02/09/2026
Monday. I lost everything.
The second I realized the bag was gone — my opals, my pearls, my designs, my computer, my camera, my iPhone, everything I'd made and everything I needed — I fainted in front of the Indomaret.
Just... collapsed.
I'm here in Bali alone, without my kids, trying to organize the move home. Carrying it all with me. And in one moment, it was gone.
Two days. No sleep. Just the sick feeling. The weight of what I'd lost.
Then a mangku found me. Blessed me. Gave me words that changed everything.
When you lose something, don't let the terrible feeling in your gut paralyze you. Keep moving. Keep stepping forward.
The bag's gone. The opals, the pearls, the designs. But I'm still here. Still making.
I fly home Monday. Until then, I'm continuing to work.
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**SABAR** 🙏
You cannot be diminished into garbage.
Keep stepping forward as long as that path is the path of Truth. Even if your goodness is not always appreciated.
Don't bother explaining who you are — those who are jealous won't like you anyway, and those who hate you won't believe you.
Life is not about who is best, but about who chooses to do good.
If someone hurts you, don't think of revenge — think instead of how to repay them with kindness.
Don't complain. Keep praying and being grateful. Busy yourself with goodness so that harm grows tired of following you.
The faithless say patience has limits. But the faithful say patience has no limits.
Problems that come will leave easily when we receive them with gratitude.
We shouldn't say "Be patient, everything will be beautiful in time" — because that makes us always waiting for beauty to arrive.
So patience isn't about how long you wait, but how much pressure you endure — can you overcome that weight, break free from suffering?
When you succeed in breaking free, in that moment you find the SOLUTION — like light at the end of a dark tunnel.
*Astungkara, Swaha Swaha Swaha* 🙏
