Once upon a day, while I was walking from the bus stop to get to the nearest angkot (see pic above), suddenly I had this thought in my mind: the ojek is better. When I passed by some ojeks that are parked on the pavement, the thought came again in my mind: better take the ojek. This time I even felt a happy feeling inside my heart and I couldn't help but smiled.
I continued walking and didn't follow that guidance. Every time after taking the bus I had always taken the angkot, so I got into the first angkot I saw.
At first it was okay, but when we reached this flyover, the road began to ascend steeply and the angkot being full with passangers could not make its way up. So the driver told us to get off the car and walk up until the top of the flyover. The flyover only had a narrow pavement for people to walk, so one by one all 6 or 7 of us walked to the top.
When the angkot finally made it to the top, the driver told us to quickly enter the car again, because the traffic behind it were pretty hectic and people had started to horn angrily. Me, trying as fast as I could to get in, kinda banged the top of my head to the angkot door (it was pretty small door, if you ask me, you need to litterally bend over in half to get in). I got so dizzy and my head hurt so baaaaddddd :'( and some people who were already inside the angkot were trying so hard not to laugh at me :(
From that moment on I made a pledge to never ignore my guides again. I've learnt my lesson well :)
Here is something I got from Sonia Choquette's book, Ask Your Guides:
Part of learning to communicate with your guides is to become fluent in the subtle art of symbols and signs, and respond to them when they show up. The more you recognize them, the more they'll make sense to you.
Furthermore, Sonia stated: Not being receptive to guidance is perhaps the greatest obstacle you'll have to overcome if your want to communicate with your guides. After all, it's hard to receive suggestions if your mind is made up.
I've followed Sonia's work for some time, listened and watched the interviews where she taught mostly about six sensory living. Really love her! You might want to check her site here, or look up for her interview also on Youtube.
Until next time, my dear friends!
Many blessings, peace and love,
-angel apprentice-
Having my car put in the body repair shop, I need to get creative to get to work. I live in South Tangerang, which is in the outskirts of Jakarta. And though there are many kinds of transportation means available, getting myself to work and back can be quite tricky :)
During this past 2 weeks I've tried riding in a motorcycle with my hubby, I've tried the bus, train, taxi, omprengan, and ojek.
Omprengan is a regular car (usually a mini van and it's not a legal transportation mean actually), but many people are using it because it's fast and a lot cheaper than getting yourself in a taxi. The people who use the omprengan gathered around at this meeting point, and there are several omprengans with different routes, so you just take the one that brought you closer to where you live. After the omprengan is full with passengers, then off we go! :)
Ojek is another mean of transportation which uses a motorcycle. You just tell the driver the address of your destination and hop on, the driver of the ojek will get you there.
In 2 weeks of my "adventure" in using public transportation, I had many bitter-sweet experiences that are priceless. One day I met this senior lady in the bus stop where she politely asked me about my family etc., and she ended up asking me to join her network marketing business (I should've seen that coming!) :) The other day I felt like I almost wrecked my back when my hubby hit a bump on the road with his motorcycle. Another day I found after getting off the train that this shortcut alley to the bus shelter was blocked for construction, so I went round the block for like a half mile away more than I used to. And only yesterday I missed the omprengan so I shared a taxi with 4 other people who also missed the omprengan. All 5 of us were total strangers to each other. (See pic above right, I actually take a pic while I'm in the taxi)
The point of this post is anyways, that I'm so grateful for everything that happens in my life. I'm so proud that I can cope with many kinds of obstacles that came my way, and that we better not judge the people we meet. I mean, they said that Jakarta is a horrible place, where total strangers are best avoided, that there are crime everywhere. But my experience in the streets showed that it wasn't always like that. I met this young lady who gave her bottle of water to 2 thirsty children while waiting for the bus. Strangers showed you where you should stand while you wait for the train (see pic above left), and strangers actually shared taxi with you! So yeah, Jakarta people still have hearts, if you ask me :) Thank God for that!
Another point, is that I love my car and I'm so grateful for it more than ever before :) I hope it can be picked up anytime soon this week *fingers crossed*
Many blessings, peace and love,
-angel apprentice-
