Blogging to me was supposed to be as natural as gravity. It is an extension of what fascinates me as a child: writing a diary. I have a big box full of diaries since my childhood until college days. When I put pen to my diary, I never thought it through. It was a direct expression of what’s going on inside me: stories and memories, future thoughts and curiosities. What I wrote was purely scribbly, with occasional repetitive themes such as chronicling the growth of mung beans, burst of splendid emotions, and unspoken confidentialities. In high school, I was introduced into blogging by reading other blogs and instantly started my own.
Lately, more than a decade after my first post, I was tempted to create a niche, “stand-out” blog with particular “useful” themes, moving away from the “flavor” of a personality that once defined what blogging was all about. I failed gloriously. On a regular basis, I consistently enjoy reading blogs to know people, thus have an urge that my writing should let people have a glimpse into me, too. It’s a kind of subtle gift-sharing reciprocity that makes blogging special, containing constellation of obsession, contemplation, revelation. I believe there is an art in personal blogging, the art of exposing pieces and particles of the blogger as a brave, creative, sincere and meaningful act to connect with others.
This blog is my attempt on playing along and joining the wider community of personal bloggers. I intend to mainly utilize this blog as an outlet to challenge my own fear and articulate it into writing. It is not easy, I know. What matter most is taking risk. It’s terrifying and hard enough to loosen up and just put it out there. I don’t mind if nobody read it, though I could imagine how encouraging it would be to go hand in hand among those who have, or at least tried, to conquer their own self-sabotage in speaking out. At the end of the day, I know this practice would transform me, and to be brought into the unknown is what I’m after.
As you see on the menu down at the sidebar, I write about life, my happy place (a new weekly feature), books. “Writing” is a category of posts that are most memorable to me because to write them I needed to shed my fear and spoke from where the hurts beat. I hope you enjoy.
Currently, I moved to Western Australia to be a happy-go-lucky and a curious mind. Looking forward to see you!
PS: I am from the world’s largest tropical archipelago who can’t have enough of coconut water. Wouldn’t mind to know more about you!
Photo credit: Darmanto, Tanah Lot Bali, December 2013