Friday, December 5, 2014

Paper Snowflake Tutorial

I am always amazed with snow. May be because until now I can only see it thru pictures. Snowflakes are visualized so beautiful. Many artworks and craft based on this microscopic look of frozen water molecules, and they are all amazing.

I've tried to make a simple paper snow flake, that can be used as a decoration or as accessories in greeting cards. You just need to customize the size.

So this is how we do it. First, take a square paper.


Then fold it in two.


Then fold it back and forward in three, with the help of an arch to define 60 degrees.


Cut the edge.


Then draw a pattern.


Cut carefully. You might need to fold the middle part, depends on your pattern.


Open carefully, and taaadaaaa...!
We have a paper snow flake.


I've made a smaller size, that would be nice to be applied in cards. Try make yours and share how you do!


Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Motivation, Persistence, Achievement.

My father has raised me as a sport lover. He taught me badminton, pingpong. He brought me to a habit of ‘no day without working out’. He played tennis three times a week. We had jump rope and dumbbells. Simple useful things.
As I grew up, moved to other city and built a family, I started to do aerobic exercises as a routine. It is fun and full of benefits, for my cardio, for my fitness. Now as I am aging, I need to lower the intensity of jumping. So I turned to yoga.
Being a yoga beginner, I don’t only come to classes. I open my eyes wider through internet. I search webs. And one interesting thing I found is the yoga community on Instagram.
There I found, and then follow, many yoga experts and beginners. There are so many things to share and learn.
One interesting thing I noticed is that most of the ig-yogis/yoginis post their best pictures in best pose. Including me (though I know my best is still not good enough). I think that is normal. We always want people to see good sides of us, and tend to hide the bad parts. Sometimes we just don’t realize that we don’t only learn from good things, but bad things as well.
I see that in yoga teachers instagram accounts, they post best pose, acrobatic, and often beyond my imagination. How could they have such strength and flexibility? They always come with motivating words. One said it took years before she came to her ability now, to do incredible folds and handstands and twists and more. But I only see the best part where they do things perfectly. They share tips but even tips look too complex to do.
Then I found Doodi @sister_yoga, a yoga teacher from Abu Dhabi, who continuously shares her daily practice. She is different. When other experts choose to appear elegant and classy, she comes in a casual and often naughty way. I believe some people will think she is also bitchy. But it is fine with me. She is beautiful, she is funny, she is crazy. And with her craziness she made doing yoga really fun and less depressing. Even when she says it is depressing.


She doesn't only show perfect beautiful poses. She sometimes breaks the silence with humorous costumes and captions. And the best part is, she also shares her failures in her daily practices.
Some people may think it is a shame. Or at least funny. Yes, at first I also laughed and thought, ‘this woman is crazy.’ But seriously I think it is more encouraging and motivating than only seeing perfect poses with written tips below. Beginners like me need to see the falls and ups during exercises. I see how Doodi never gives up on the way to succeed doing new difficult asanas, showing persistence, and results don’t come in an abrakadabra. For real. I’m not saying other yogi/yoginis didn't do so. I just couldn't see it. It is easier for me to absorb what I see, than if I have to take time to imagine the hard work they do. Motivations don’t come only in words but also in actions.

Showing people your failures isn't a shame. It is a brave thing to do. This is one of her falls and ups on the way to a jump handstand. I couldn't save the video to post it here so please just check out on her site.
So will I give up and say, ‘This is difficult. I will never be able to do this’ when I have to learn a new higher level asana? No way. Everyone has their own limits. I know I have mine. My biggest struggle  is to keep my spine lengthen and straight (as it is a little rounded). And off course my poor flexibility. Still I have to learn a lot. That yoga is more than body exercises; it is also for soul and mine.
As my teacher said, to always be positive, we are warriors who struggle fighting our own ego. To remind ourselves that yoga isn't a competition with people around us. It is about building our own strength and abilities. It is for own health. For our own goodness.


I am still far behind, I still have a lot more to learn. And I will try to have that motivation and persistence to get to achievements.

Saturday, November 29, 2014

Puncak Tema di Sekolah

Setiap tiga bulan, di sekolah Aik ada acara pentas puncak tema. Semua anak dari kelas kelompok bermain (playgroup) dan kelompok belajar (taman kanak-kanak) ikut ambil bagian tanpa kecuali. Puncak tema kali ini, setiap kelas menampilkan gerak dan lagu. Sebenarnya lebih tepat disebut bergerak mengikuti lagu. Menari dengan iringan lagu anak-anak. 

Tahun lalu, Dek Aik masih belum mau ikut menari. Naik ke panggung harus dituntun, di atas panggung pun duduk, minggir di pojokan. Kali ini pun awalnya dia terlihat malu. Ketika duduk menunggu giliran, dia terus-terusan menutup muka. Namun akhirnya dia maju sendiri ketika tiba giliran kelasnya beraksi di panggung. Dan setelah itu sikap malu-malunya lenyap tak bersisa....



Gerakan tarinya cukup sederhana, sebenarnya. Tapi bagi Aik tetap saja masih sulit untuk diikuti. Jadilah dia lebih banyak diam, hanya sesekali goyang ke sana kemari sebisanya. Lucunya, seusai acara, dia dengan dua orang kakak kelompok belajar banyak bergerak nari-nari sendiri. Kurasa ini tetap ada kaitannya dengan jumlah audiens. Yang terakhir ini penontonnya memang tinggal tiga emaknya yang menunggui tiga anak ini sebosannya :D

Bagaimana pun, buat aku ini istimewa. Mengingat bagaimana sulitnya dia merasa nyaman di tengah kerumunan. Apalagi jadi perhatian. Ada teman Aik yang sama sekali tidak mau ikut menari, bahkan menangis dan nyungsep aja di pangkuan ibunya....

Well done, Dear. Mami love you ��

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Ileus and I (English)


Some time ago I had written, 'Gusti, panjangaken usus kawula.' Lord, extend my intestines. In the Java language, 'long intestines' means patient. People who have long intestines are patient. And that's all I asked, to be patient. I forgot why I asked for additional patience then.

A week later the God grant my plea. I was trained to be patient. And in the true meaning, my intestines were really stretched, straightened from abnormal conditions: twisted.

Various comments came from friends about my situation. Some say I've worked out too much. Others said I did too much twisting and folding in yoga. Hm ... make sense ... NOT!

Mysterious ileus.

"Ileus (Paralytic ileus, adynamic ileus) is a condition where the normal movement of contraction of the intestinal wall temporarily stopped. As a mechanical blockage, ileus intestinal contents also in its way, but rarely ileus caused perforation."

The result of browsing here and there, ileus may be caused by an infection, tumor, severe diarrhea, outside the intestinal abnormalities (eg, renal failure or abnormal electrolyte levels), an underactive thyroid gland. In my case, the intestinal twisted because there are parts of the intestine that should be down, permanently attached to the gut above it and formed a connective tissue. At the point where it occurs, it clogged.

Monday, October 27, 2014

Ileus and I

Beberapa waktu yang lalu aku sempat menulis, 'Gusti, panjangaken usus kawula.' Tuhan, panjangkan ususku. Dalam Bahasa Jawa, dawa ususe artinya sabar. Orang yang panjang ususnya adalah orang yang sabar. Dan memang itu yang kuminta, agar diberi kesabaran. Aku lupa kenapa waktu itu merasa harus minta tambahan kesabaran.


Seminggu kemudian Tuhan kabulkan permohonanku. Aku dilatih untuk bersabar. Dan dalam makna sebenarnya, ususku benar-benar dipanjangkan, diluruskan dari kondisi abnormal: mluntir. 

Macam-macam komentar teman yang kukabari tentang keadaanku. Ada yang bilang aku kebanyakan olah raga. Yang lain bilang aku terlalu banyak melakukan gerakan yoga yang mluntir-mluntir. Hm... make sense... NOT!

Ileus yang Misterius.

"Ileus (Ileus Paralitik, Ileus Adinamik) adalah suatu keadaan dimana pergerakan kontraksi normal dinding usus untuk sementara waktu berhenti. Seperti halnya penyumbatan mekanis, ileus juga menghalangi jalannya isi usus, tetapi ileus jarang menyebabkan perforasi."

Hasil dari browsing sana sini, ileus mungkin disebabkan oleh infeksi, ada tumor, habis diare hebat, kelainan di luar usus (misalnya gagal ginjal atau kadar elektrolit abnormal), kelenjar tiroid kurang aktif. Dalam kasusku sendiri, usus yang mluntir itu terjadi karena ada bagian usus yang mestinya berada di bawah, menempel permanen ke usus di atasnya dan membentuk jaringan ikat. Di titik tempat usus mluntir itu terjadi perlengketan. Di situlah terjadi sumbatan.

Monday, September 8, 2014

Pas Photo

Aik tidak pernah mau diam untuk difoto. Gambar-gambar dia hampir semuanya candid. Untuk beberapa foto rame-rame dia mau ikut, dengan syarat take-nya harus heboh dan meriah. Itu pun dia harus dalam keadaan 'terikat'. Dipangku, dipeluk, atau sekedar dipegang tangannya.

Foto untuk dipasang di buku laporan di tempat Aik 'sekolah' seharusnya sudah dikumpulkan sejak setahun yang lalu. Tapi aku selalu merasa awang-awangen untuk mengajak Aik berfoto di studio. Kutunda-tunda terus. Mau dipasangi foto candid kok ya gimana gitu.

Akhirnya kemarin sore aku niatkan membawa Aik ke studio photo. Sejak awal saat ganti baju, aku jelaskan bahwa Aik akan berfoto. 

Sampai di studio photo Aik tampak senang. Tapi ketika masuk ke ruang pengambilan gambar dia agak mundur. Remang dan sepi. Butuh beberapa saat sebelum akhirnya dia merasa nyaman, ketika menemukan angka '2' yang menjadi tanda nomor ruangan. Lalu dia mulai mencari-cari angka lain. Aku biarkan dia bergerak ke sana kemari.

Aku ajak dia melihat proses pengambilan gambar sebelum dia.

"Nanti Aik foto ya"
"Ya"
"Duduk di kursi itu"
"Ya"
"Lihat lampu besarnya..."

Sebelum pengambilan gambar, aku meminta fotografernya untuk nanti lebih sabar dan telaten. Aik mungkin butuh waktu lebih dan trik khusus agar mau difoto. Aku belum tahu apa...

Saat tiba gilirannya, ternyata Aik tidak mau duduk di kursi foto. Dipegangi pun tidak mau, apalagi duduk sendiri. Fotografernya bilang boleh sambil berdiri. Dia ikut memanggil-manggil Aik dan melucu. Mengambil gambar sejak Aik masih berontak (dan emaknya masuk frame sepotong-sepotong), sampai akhirnya Aik mulai tenang, mau tersenyum. 


Ganteng kan? ^^

Sunday, August 31, 2014

Got That Sewing Addiction Back

I loved crafting since I was little. In junior high school, I got sewing lesson. I liked the subject. My father, who was able to sew, supported me by teaching me how to use a sewing machine.

So I started to sew everything. I made dolls. Purses. Bags. Then I had more things to sell besides greeting cards I made with water color painting.

It's been years since the last time I sewed. The sewing machine my mother gave me was out of order. The thread kept tangling, and I got frustrated. 

Later I sold the machine and bought a portable one. I tried to make some dresses but not succeeded (yet). I failed at the armpit curves. I decided to sew something more simple, something with less cutting and curves. Bed sheets and pillow covers. And suddenly I wanted to do that again: bags.

So, with some bed sheets fabric left over, I started to make one. At the beginning it was a little hard to concentrate and keep working in the right steps. I skipped one step once and had to dismantle some stitches to start over again.



And there it goes. I'm glad Ibit loves it.