Malas Berkomunikasi
Morse’s first wife, Lucretia, died suddenly at the young age of twenty-five on February 7, 1825. Morse was away in Washington, D.C., taking up a commission to paint the Marquis de Lafayette’s portrait. His father sent a letter with the sad news, but Morse did not receive it for several days. Unaware of his wife’s death two days before, he wrote this letter to her about the election of John Quincy Adams as president and his first meeting with Lafayette. By the time he returned home to New Haven, several days had passed since her burial. It would be nearly two decades before Morse would invent a device that could send such news immediately.
Sekarang ini komunikasi sudah mudah sekali dilakukan, tinggal angkat telepon atau connect ke internet. Tapi, sering sekali rasanya kita menunda-nunda komunikasi dengan orang-orang terdekat kita, khususnya saudara-saudara dan orang tua kita. Sering sekali rasanya berpikir, “Ah, lain kali aja deh, tinggal angkat telpon ini”. Akibatnya ngga terasa bisa sudah berminggu-minggu ngga kontak dengan keluarga.
Dulu, Morse mau terus berkomunikasi dengan istrinya meski komunikasi pada zamannya masih makan waktu yang lama. Sekarang, komunikasi sudah gampang dan cepat, kenapa kita malah jadi malas berkomunikasi ya? Atau mungkin lebih tepatnya kenapa kita jadi suka menunda berkomunikasi?
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The Paradox of Our Time
The paradox of our time in history is that
we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints.
We spend more, but have less; we buy more, but enjoy less.
We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time.
We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.
We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.
We’ve learned how to make a living, but not a life.
We’ve added years to life not life to years.
We’ve been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor.
We conquered outer space but not inner space.
We’ve done larger things, but not better things.
We’ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul.
We’ve conquered the atom, but not our prejudice.
We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less.
We’ve learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes.
These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill.
It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom.
A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and
a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete.
Remember, spend some time with your loved ones,
because they are not going to be around forever.
Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe,
because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.
Remember to give a warm hug to the one next to you
because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn’t cost a cent.
Remember, to say, “I love you” to your partner and your loved ones,
but most of all mean it.
A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.
Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment
for someday that person will not be there again.
Give time to love,
give time to speak
and give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.
Note: This poem was often credited to George Carlin, but it is actually written by a minister, author, and former pastor of Overlake Christian Church in Redmond, Washington. His name is Dr Moorehead. (Source: truthorfiction)
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Puisi Seno Gumira Ajidarma
Sebenarnya gadis itu tahu pasti mengapa kabut
di sekitar lampu-lampu jembatan, berpendar bila ia
berjalan di dekatnya.
Namun semua ini tak mampu menahannya untuk
melamun saja berjam-jam memandang sungai. Sementara
kericik air menampar rumput basah di tepian lama
bergolak dari dasarnya.
“Mengapa kita harus hidup?”
Sebaiknya pertanyaan itu kau simpan di rumah
saja.
Yogya 1976
(via senogumiraajidarma)
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Unique
Always remember that you’re unique
Unequalled, uncommon, c’est magnifique
One of a kind quite, special and rare
Singular, original, not one of a pair
Special, the exceptional you embody
You’re really unique, just like everybody
By: Paul Curtis
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Fat is Not A Fairy Tale
I am thinking of a fairy tale,
Cinder Elephant,
Sleeping Tubby,
Snow Weight,
where the princess is not
anorexic, wasp-waisted,
flinging herself down the stairs.
I am thinking of a fairy tale,
Hansel and Great,
Repoundsel,
Bounty and the Beast,
where the beauty
has a pillowed breast,
and fingers plump as sausage.
I am thinking of a fairy tale
that is not yet written,
for a teller not yet born,
for a listener not yet conceived,
for a world not yet won,
where everything round is good:
the sun, wheels, cookies, and the princess.
By: Jane Yolen
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Kalau dua-duanya doyan musik,
berarti ada gejala bisa langgeng…
Kalau sama-sama suka sop buntut
berarti masa depan cerah…(That simple?….. …)
Berbeda dengan sepasang sandal yang hanya punya aspek kiri dan kanan,
menikah adalah persatuan dua manusia, pria dan wanita.
Dari anatomi saja sudah tidak sebangun, apalagi urusan jiwa dan hatinya.
Kecocokan, minat dan latar belakang keluarga bukan jaminan segalanya akan lancar..
Lalu apa?
MENIKAH adalah proses pendewasaan. Dan untuk memasukinya diperlukan
pelaku yang kuat dan berani. Berani menghadapi masalah yang akan terjadi
dan punya kekuatan untuk menemukan jalan keluarnya.
Kedengarannya sih indah, tapi kenyataannya?
Harus ada ‘Komunikasi Dua Arah’,
‘ Ada kerelaan mendengar kritik’,
‘ Ada keikhlasan meminta maaf’,
‘ Ada ketulusan melupakan kesalahan’
dan ‘Keberanian untuk mengemukakan pendapat’.
Sekali lagi MENIKAH bukanlah upacara yang diramaikan gending cinta,
bukan rancangan gaun pengantin ala cinderella, apalagi rangkaian mobil undangan yang memacetkan jalan.
MENIKAH adalah berani memutuskan untuk berlabuh, ketika ribuan kapal pesiar yang gemerlap memanggil-manggil.
MENIKAH adalah proses penggabungan dua orang berkepala batu dalam satu
ruangan di mana kemesraan, ciuman, dan pelukan yang berkepanjangan hanyalah bunga.
Masalahnya bukanlah menikah dengan anak siapa, yang hartanya berapa,
bukanlah rangkaian bunga mawar yang jumlahnya ratusan, bukanlah perencanaan berbulan-bulan yang akhirnya membuat keluarga saling tersinggung, apalagi kegemaran minum kopi yang sama…
MENIKAH bukan didasari atas kesucian diri, tapi kesucian hati. Apalah artinya MENIKAH apabila tidak suci hati. Diri yang kotor dapat mudah diperbaiki, namun hati yang kotor tak mudah diperbaiki.
MENIKAH adalah proses pengenalan diri sendiri maupun pasangan anda.
Tanpa mengenali diri sendiri, bagaimana anda bisa memahami orang lain…?? Tanpa bisa memperhatikan diri sendiri, bagaimana anda bisa memperhatikan pasangan hidup…??
MENIKAH sangat membutuhkan keberanian tingkat tinggi, toleransi sedalam samudra, serta jiwa besar untuk ‘Menerima’ dan ‘Memaafkan’.
Dengan kata lain, MENIKAH merupakan penggabungan dua bagian yang saling berbeda untuk dicari kecocokannya, bagaikan mur dan baut, bukan persamaan yang dangkal, bukan pula persamaan yang terlihat indah di mata. Perbedaan harus dicari kecocokan bukan persamaan. Perpisahaan dengan alasan perbedaan adalah alasan yang naif, dan dibuat-buat.
Oleh Suzianty Herawati di METAMORPHE@yahoogroups.com
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