Don’t Sweat Small Stuff

Setiap mata pisau mengiris selalu ada dua sisi.

Hidup berpindah-pindah negara rupanya banyak memberikan pelajaran buat saya. Di setiap tempat punya sistemnya sendiri, be it: sistem transportasi, sistem administrasi, tata kota, budaya, dan sebagainya.

Suatu ketika mungkin kita bisa terlena dengan satu sisi dari sistem. Mungkin sisi ini memberikan kenyamanan, atau pengalaman baru, atau kecanggihan teknologi. Tetapi semua yang “enak” itu pasti satu paket dengan konsekuensi, yang mungkin tidak kita rasakan saat itu juga. Sebaliknya, ketika berada di sisi yang kurang enak, kurang nyaman, kurang canggih, yakin lah pasti ada sisi menyenangkannya.

Saya barusan kembali ke negeri nan segalanya sudah serba online dan canggih. Segalanya serba cepat. Informasi diperoleh dengan mudah, transaksi serba cepat. Tetapi di negeri ini pula, segalanya perlu direncanakan sampai detail sebelum dijalani. Dan ketika harus menjalani, ya harus betul-betul mengikuti rencana. Kesempatan membuat perubahan di tengah jalan itu kecil sekali kalau masih mengharapkan output yang sama. Oke disiplin mengikuti rencana itu keren. Tetapi perubahan dan spontanitas itu adalah dinamika yang manusiawi.

Kemudian ceritanya saya inget di tanah air yang seringkali kita anggap mempunyai sistem ribet, lambat, sering kali tidak jelas. Tidak jarang pula kita menghabiskan banyak waktu untuk berkutat dengan hal yang tidak terkait dengan goal kita. Belum lagi ditambah mengeluhkan hal tersebut. Terkadang kita (baca: saya) juga kemudian jadi menarik diri untuk tidak mengejar goal ini dengan alasan proses yang sulit.

Nah saya ingin menekankan pada bagian terakhir tadi, mulai dari mengeluhkan sampai akhirnya menyerah. Beneran mau mengeluh? Beneran mau menyerah? Coba saja kalau kita ingat tentang teori dua sisi yang saya ungkapkan. Semua pasti datang dalam satu paket. Bahkan katanya, berlian itu indah karena ditempa dan kapal terbaik diciptakan untuk menaklukkan ombak terbesar. Apalagi di Indonesia ada motto: semua bisa diatur. Mlipir sedikit atau banyak dari sistem, masih bisa kok mendapatkan output yang sama.

Inti post kali ini bukan perbandingan satu negara dan negara lain. Tetapi dimanapun kita berada, yaudah sih teruslah berusaha survive di sana, don’t sweat the small stuff. Be it hidup di sisi ekstrim tidak jelas atau di sisi ekstrim sudah sangat jelas dari jauh-jauh hari. Beradaptasi itu kemampuan luar biasa dari setiap makhluk hidup.

Selamat beradaptasi.

A Reminder from Time, Let’s Keep Moving

Another gentle reminder that time flies very fast.

It has been a year of many choices and decisions. But unlike the previous years, not all choices can be taken. It’s an art of picking which ones to keep and not to keep. And to keep going with the right balance.

It is also a year unlike the previous years where all hardwork are paid off in short or no time. This year I must learn to be friend with time. To keep moving with the right pace. To trust and believing that there is still somewhere I need to go, some things I need to achieve, and time will keep its promise.

Let’s keep moving, believing in time and most importantly in He who creates and controls time.

March, 2013

24 y.o. now

24 y.o. now

Restarting More Often

(I started writing this post on October, obviously some things have changed)

Since my thesis defense is done and all the requirements for my bachelor degree is settled, now I am free from college activities. My graduation is still in November. Not that it means I do not have anything to do at all or I have not started preparing for what comes after this, but it just that I do not have anything binding me. I am free to do what I like, free to wake up and sleep at whatever time I want, free to go anywhere as long as I want, etc. Sometimes this unbound routine resulted in unhealthy habits.

Like my sleeping time. I do not have to come to any places at any certain time. I sleep whenever my brain tells me to do so.  I also stay up a lot, sometimes I feel more alert at midnight. The result is that I have very uncertain sleeping time, sometimes very bad one, like I get sleepy during the days and alert at night.

Then there are simple things like shower. Since a new water heater is installed at home, I always shower in warm water, even when I don’t need to. Eventually I became very dependent to warm water, yeah, as in I cannot take a shower in cold water anymore. I actually got sick  a few times after showering in cold water! And I hate it 😦 , it feels like I am a spoiled, have-lots-of-restriction girl. I like to be flexible instead. Like if one day I have to travel to limited access areas I would survive 😆

Thankfully sometimes I found “a way out”. For example when my sleeping time gets so bad, I had to take my mom/dad to the airport early in the morning so I had to be up early and not going back to bed too soon. And when I started to become dependent to hot water shower, I traveled abroad, and felt hot when I came back so I prefered cold water shower instead 😆

However these kinds of “restart buttons” don’t happen everyday like we want them to. We must force ourselves to get out of the unhealthy habits. The key to this restarting is always, always feel open to try something new, get out of your comfort zone. I like to have traveling as the best treatment. Even though traveling seems like just wasting time and money, somehow traveling takes yourself to a very strong concious state (?-I mean like you are ready for whatever happens) and feeling new rhythm. Well, it is certainly not that traveling is the only solution. I mean you can always invent your own restart button 😉 Simple things like visiting a friend (And I mean not just on Facebook obviously) will also be great for you. Remember that the bad habits may come back anytime, so we really really need to have the ability to restart a lot often.

Try something new, isn’t that what makes you stay young?

A Box of Poisonous Fume

There is a wooden box,
not too small and not too large,
just the right size to carry around.
The wood is no longer firm,
scrapes are everywhere.

Painted white,
with thin embroidered laces around the edges.

Right in the middle,
a keyhole with golden plate.
That is vintage-style,
dented,
the shape we cannot guess
what kind of key shall open it.

A little girl takes the box
to whatever places she goes,
although she never opens it.

There is probably nothing inside the box,
there isn’t any sound,
no weight but just wood.

Probably there is only damp air,
or just the rusting of the plate,
or the dust of the wood.
It becomes dangerous,
just like poisonous fume.

Not-knowingly,
some emotions,
secrets,
hence trapped inside the box.

The girl must keep it safe.
Not just anyone can find out what is inside.
Nevertheless she, too,
is hurting
because of the state of the box.

She has to find the key soon.

She has to move her secrets somewhere else.

Somewhere safer, to protect herself and her secrets.

Maybe to another box.

Out of the Comfort Zone

Just saying, why aren’t there many athletes who are “native” Indonesians, and so are some other occupations like entrepreneurs. I know most people seeks things like “kemapanan”. From the beginning to now on people tend to follow the system. I am not saying its bad, because they do well in that system. Things are different with people who don’t really follow the system, but they fight hard for it, right from the beginning. They know they have less chance to reach comfort zone by doing so, but this what makes them have extraordinary working spirit. They are willing to take the risk.

In some ways, Indonesia should thank its minority group because they dare to take the out of comfort zone
occupations.

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