FEBRUARY ( Reflection )
Temperature has dropped steady during this month. One morning I woke up seeing the houses and roads wearing a thick blanket of snow that built up quietly from the night before, first full snow of the year.
Grown up in a tropical city, it is hard to resist the feeling of excitement seeing everything turning white instantly. I woke up unrolling the blinds, standing by the window watching the snow falling for awhile.
I can easily relate how kids would wake up on the Christmas day, running up to the Christmas tree as soon as they wake up to find what Santa has dropped off for them for being a good kid for the year.
I am really bad at thinking on my feet. I like things to be organized, and I usually expect thing to go as I planned or at least within the scenarios that I would expect. Though I guess emotions can easily get exaggerated by it being unexpected and hidden; in a good way. Maybe it is a secret formula to equal a bigger happiness.
Grown up in a tropical city, it is hard to resist the feeling of excitement seeing everything turning white instantly. I woke up unrolling the blinds, standing by the window watching the snow falling for awhile.
I can easily relate how kids would wake up on the Christmas day, running up to the Christmas tree as soon as they wake up to find what Santa has dropped off for them for being a good kid for the year.
I am really bad at thinking on my feet. I like things to be organized, and I usually expect thing to go as I planned or at least within the scenarios that I would expect. Though I guess emotions can easily get exaggerated by it being unexpected and hidden; in a good way. Maybe it is a secret formula to equal a bigger happiness.
01 ACT OF EXPRESSING
Whenever I look back in terms of how I react to things, I wish I were more expressive. I wish I was less cautious but more experimental in terms of communicating my thoughts and feelings. Maybe this is who I am, but I always think that sometimes, things are much more appreciated by others if it was expressed in a different way compare to how I would normally respond. I wish I could be more flexible knowing when to bring out my courage to speak up my expression and be able to organize my thoughts and feelings better.
02 ORGANISATION
My job involves creativity. Though most of the time, I am organizing and tidying things. This is not only for to my personal anxiety of them being messy, but I take this as part of the design thinking process. Sometimes I get a spark of an idea while organizing, and sometimes, at the end of its process, it leads me to a new fresh idea.
I confess that when I was a kid, I sometimes get scolded for being messy and for not putting back things after use. But I can confidently say that I knew exactly where things are when I needed them – which I assume that’s why my parents did not get too serious about my untidiness.
I think its has been only last past few years, that I am able to feel peaceful when things are in order and curated in some manner.
I used to see beauty as effortless, though now I am able to see one’s thoughts and details behind its beauty.
03 GENEROSITY
Growing up, I do not carry any strong memory of scarcity or lack of love from my family and friends around me. Not saying that my family was prosperous or had privilege to enjoy more than what we need. I grew up in a rather modest family. My parents both worked hard and fully enjoy what we owned, and gave so much love that they could have to us.
Though looking back, I did not have much opportunity for me to multiply the generosity that I received or to share. I slowly became rather self-focused and wanting to own things to myself. Maybe it was the ‘one-way’ relationship that I experienced often with friends around me during my early 20’s.
But now I know it is not the best both for others and myself and I am slowly learning how to transfer my genuine generosity that I am proud of.
Whenever I look back in terms of how I react to things, I wish I were more expressive. I wish I was less cautious but more experimental in terms of communicating my thoughts and feelings. Maybe this is who I am, but I always think that sometimes, things are much more appreciated by others if it was expressed in a different way compare to how I would normally respond. I wish I could be more flexible knowing when to bring out my courage to speak up my expression and be able to organize my thoughts and feelings better.
02 ORGANISATION
My job involves creativity. Though most of the time, I am organizing and tidying things. This is not only for to my personal anxiety of them being messy, but I take this as part of the design thinking process. Sometimes I get a spark of an idea while organizing, and sometimes, at the end of its process, it leads me to a new fresh idea.
I confess that when I was a kid, I sometimes get scolded for being messy and for not putting back things after use. But I can confidently say that I knew exactly where things are when I needed them – which I assume that’s why my parents did not get too serious about my untidiness.
I think its has been only last past few years, that I am able to feel peaceful when things are in order and curated in some manner.
I used to see beauty as effortless, though now I am able to see one’s thoughts and details behind its beauty.
03 GENEROSITY
Growing up, I do not carry any strong memory of scarcity or lack of love from my family and friends around me. Not saying that my family was prosperous or had privilege to enjoy more than what we need. I grew up in a rather modest family. My parents both worked hard and fully enjoy what we owned, and gave so much love that they could have to us.
Though looking back, I did not have much opportunity for me to multiply the generosity that I received or to share. I slowly became rather self-focused and wanting to own things to myself. Maybe it was the ‘one-way’ relationship that I experienced often with friends around me during my early 20’s.
But now I know it is not the best both for others and myself and I am slowly learning how to transfer my genuine generosity that I am proud of.
PHOTOS ( with Leica D-Lux Typ109 )
1 While walking around the neighbourhood
2 Cutest snowman we found
3 Rare sunny bedroom
4 Finishing my first hand knitted socks
5 Finishing my first hand knitted socks
2 Cutest snowman we found
3 Rare sunny bedroom
4 Finishing my first hand knitted socks
5 Finishing my first hand knitted socks
FEBRUARY ( Inspirations )
