Cara Menetapkan Hidup

"Without goals, and plans to reach them, you are
like a ship that sail with no destination" --  Fritzhugh Dodson

Itulah perumpamaan bagi orang yang tidak punya tujuan dalam hidupnya.
Banyak orang melakoni perannya, tapi tidak tahu arah hidup yang ingin ditujunya. Mereka-reka hidup adalah apa yang kemudian dilakukannya.

Bila sesuatu hal buruk terjadi, mereka akan berdalih nasib tak berpihak padanya. Tidak jarang seseorang baru menyadari tujuan hidupnya pada usia tua. Sangat disayangkan memang.

Seringkali orang tidak berani melakukan perubahan dalam hidupnya. Dia hanya menunggu, dan menunggu adanya perubahan tersebut... hingga akhirnya tujuan hidupnya tidak tercapai!

Sebenarnya, tidak masalah jika kita harus mengubah tujuan hidup beberapa kali. Hal yg terpenting adalah setiap saat kita mempunyai tujuan hidup yang ingin dicapai. Setidaknya kita tahu ke mana kita akan berjalan dan strategi apa yang harus diambil.

4 Cara Yang Bisa anda Pakai Untuk Menetapkan Tujuan Hidup:

1. Apa sebenarnya keinginan anda?

    Tanyakan pada hati nurani, apa sebenarnya
    keinginan Dina untuk beberapa tahun ke depan?

    Tidak ada salahnya anda bermimpi. anda
    tidak perlu malu mengakuinya, lagipula, tokh tidak
    ada biaya yang harus anda keluarkan untuk
    sekedar bermimpi. ;-)

2. Kumpulkan informasi.

    Dengan mengumpulkan informasi, anda
    bisa lebih mudah mencapai tujuan yang diinginkan.

    Jika ada orang lain yang sudah berhasil melakukan
    yang anda inginkan, belajarlah dari mereka.
    Lakukan apa yang mereka kerjakan!

3. Jangan diam.

    Lakukan sesuatu dan secara terus menerus yang akan
    membawa anda pada impian hidup yang diinginkan!

4. Tingkatkan kemampuan

    Jika ada cara yang anda lakukan terbukti efektif
    dan mendekatkan pada tujuan yang ingin dicapai,
    maka alangkah baiknya jika anda berusaha untuk
    meningkatkan kemampuan dan menambah kecepatan
    kinerja agar tujuan hidup anda lebih cepat tercapai.

Jika keempat hal di atas anda lakukan secara terus menerus tanpa lelah dan bosan, anda mungkin akan mendapatkan tujuan hidup yang diinginkan.

Anda ibaratnya adalah seorang 'pemahat' atas gambaran kehidupan anda sendiri. Dan seorang pemahat yang baik akan selalu memiliki 'planning' terlebih dahulu untuk mendapatkan hasil yang terbaik.

Dalam hal ini, anda pun hanya bisa sebesar dan sebahagia sebagaimana tujuan yang telah anda tentukan. Oleh sebab itu, pahatlah diri anda sebaik-baiknya!



source: Anne Ahira

BINNORIE - a tale by joseph jacobs.

Once upon a time there were two king’s daughters lived in a bower near the bonny mill-dams of Binnorie. And Sir William came wooing the eldest and won her love and plighted troth with glove and with ring. But after a time he looked upon the youngest, with her cherry cheeks and golden hair, and his love grew towards her till he cared no longer for the eldest one. So she hated her sister for taking away Sir William’s love, and day by day her hate grew upon her, and she plotted and she planned how to get rid of her.
So one fine morning, fair and clear, she said to her sister, “Let us go and see our father’s boats come in at the bonny mill-stream of Binnorie.” So they went there hand in hand. And when they got to the river’s bank the youngest got upon a stone to watch for the coming of the boats. And her sister, coming behind her, caught her round the waist and dashed her into the rushing mill-stream of Binnorie.
“O sister, sister, reach me your hand!” she cried, as she floated away, “and you shall have half of all I’ve got or shall get.”
“No, sister, I’ll reach you no hand of mine, for I am the heir to all your land. Shame on me if I touch the hand that has come ‘twixt me and my own heart’s love.”
“O sister, O sister, then reach me your glove!” she cried, as she floated further away, “and you shall have your William again.”
“Sink on,” cried the cruel princess, “no hand or glove of mine you’ll touch. Sweet William will be all mine when you are sunk beneath the bonny mill-stream of Binnorie.” And she turned and went home to the king’s castle.
And the princess floated down the mill-stream, sometimes swimming and sometimes sinking, till she came near the mill. Now the miller’s daughter was cooking that day, and needed water for her cooking. And as she went to draw it from the stream, she saw something floating towards the mill-dam, and she called out, “Father! father! draw your dam. There’s something white–a merry maid or a milk-white swan– coming down the stream.” So the miller hastened to the dam and stopped the heavy cruel mill-wheels. And then they took out the princess and laid her on the bank.
Fair and beautiful she looked as she lay there. In her golden hair were pearls and precious stones; you could not see her waist for her golden girdle; and the golden fringe of her white dress came down over her lily feet. But she was drowned, drowned!
And as she lay there in her beauty a famous harper passed by the mill- dam of Binnorie, and saw her sweet pale face. And though he travelled on far away he never forgot that face, and after many days he came back to the bonny mill-stream of Binnorie. But then all he could find of her where they had put her to rest were her bones and her golden hair. So he made a harp out of her breast-bone and her hair, and travelled on up the hill from the mill-dam of Binnorie, till he came to the castle of the king her father.
That night they were all gathered in the castle hall to hear the great harper–king and queen, their daughter and son, Sir William and all their Court. And first the harper sang to his old harp, making them joy and be glad or sorrow and weep just as he liked. But while he sang he put the harp he had made that day on a stone in the hall. And presently it began to sing by itself, low and clear, and the harper stopped and all were hushed.
And this was what the harp sung:
“O yonder sits my father, the king,
Binnorie, O Binnorie;
And yonder sits my mother, the queen;
By the bonny mill-dams o’ Binnorie,
“And yonder stands my brother Hugh,
Binnorie, O Binnorie;
And by him, my William, false and true;
By the bonny mill-dams o’ Binnorie.”
Then they all wondered, and the harper told them how he had seen the princess lying drowned on the bank near the bonny mill-dams o’ Binnorie, and how he had afterwards made this harp out of her hair and breast-bone. Just then the harp began singing again, and this was what it sang out loud and clear:
“And there sits my sister who drowned me
By the bonny mill-dams o’ Binnorie.”
And the harp snapped and broke, and never sang more.