About Lia Andriyani

a person learning from everyday life, pouring the thoughts, ideas, and experiences.... hoping for a better understanding of everything under the sun and things that are unreachable by human minds... ^_^

The sacred place

I still remember walking down this hallway, heads down, scared and afraid of making eye-contact with anyone. That was me over 15 years ago. A shy, low-self-esteemed girl, trying to be invisible in the crowded world.
Today I came back to this building of memories and for once I thought things would be different. Yet there is something about this place that has always, somehow, managed to keep my feet on the ground. So there I was, once again, 15 years later, walking… still with heads down, still avoiding eye contact with anyone, realizing that despite all the progress I thought I have made, I am still just as insignificant as I was. It is a humbling experience, but necessary.
I am forever grateful to those years of learning that has shaped my characters and helped me in finding my life’s purpose. In the same place I also experienced all kind of things that makes a human, human; being loved and cared by amazing teachers, knitting real friendships with my bestfriends, fell to the deepest love with mathematics, having a crush on a perfect guy, and also, having my heart broken and bent. It’s the 3 years that defined my life the most. It’s the 3 years, without which, I wouldn’t even have made it this far.
Thank you for being my sacred place.

One Step

I stood here waiting

For the doubts to fade

For the fear to cast aside

Years came flashing back

Pulling my feet onto the ground

I can feel the earth cracked

Leaving pieces of moments to tie me down

“How much longer?”

Asked the weary soul

As seconds ticking away

And faith slipping by

The heart realizes

Nothing else keeps

One footstep is all needed

“It’ll get lighter”

Says the little voice

So I lift up my foot and push it forward

Hoping that one day it will really get lighter

-L

May 2019

There’s always two sides of a coin.
There’s always (a minimum) two sides of a story.
The sad thing is our brain is wired to have presumptions without even reading/listening to the whole stories.
And let say if we are a little bit wiser, and we do listen to the stories… still, they are just stories…. which might not necessarily be facts.
People often fight for “facts”, truth is has anyone ever truly learned all the facts?
I like what Diane Lockhart said in “The Good Fight”:

“When people are happy they look desperately for things to make them unhappy.”

It’s human nature to seek for conflicts… we dont like to admit we are unhappy of being happy.

-L

Take it one day at a time

Got this wonderful song on Spotify and can’t help but feeling a little bit carried away by the lyrics.

Here’s the link to its Youtube video:

Take it one day at a time

Artist: Jennifer Chung

I know it hurts.
Don’t wanna get out of bed.
Much rather lay there instead.
Instead, you face what you fear –
The thought that no one is near.
It hurts.
You’re living but don’t feel alive.
No motivation or drive,
As you search for answers to why,
Oh, why.
Why me?
Won’t somebody please,
Take my burdens away.
I can’t do this today.
You’ve got to hold on.
Hold onto what you believe in.
Weather through every season.
Take it one day at a time.
You’ve got to hold on.
Don’t put aside what you’re feeling.
There is a process of healing.
You will be more than alright.
Take it one day at a time.
So overwhelming.
Everyone’s counting on you.
Unaware you need help too.
But you don’t say a word,
Too much work to be done.
No fun.
Go through the motions eyes closed.
‘Cause you’re always doing the most.
But the more that you do,
The more you seem to lose.
Why me?
Won’t somebody please,
Take my burdens away.
I can’t do this today.
You’ve got to hold on.
Hold onto what you believe in.
Weather through every season.
Take it one day at a time.
You’ve got to hold on.
Don’t put aside what you’re feeling.
There is a process of healing.
You will be more than alright.
Take it one day at a –
Time after time,
I have tried hard to fight against all my desires.
I would swallow my pride,
But I know I am called to live free and fulfilled.
No, it will not be easy,
But I will be still.
I will be still.
I will be still and know.
You’ve got to hold on.
Don’t put aside what you’re feeling.
There is a process of healing.
You will be more than alright.
Take it one day at a time.

15 years later…

I guess it’s now safe to say that we’ve known each other for more than half of our entire life on earth.

We were schoolmates, who, according to you, met each other due to math and science olympiads (nerds!). We became classmates, separated in uni but at the same time graduated from good friends to bestfriends.

We don’t always agree on the same things, nor we have the same hobbies. You dragged me to Richard Clayderman’s concert, I dragged you to watch badminton games. I guess it’s a way for us to show that we appreciate each other’s company and not taking it for granted.

I am always the one with words and you… hmmm…. well, you are you.

It was frustrating for me not being able to crack your shell open but I guess it’s worth the patience. Afterall, I am not the easiest person to handle anyway and yet you’ve faithfully stuck by me.

You are one of the greatest gifts God ever sent to me. And that’s the highest compliment I ever give to a person.

Here’s to more sarcasm, more banter and more hitting and slapping in the future!

Like an artist in front of a clean canvas
A simple sweep of brush fills the emptiness
One more stroke to create a familiar face
As he carefully adds emotion to complete the eyes

He has a choice to tell his own story
A chance to add a narrative
To opt for a darker or lighter color
He has the power to breathe his soul to his art

Not too much! He says
Just the right shadow to show his doubts
And the right light to express his hope

In the world of finite chances and infinite alternatives
Will this be his masterpiece or another piece of worthless art?

Fearless or courageous?

What does it mean to be fearless?

To jump off a 20-story building without fear?

To jump into a lake knowing you can’t swim?

What does it mean to be courageous?

Holding your head up when people look down on you?

Keep moving forward even when you don’t see the finish line?

I am not fearless, I will never be

I fear for my life, and the Lord help me to put the fear of God in me

To be courageous is what I want to be

To count my steps even when people tell me there’s no way out

To knit my dreams even when the world tell me I dont have enough yarn

I am courageous, fear encourage me to be better