After asking a friend for a reference to a good custom blogger template website, I took a moment to scour the large gallery and eventually selected the template you're seeing today. I never previously cared about my blog's presentation, but I've recently been applying greater pressure upon myself to write more frequently. Publicly or privately, it really doesn't matter. I just want to write more. With such an endless array of thoughts constantly brewing around in my head, I'm desperately seeking more channels to extract them out. As people often say, better out than in, right?
I've seldom used my public blog since its inception, but I'm now seriously considering it as a potential outlet. This wasn't going to be easy though, and I needed all the help and motivation I could find. One idea was simple aesthetics. Though very subtle, I somehow realized that having an attractive site to display one's own content actually does motivate one to push out new content. The concept is a bit fascinating which reminded me again how important and relevant the art behind presentation remains in our lives. There's no denying it. My mobile blog was definitely an influence here.
I was browsing through my blog entries, and I discovered this entry saved as a draft dating way back to 10/27/2005. I instantly thought, "How typical of me to start a task and leave it unfinished.". It served as a reminder to myshortcomings and inability to complete projects, goals, and ideas I've started. Nevertheless, here it is:
Five Habits of Mine
Tagged By: Steve, Amy W.
- "H2O" I drink a cup of water, sometimes two, every morning.
- "Dancing (more mentally than physically)" - everywhere... in elevators, at work, in class, subway platforms, bathrooms, retail stores, dressing rooms, you get the idea.
- "Smelling Fetish" - I have an extremely curious nose with a natural born instinct to smell just about anything. I guess I can relate with dogs and cats.
- "Food Compartmentalization" - Mashed potatoes, steak, veggies, rice, kimchi, etc. are kept separated from each other. Touching is ok as long as each item has its own space. Naturally, as I eat, the space between compartments increases. Ideally, my very last bite will reveal a clean plate.
Let's hope I never have anything in the "Drafts" folder for this long ever again.
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A recent book I read theorized personal growth as occurring the moment one realizes their fixed ideas, beliefs, and conclusions about the world become too far fallen from the current truth and no longer applies. One's entire ideology of the world begins to crumble piece by piece until one is eventually forced to reconstruct it by gathering new information about the changed world they now live in. This process of reconstruction is painfully uncomfortable since you've essentially lost a grip on what you once acknowledged as reality. You once understood the world you're living in, but now you don't anymore. This is the moment when personal growth is achieved. Take a look at human muscles as an example. At the gym, we lift weights and exercise to tear them apart, ultimately forcing them to reconstruct themselves with bigger and stronger ones.
There is always growth after pain. When you've finished reconstructing your perceptions of the world, your understanding is not only restored but expanded as well. I guess they call this wisdom. Comfort, confidence, feelings of content and knowledge are restored. Meanwhile, the world around you continues to evolve every single day. Eventually, it'll once again evolve into a place you no longer understand, thereby initiating another episode of personal growth. The walls come crashing down again, and you're forced to reconstruct yourself thus perpetuating the endless cycle.
I admit. Life has been tougher to live and understand these days. I'm definitely in a reconstruction phase which at least means I am growing. Many realizations I've learned about myself have changed. What I thought were the roots of my personality no longer appear to be valid, and I'm getting closer to uncovering the truths behind it. My understanding of the relevance between good and bad, right versus wrong, have completely changed. The things I thought were true about this world no longer seem to apply. I'm researching, reflecting, and rebuilding. Life is challenging right now, but I know it's meant to be. Within this truth do I find Solace.
