vicky ariyanti

woman in career

2012-01-31T09:20:00.003+01:00

Every time a woman starts to create her own opportunity by pursuing study, her life soon to be in the brink of choices between career and family. Or might I say, every second that she spends on having to deal with day to day activities will be jumbled with office stuff.

It is of course complex, she needs to think in 3 or more different themes in one go. But, she sometimes does not realize that these ability will also get her brain to think 9 times faster than she usually would and really help her own capacity to develop better experiences and even get smarter. Branches of aspects on different scales in life come together, yet she maintains to struggle and finishes those themes.

Now it's her choice to relax or taking these all in one hand; but trust me, she feels desperate at times to satisfy all the demands of her career life, love life, family life, and need an escape time from all her errands... Does she deserve it.

All I'm saying is, expect a woman to be an imperfect example in career and family life, but believe me, your woman is trying very hard to be one. So, when you see her depressed or tired, let her self succumbed in her own ways and take her time to be her self again.

Written at the end of a working day and wishing my life would be not too far from my expectations...

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2011-09-27T01:56:00.000+02:00

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The world on your finger's touch

2011-09-09T16:01:00.000+02:00

This was the day when you start to touch your surrounding, that day our heart melted and warmth crawled inside our body. To hear you laugh and see your smile, our dearest baby.. Your touch on grass, on the fluffy rabbit has landed softly in our love.
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coming home: is a start!

2011-05-12T12:12:00.000+02:00

dear ones....
when i was by my self, during my study and adventurous years coming home was a night mare
to be honest, i was afraid of doing so.
it took more courage to stay in one place for me than it is to move around

it hits me now, that i took all my courage and coming home
it was a journey of no regrets
it is nice to be able to hold your loved ones
to be able to call a place hometown
to drive 'home' each end of the day

welcome to family life...
home is where my heart is...

another sanctuary

2009-08-25T16:36:00.007+02:00

as the months passed by each year, as moslem we cellebrate the holly month of ramadhan. this year is very special to me, since i have been away from my hometown and family after 4 years. sure it's not that long when you think of my 28 years of life, but here i am savoring the joy of my hometown, jogja.

being indulged by its ambience, the air, sunshine, activities, architecture, everything that surrounds me. hearing the prayers calling time after time, visiting ancient mosques, dancing again with live gamelan music, feel the fresh cool water of the sea, bath on summer sunlit patio of the old city, the wonderous feeling of closeness from relatives and friends...

you know how it feels to be finally founding your feet on the grown? it feels so relaxing... it's almost feels heavenly. there's no longer the denial of my root, all the happenings, there they are... i am facing the most invirogating moments and am thankfull for His tender love and care.

i am still in the path of searching, but if this type of moments could often happened, i won't feel that i am wasting my life, because it's so fulfilling. yes, i am still the traveler of life who's calling to the half of soul is still not yet completed. who knows who that other soul is, or where its position on the planet. so, i pray to God, that may the day will come hither, smooth and easy... just like the cool summer night breeze...

journey

2009-08-15T05:53:00.005+02:00

It has been a while since the last time I wrote about feelings. You know when you feel that there's hope, but you couldn't reach out? The feeling that there is an offshore for your journey that you almost found? Or the feeling of wanting but not wanting at the same time?

Well it has occured to me, that we can strive for the better in life, but we could also find our wrong doings and foolishness in love and life. According to many proverbs, in all different languages, "it is dumb to fall on the same mistake all over again."

Well... here's the shock, it is not true. When the rest of the norms saying that what you did was right, accept that one mere foolishness, then it is just a foolishness.. It is rightful to be stupid at some points of our life, because then we learn, again and again. That is what life is, a journey...

Life requires more courage than death, and as a warrior of light (taken from Coelho) we always find courage when we believe. Even prayers succeeded because we believe in what we ask for. Believing is a very wonderful state of mind. We all know, just like the end of the rainbow, there's always hope in life, and we should be thankful for it. Have a wonderfull life...

great team

2009-08-12T18:13:00.002+02:00

Many people thinks that when it comes to teaming up, they will try to find commonalities or similiarities to lessen conflicts and also hoping they will understand better. The realities are not the same though, greatest teams usually being consist of variations of people. Why so?

With the differences, we are able to use approaches and also strategies of finding solutions to a problem in a richer complexities. Off course the down side would be when these differences are being brought together only as blockades.

For example:
When a partner who is very creative, yet not well organized; the other partner whose ability is to organize your things would be beneficial, even if somes time this oganized person might iritate his or her partner for their (try to be) perfect plannings.

Or when a partner is downright serious, the other is delightfully funny, they contribute to different approaches to a problem and their solution would create the most uncommon yet effective solutions because it was thought from 2 point of views.

So don't hesitate, embrance your differences and make them strong points of your team.

reminders

2009-08-02T17:02:00.008+02:00

revelations... well.. to be exact, reminders...

after years of finding and adventours,

we are all alert of bad signs, but we are seldom alert of good signs, why so?

human minds tend to record sad memories longer than happy ones, seeing so, no wonder wounds in soul recover very slow...

at the paces we encounter the final one, and we are forgeting the bless of loving...

sliding away in tears and misunderstanding. what went wrong?

nothing

what actually happened there and then were series of happenings in usual order

we get used to them and if things are sometimes disordered, we blame each other.

it is so... that we are afraid of changes

people are saying that you fall in love several times in life...

they do not tell you one thing; you fall for the same person

yes, you... you know who you are, sometimes you just don't want to acknowledge.

and we are blessed to have love and be loved of who we are

communication realities

2009-07-12T07:36:00.004+02:00

when we comence a talk with another person, right then and there are actually at least 4 'perspectives':

1. the person A,

2. the person B,

3. the way A thinks of who B is, and

4. the way B thinks of who A is.

so in this way, no wonder misunderstanding happens all the time. words have limited our expressions into mere alphabets in rows... what trully a communication is when we meet the person and experiencing the moment between two souls, the moment of letting words diminished. between our loved ones, those moments existed very often, whether we let it or not.

words... they have limited our means of communication in every way, yet they also have let me brought my thoughts to you without being there. i thank them [words] for that, but also choosing them would be wise, since perceptions in people's thought are something out of our control. there should be a dictionary of perceptions for those who are really close to you.

some words are just bland and others created catastrophy.

what i am trying to imply is :
the importance of a meeting is always top priority.

simple

2009-05-31T20:23:00.004+02:00

It's been already more than 6 months. Time has really fly... I am now officially tired of living in a metropolitan. The time people consume to move around... The lines in everything you are waiting for... No quality time we could spend with our beloved ones. I still can't figure out why and how people could really survive this place. And the urge to move fast and even faster! I am spinned on my toes, but still couldn't manage to out run the time!

And click clock... goes my time...

I used to have time walking by a river, taking pictures and even play with unfamiliar kids around my neighbourhood. All of these qualities are gone from my life. I miss my own relaxing time, working on my writings or simply finishing my reading with a cup of hot vanilla latte accompanying me.

I miss my time doing dances, especially javanese dances. All those relaxing movements, taking deep breaths coming to my senses of all that is created surrounding us. Don't we all need that?

In my simple life, I was no one and I am not special; having responsibilities to my self and others, but somehow still maintain a good life, according to a more humanised standards. There we could chat on simple things, on life and smiles. Having all the time in the world with no forces trying to rip us from our essential life. No fanciness, no superfluous things, nothing but who I really am. Being a simple girl is happier than trying to fit a frame in minds.

In the process of departing, but trying to keep our feet to the ground, remind us that life in a simple mind is always there...

Gifts

2009-04-21T19:03:00.004+02:00

We are but unsatisfied little creature who venture the world endlessly, untiringly, and not before long at a stop we realize that life has already moved from a very long time ago. We are but breathless, while it seems we never reached the point of 'enough'.

We simply put it as, hopes, dreams, wishes...
Off course there is danger of not having one, but it is more dangerous of having too many. At this stage of life, restless may we have been, we haven't really learn as much. Through the courses of darkness and light, hitherto we emerged.

Humans are as weak as a thin sheet of paper, just one cut of blade will injure the person for weeks, months even years, or left collateral damage that couldn't be fixed. What should one do when this all happens?

Accept...
Don't run away, don't look back, don't find escape goats.
We did wrong doings and therefore we all need salvation in life.
Forgive our selves first and forgive others, serenely we are all but humans...

Gifts in form of families, friends, carrier, even some thing as simple as a single take of breath
We need to be thankful of what they are and even if it is hard some times,
let go... just let it be... and learn from your mistakes... not taking a fool going the same way again.

Life is just a simple thing when you regard it as simple.
So stay as simple, reach no further... And happiness will come our ways...

Memoir of Falling Leaves

2008-10-22T02:10:00.010+02:00

When the moon has risen up above and the night chill is getting colder, those are the moments that I will miss when I go back home. All the trees are turning into different colors now. Just as certain as the time, changes are also on the go. Unleashing all that feared and uncertainty: the future.

That day, I went with my colleagues and friends from the University to this place: Hohenschwangau, literary translated to the High Swan. It was a place south of Germany, and there we could see the mountainous Alps. This magnificent view is so breath-taking that I needed some time to stop and just admired the beauty.

On the end of a page, no one will know whether the next pages are going to be as good. We must strive as a human with a mind and soul that whenever time is ripe, the beauty from with in will penetrate. Only the Owner of this universe could tell when and what things will be happening. As human and all other creatures subdued to Its power.

So that is also the way that the trees in Autumn had fallen. We are but creatures of the Almighty, who are always striving, but misunderstanding is unavoidable and mistakes always happened. Just as the leaves on the trees are slowly dying, it awaits for the Spring time when it is again the time to live. That is how I feel right now, that Spring time will come and home is always and had been there through all of this time waiting and missing me.

Feengrotten, Saalfeld

2008-08-14T17:33:00.000+02:00

The place of Fairies... That's how it is termed in English. We went there on a weekend. The place is a tunnel in a mountain that was used to be a steel mine. The minerals that was held by the stones, have carved their beautiful colors.

It situated not too far from Weimar, it took us 20 minutes with the train, but we needed to change train, and the walk from the train station to the place was quite long. But.. it worthes the quest.

As soon as we were inside the cool air purified our lungs and began to clarify our mind. It lifted our worries when we first enter its gate. This cave had reminded me of a place called Gua Gong in Pacitan, East Java. Of course as I remembered it, it was still very pretty a wonderful sight to be kept in one's memory.

These were the only two pictures I could have got to be successfully taken with the dim light. But, it manages somehow to reflect the serenity it holds. It is indeed like you were sent to the land of the fairies... It was a sensational show with the light and music as well. I can imagine why there are couples wanted to vow their eternal bond using this sight as the background.

lilac sky

2008-08-11T22:44:00.000+02:00

May be things not to be said needs to be left unsaid, but love is not that way. I could never control of what I or you would say nor do, a thing I should learn to remember. The weird thing is, I seem to forget this. When I feel vulnerable, there are moments that I want to get out of this life and soul being someone else, and that unfortunately can not be done. I do have a moral note on my self, how I detached my being from time to time. Where did that go?

Nevertheless, I did made my life to be capsuled in a wonderland and trying so hard to keep it there. As long as I want it to... But once words come out, there are no ways to take them back. And I feel restless. It seems that I have had make mistakes, too many that I could not count. Yet, my world seems to be fine. Shaking a bit, but back on track.

Why would I be so nervous? I know it is normal to feel edgy about uncertainty of one's fate, but I am really stressful these few days. Having people around would made them my enemies. May be I just want my piece of warm kind words and encouraging smiles from around, but since I am alone, no one could give me these attentions. I feel lost, lonely and unhappy.

I've told about how the sky reflects one heart, yesterday it did to mine. Deep down I felt nervous, as I know sky change color as human's heart could. Even if I put on smiles, I wish there's someone who could understand how miserable I feel under this lilac sky. And warm my nights with words and calmness, so I could sleep tonight, peacefully...

little white flowers

2008-08-07T17:21:00.000+02:00

I met this little fellow in the supermarket while buying groceries. They were sweet little flowers and very charming indeed. What was wrong was probably the background of the roller cash machine behind them. So, I bought them and place them near by my bedside. I hope I will bring luck to them as I feel they were giving me.

They are called alpine flowers; I am not so sure of the name though. I found a page showing them, it was Mount Washington's so I picked it.

Well, they have a new home now, with me. I hope they'll last until the end of my time in Weimar. Welcome home my new friends, I hope you'll enjoy my room as much as I do. Look at them, don't they look pretty and innocent? I wish I could see them in the wild at least once in my life time.

my window's scene

2008-08-04T19:52:00.000+02:00

Better be envy....
this is the scenary from my 9th floor room.

Such a blessing to be here; Weimar.
I do not tend to stay too long this time, but I promise to come here again in the future to enjoy this town.

Pretty isn't it?
With all the glorious green combined with local German architecture, it is of no surprise many cultural related things exploded from this place.

It is the craddle of Bauhaus, the main reason I came to study in Germany. It was the beloved town of Goethe and Schiller. Yellow coloured houses are so abundant in this town, I figured that was probably the favorite colours of those two poets.

My self? I stick to white. Black would be my second favorite colour. And guess what.... I'm in love all these different colours all in one. My favorite spot in this town would be my own room, Bauhaus library, Bauhaus cafe, Divan the dönner place, and most of all my old Grandpa Willow tree. I called it that way because I like that place a lot. Eventhough I seldom sat under its shades these days. Too busy with my writing...

Well anyway... don't you just love to see such a scene whenever you open your eyes? I would, that's how I fell in love with Weimar.

Balli, still the paradise island

2008-07-09T21:35:00.000+02:00

bologna at night

2008-06-29T17:45:00.000+02:00

Well, there's not much to say about this entry, I merely open up an old folder, in which I was stunned by the beauty of this picture. Behind alleys and small piazzas, wandering in a warm night in the summer especially in Italy is like a light show. The sense of security though is not very good, so be prepared to go out with a friend or two.

My Junction, My World, My Welcome

2008-06-28T16:52:00.000+02:00

As the turn of century failed to survive with the still up coming rise of global warming, or sustainability issues lacking its meaning day by day. My love to architecture and cities have made me travel around, I haven't got even 30% of the whole surface, yet it fascinates me how different live is in different part of the world.

And from what I've seen so far, there are so much good souls that have been helping me through out happiness and miseries. I began to treasure my journeys as endless monument in my life. And I am sure, I will always on the move, therefore a blog will be a tool of communication to let my dearest friends and relatives to know how I am doing and where I am on the surface of the Earth...

I welcome you all, my fellow travelers...