Being abundant isn't same as being full. Being wealthy isn't same as being rich.

A book "Jalan Pulang" (A Way Home--if I am allowed to translate as it is) by Mbak Maria Hartiningsih specifically related to Krista Tippett's words. Ah... I've listened to her episode in Meditative Story Podcast when she was invited by Rohan Gunatillake times. More than ten times I guess. Yes, as much as that I like her.

A bit sad that knowing On Being will come to end soon. This sadness was like when finding out Gregory Warner's Rough Translation discontinued.

I always experience mourning when I have to be apart with good book, good podcast, good people, good animals, good plants, good places, good food, good drink, good activities, good air, good water, good things. "Good" here in the sense of "kind" because being kin is number one before being right. Nevertheless, being truthful is different indeed.



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17/02/2025

Finally, I could spit out this bitterness that has been intoxicating me and drowning me into sadness for days.

Somehow doing this kind of journaling (again) or I used to call it as diary writing is healing.

In the earlier time of my life as a child, I was fond of learning and practicing English without being afraid to being judged in using grammar insufficiently and incorrectly because none of my bullies back then were fluent in English which was my favorite subject at school.

Sigh... Breathe, Isti. Breathe in, breathe out...
Sigh... Breathe, Isti. Inhale, exhale...

It's enough to pay attention and focus on those who only care of themselves a.k.a selfish or self-centered. Their small talks have no power in bothering and ruining your inner peace, Isti.

Perhaps they could borrow my shoes and act like know-it-alls, but they never ever can walk with my feet even if they would like.



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16/02/2025

Feeling grateful to journaling again after a quite-a-while process of routine Monday meditation and journaling with supported by The On Being Project. Tonight I contemplated about gratefulness (as usual and most of the time) and why why why I practice it. Namaste... 🌱💚✨

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