i like how when the lecturer got carried away in his explanation, so excited in sharing his experiences till the theory lesson becomes a philosophy lesson. That is when the sleepy cells decided to go on a road trip and wouldn't be back till midnight.
so he was sharing bout ways to achieve your goal. and it got deep. yet still interesting.
i knew there was a subconscious state of mind, but i didn't know that it was a powerful stage that very much influential in determining whether we'll succeed or fail in our task. So he was sharing, in order to achieve my goal, i would have to keep telling myself in present tense. like, for example, if i want to do my assignment, what i would say is : " i want to finish my assignment by today". but in order to actually do it, i would have to tell myself : " i'm doing my assignment". see? present tense. like, to get rich you don't say you want to get rich. because that, is a desperate statement. its like you're in a needy situation. so, you say you're rich. and as you continue to believe that you are rich. You'll somehow be rich? i think thats what he meant.
hmm. i'm not sure how that works tho, but it somehow got some sense in it.
and then there is also something about jotting it down and putting it somewhere you can see everyday. as you keep picturing yourself achieving that goal, your subconscious will naturally tuned in to achieve it.
i guess its all about having the right mind set.
i like listening to stories. not so much of the made up stories, but more of the experiences that people has gone through to become the story. It just make them so much wiser after going through all sort of different paths. it may be happie stories, it may sad stories, nevertheless, its these stories that made them who they are, these stories that form the lines on their faces.
i often imagine meeting a wise old man, with snowy white hair and a loud loud laugh. or maybe an old couple, where they'll invite me for tea in this small but comfy little house of theirs, in which it is filled with books of their generations and an old wooden piano. Then as we are having tea, he starts sharing on his adventures in how he used to be a soldier or sailor or aircraft fighters or some kind, sharing stories of days when they fought with blood and no fear. and then showing me how he got that big scar on his arm. then the kind lady would bring us more tea, laughing occasionally over jokes only they understand. Then the lady goes on telling how they met each other and finally got together, and how they got involved in mission trips. The journey took a different turn as they start going around places to build churches everywhere. how they started going into small villages to help the kids, watching God's plan unveiled in different ways.
and then perhaps, that will be the time i'll learn fishing and gardening from the wise man and also painting and cooking from the kind lady. Then somewhere along the way, i'll be really surprised to find out that, oh, actually that lady was a really famous architect. o.O and she starts sharing on how commercialized things have become in the industry and its difficult to stay away from the corruption and bad things. and i'll be inspired on not so much on how to be an architect, but how to hold onto doing the right thing while being a person. whether an architect or not.
isn't that a great day to look forward to. :)