Blogging will normally be about treatment, soul, mind, mental health, healing, intervention, and related areas of interest. Of course occasionally, you will find I just ramble ....
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posted 13 Dec 2011 18:02 by Helena Asmus Lim
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Today - I work on me. The most important aspect of my life is in me; the greatest payoff is from within me. Today I connect.
Namaste
Addendum: 5:55pm This has been one of the best days I have had in a long time. And one of the most rewarding.
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posted 6 Dec 2011 20:27 by Helena Asmus Lim
I came across another tear inspiring Michael Buble video (being heckled by a mom) that it will lighten your heart and day to watch. One cool great dude is Michael Buble.
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posted 5 Oct 2011 22:37 by Helena Asmus Lim
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My Personal Tribute to Steve Jobs
A few hours ago, I saw a news flash that informed me that Steve Jobs has passed away. And I immediately cried.
I am not a cry-baby; I am a cynic and a harsh judge. I don't know Steve Jobs. I know Apple, never wanted a Mac till recent years and am now waiting for the day when I have enough to buy my Mac. I have a few peripheral Apple products - the most notable being an iPhone3. Even that was given to me; second hand. And I love it.
Few months ago, I was led to watching some videos by Steve Jobs. It was from a rabbit hole trail. I think I started with a Kindle sample about Zen presentation which led me to articles about good presenters - phenomenal presenters and Steve Jobs came up as being one of the foremost best corporate presenters in the world. And so I went to watch a few YouTube Steve Job videos.
I am a critic and a harsh one. I am not necessarily proud about it. I just am. So when someone or something grabs me around the heart, it is always a surprise.
Steve Job's presentations was of that calibre. The man was of that calibre. I was most particularly impressed by the his return video. Apparently he had taken time off (from Apple?) due to personal health reasons (pancreatic cancer?) Well, maybe not quite just taken time off. I think he had resigned. And the video I happened to be watching was on his return. (And Apple turned around again on the pivot of Jobs' magic).
What most impressed me was the palpable admiration, and honest care and love that I could feel even across the passage of time, via a small video setup. The people, Apple staff, when they stood up and clapped him when Steve walked on the stage. That is something that cannot be bought nor acted out. They cared about the man. They really cared about him. And that said mountains for the kind of man Steve was.
And also, one can feel the kind of man he was even from just watching him. It has nothing to do with one's rationale or mental justifications. One's spirit and heart reacts even when contrary to mental prudence. In Steve's case, I only know that I FELT him to be a good good person.
And it did occur to me of late, when I heard in passing that Steve had recently taken time off again from his work, that he might have a relapse. I wished in my heart that it was not so. But somewhere in me, I knew it could be worse.
And so today when I heard, it is with true sadness but with a tinge of knowing, that this has come to pass. Even if I never had the great fortune to know you personally Steve Jobs, I had the great fortune to live in your era and the great fortune to live in an era where I could "see" you. And I had the good fortune to be touched by the spirit of the man.
God Speed Steve Jobs.
When a special spirit like this man passes through my life, even if it is but via virtual mediums, there is a desire in me to find out more about him. I know so little about the man behind the spirit that was Steve Jobs.
Steve Job's 2005 Stanford Commencement Address
Steve Jobs' Stanford Commencement Address
This is the first video I come across in my research on Steve Jobs: the life and the man. It is so apropos that this is the first video I should come across today: the topic is about 'How to Live and How to Die' - with 3 stories from his life. And that the facts here are from Steve himself.
Facts Gleaned from the video:
This is the first time and closest Steve got to a college graduation. He himself never graduated from one.
Story 1: "Connecting The Dots"
His biological mom was an unwed graduate student who wanted Steve to be adopted by college graduates. The couple (a lawyer and wife) that was set to adopt him, decided they wanted a girl when Steve "popped out". (Bet they regret their "No" now!!)
His future parents were called in the middle of the night and said Yes to him without hesitation. It was only later that Steve's biological mom, who was so ardent about him being adopted by college graduates, found out that Steve's mom never graduated from college and his dad, never graduated from high school. And the biological mom then refused to sign the adoption papers; relenting only when promised (by the adopting couple) that Steve would go to college.
And he did; only to drop out later. ... learnt caligraphy/typography ... loved it .. and the dots all came together later on in the creating of the Mac ten years down the track. The Macintosh was the first computer with beautiful typography.
"You can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards.
So you have to somehow trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future ....
believing that the dots will connect down the road will give you the confidence to follow your heart even when it leads you off the well-worn path."
~ Steve Jobs ~
Story 2: Love & Loss
Lucky - found what he wanted to do early in life.
Started in parents' garage at 20. At 30, had a 2-billion dollar company with over 4,000 employees.
And also at 30, Steve was publicly fired!
But he still loved what he did and he started again. Being fired was the best thing that happened to him. It freed him to enter the most creative period of his life.
In the next five years, he started Next and Pixar (Animation) and met the woman who was to become his wife (Laurene Powell Jobs). (They married in 1991.)
Story 3: "About Death"
From a quote that he read when he was about 17 which read something like:
"If you live each day as if it was your last,
someday you will most certainly be right"
Steve has looked at himself in the mirror each day and asked himself
"If today were the last day of my life
would I want to do what I am about to do today?"
and he continues:
And whenever the answer has been No too many days in a row
I know I need to change something.
Remembering I will be dead soon is the most important tool I have ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life.
Steve was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer around 2004 and was told he had 3-6 months to live.
"Death is very likely the single best invention of Life"
~ Steve Jobs ~
Side Note:
So strange. I just finished "Veronika Decides to Die" (by Paulo Coelho) last night. The first time I have even finished one of his books. And in there too, death was the best tool in the life of Veronika. There is a personal message here for me but I don't want to think about that now.
This last reference: All About Steve Jobs is a site all about Steve Jobs. Lots of info about the man, his bio, and the key people in his life.
Goodbye Steve. Thank you.
Steve Jobs at the start of an era: Apple Macintosh, 1984
8 Oct 2011 Came across this today. How long ago it seems, in terms of technology - to see where we were in 1984 and where we are now, 27 years down the track. And yet, personally, 1984 feels like it was only yesterday.
Where were YOU in January 1984 when Steve Jobs revealed the Macintosh .. which would affect almost the entire world in the years to come ...
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posted 5 Oct 2011 18:53 by Helena Asmus Lim
1 Oct 2011
It is good to see that there are (thankfully) gurus out there who become successful even when they are no longer young.
In the last few days I have come across 2 super successes who "succeeded" when they were past their middle ages: Paulo Coelho who decided to turn writer when he was almost 40 and Burt Goldman who because super-successful after he was 80!!!
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posted 4 Oct 2011 17:40 by Helena Asmus Lim
Lately a lot of inspirational movies and (virtual) people seem to be coming my way. Which got me to thinking how I seldom designate anyone as my hero. Anthony Robbins (amongst others) have recommended that it is helpful for us to have heroes - people we truly admire who, even if we do not know them, still act as a guiding light, a model, of how to live (and succeed) in our own lives.
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posted 1 Oct 2011 05:40 by Helena Asmus Lim
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updated 6 Dec 2011 11:21
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1 Oct 2011
There is a saying that many of us have heard or read. It is one that many a successful man has claimed as being one of the principles they practised which contributed to their success. It is that "the more we give away, the more that comes back to us".
I have been struggling with that. Not about the concept. I find that one of the biggest joys in life is the ability to buy things for people. To spend time looking for, thinking of, what someone might like to have. And being able to get it for them. I read it some old classic (forget which) that one of the greatest luxuries in life is the luxury of being able to buy presents for others. That I have found to be deeply true.
My struggle is not with that. It is that I don't feel I have much to give away these past few years. And in not being able to give much to others, how can there ever be more that can come back to me? And if that Catch-22 was not bad enough, what is worse is my inner realization that just me thinking and feeling that way is a Poverty Mentality - which means I will get more and more of this feeling of "poverty" which translates into a painful, degrading inner sense of failure, helplessness, and hopelessness.
Onto what may seem like a different topic ...
Today, in our internet-focused world, more and more people are sharing their ideas and their creations. I have much dealing and interest in jewelry making and in that field, that is most definitely true. I imagine that the same phenomenon is happening in almost every field of human endeavour. Which is all very good but also can be very daunting and discouraging.
I remember a time, before the internet, where if one was creative and arty, one had fewer people around who shared one's interest(s); that is true. But it also meant that one was seen as more "gifted", more "talented", more "creative" than the people who were around us.
However today with the internet-given ability of being able to share so freely, so quickly, and with so many, one feels like - well, lost in the crowd. One is no longer special, no longer so talented nor so creative. Almost plain ordinary. That is the downside of the internet I guess.
On the upside, there is the gleaning of information that would have been impossible before. And this rapid spread of information (in terms of new ideas, techniques) also means that we are able to become more technically able than we would have been before the advent of the internet. Which is great.
But till just this moment, I had not realized that the "giving out more so that more may come back to you" applied, in more ways than one, in this rapid information-sharing world.
For instance, I have seen many an artist get angry and indignant that their 'original' design had been 'stolen' by someone else. The copyright issue is practically at the forefront of our minds these days in almost everything we do, especially on the internet.
I have no doubt that the angry artist is truly indignant over the perceived theft. I have no doubt that the piece of creativity was their original idea. But was it truly unique? And was it truly theirs? That, personally speaking (only), I am not so convinced of.
The phenomenon of the 100th Monkey Syndrome coupled with the undisputed fact that new and original ideas have been known to occur almost simultaneously to two or more unrelated people in different parts of the world (even before the internet) - it is not only not inconceivable, but to my mind, quite probable that today with the mind-bogglingly rapid and wide spread of new ideas, that two or more people may come up with the same (or very similar) design/idea/technique on their own. Theft may not play a part at all.
That is not to say that there are not those who actually do steal' (or copy) the works/designs/ideas of others without giving due credit to the source. Of course there are those kinds of people.
I know many (most?) artists and inventors are almost militantly assertive when it comes to copyright issues. I think they have a right to feel that way. I would not like to infringe any copyright issues. The artists have a right to feel the way they do; I can respect that. I may not agree but I can respect that. And of course, there are legal deterrents for people who do violate copyright legalities.
However, for myself, I do not believe that copyrights, as they now stand, should be such a big deal. (Yes, I can hear the crowd hissing). I think much of the anger and aggression seen in this area is a fear-based thing. And fear is a powerful emotion, especially when coupled with a person's making-money endeavours.
To me, I think that ideas come to us. They come to us freely. In fact, it feels as if they are given to us. From outside of ourselves. 2 From God? From the Universe? It seems to me then that if that is the case, then I personally have no ownership of an idea even when I think that idea was my own 'original' idea. I think that is doubly true in today's environment. Because I do believe that whatever "new" idea I might have, it is very likely that someone(s) somewhere else in the world, is also getting the same or very similar ideas. All without "stealing" from me.
And to further support this idea, I know for a fact that it is no longer an uncommon phenomenon that what one thought of as one's "original" idea (because it was not gotten from someone else nor from the internet, book, TV, or other avenues of communication) is later found as having been already done by someone else.
So even though I am not heavily into copyright restrictions where my own art is concerned (even when I think a lot of my ideas are "original"), I must confess that there are areas where I am reluctant to share. Like when I come across someone's great and novel idea, or someone's fantastic site. Especially if sharing that new source of valuable information to others causes me to fear that someone else will benefit from it before I can and therefor will have the admiration/respect I think I should have gotten, then I am as tight-fisted as the next fearful person.
Which now brings me back to the idea at the start of this article and my little personal epiphany on sharing. I used to think that the principle of sharing (and having more come back to you) applied to material things and about money in particular. But my personal lesson is that it is not (just that).
One of the better ways of thinking about money is to realize that money, because it is a form of energy, is without limit. That means that just because you have more does not mean that someone else will have less. Or that there is only so much to go around therefore it is hard for you and I to have enough. That is not the useful way to think about money if one wants to be abundant.
The same is true of information. The more one shares, the more "new" information can come into the world. And I think that is part of our evolution. That is part of the reason why we are now living through a time where we have a tool like the internet which has speeded up
the sharing and creation of ideas faster than we have ever seen in our history. It is the harbinger of the huge shift in our evolution - globally and personally.
So the more we share information, ideas, technique, the faster and Better we can evolve, grow, benefit, Live. Don't you think?
1. Addendum: 2 Oct 2011
Oh me, oh my, oh goody!! I just discovered I am not alone (and which just goes to prove the truth of what I have said before) - there is such a concept as " Anti-Copyright" (information from Wikipedia) and there are people and bodies and organizations who are fully or partially against copyright. Hah! I didn't seriously think that I could be the only one who thought this way but till today, I had not come across this idea from someone else nor even the term "anti-copyright".
So though, to me, it was my "original" idea - it just goes to show, it was not unique nor, ipso facto, an idea that I had ownership to!!! :D
2. Addendum: 2 Oct 2011 (much later in the day)
The Universe does conspire to come together to support us, even in our ideas. I just came across by "coincidence" an article (" Becoming a Vessel of Divinie Inspiration") by Panache Desai. In that article, Panache talks about his visiting an exhibition by the famous, late Alexander McQueen. Panache says of McQueen:
Alexander was a British fashion designer and couturier, an outrageously talented individual whose work challenged conventional thinking and redefined beauty by pushing the boundaries of creativity. His spectacular talent transcended fashion, evoking a strong emotional response, the trademark of all great art. He too ended his life tragically early.
and ..
One of McQueen’s quotes in the exhibit stated that his work didn’t originate with him, but flowed through him.
And on that topic, Panache goes on to say:
Great artists and musicians throughout history speak of their ability to allow creative expression to flow through them, alluding to the universal truth that they serve as the canvas through which the universe creates. They speak of tapping into the zone or void in which inspiration and insight appears.
We are all vessels through which the Divine creates in this dimension. Our willingness to open up to the greater flow of life’s natural impulses allows us to access the same stream of creative expression that has flowed through the greatest artists, musicians and masters throughout all time. All inspired work comes from somewhere else, a space beyond our realm in which the unmanifest potential of who we are resides.
Panache Desai and Alexander McQueen have expressed in much more elegant terms what I had attempted to say about inspiration and ideas coming from outside of ourselves, and coming to us freely, as if they sought only our permission to be the conduit to something much greater than ourselves. So who are we to say we own them?
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posted 29 Sep 2011 13:24 by Helena Asmus Lim
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30 Sept 2011
What is Aleph? That was the question in my mind after listening to Brendan Burchard interviewing Paulo Coelho whose latest book is entitled "Aleph".
The definition and full meaning of Aleph is a more involved and complicated than I had imagined. Given how it is used in the book, perhaps that is quite apropos.
Paulo Coelho himself quotes Jorge Luis Borges (who wrote " The Aleph" in 1945) and that is probably the closest explanation of what Coelho himself means in his new book.
"The Aleph was about two to three centimetres in diameter, but all of cosmic space was there, with no diminution in size. Each thing was infinite, because I could clearly see it from every point of the universe."
Meaning of Aleph
Aleph or Alef, א is the first letter of the Hebrew, Arabic, Phoenician, Aramaic, and Syriac alphabets. Aleph is also the number 1 in Hebrew. Aleph relates to the origin of the universe in esoteric Judaic Kabbalah.
This is just a very simplistic explanation of the Aleph. It has links in mathematics as well as the origin/foundation in many languages. A More detailed explanation can be found in Aleph from Wikipedia
Aleph on my Zazzle
There are many symbols, from mathematics to Hebrew, to Greek, to Arabic, and even Egyptian hieroglyphics which I found very interesting. I thought they would certainly look good on t-shirts and the like. Hence there is now a nice growing selection of iphone cases, ipad cases, t-shirts, and many other products in my Zazzle store.
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posted 28 Sep 2011 18:41 by Helena Asmus Lim
My intro words to my "Blogs + Thoughts" were:
"Blogging will normally be about treatment, soul, mind, mental health, healing, intervention, and related areas of interest. Of course occasionally, you will find I just ramble ...."
It is now perhaps time that I combine the two - healing and rambling, though I must admit it feels much more like flailing and rambling.
I started this year with stars in my eyes thinking (and almost fully believing) that this was going to be my year. Right now (late Sep, 2011), finally, I think I believe and I fear, that it is. What do they say about being careful of the things you wish for ...
I thought I was careful but the Universe, in conspiracy with Life, is always one step ahead.
I, with tears in my eyes, keep thinking of "The Shift" by Dr. Wayne Dyer. I have the book, by my bedside, half finished. It has remained in the same state of unfinished-ness for over a year. Something shifted in me in a wonderful and hope-filled way when I first heard of and saw the video/movie trailer that Dyer made introducing "The Shift". I thought .. that is me. That is what I am ready for. That is what is waiting around the corner for me (all said with a joyous "yay" in my inner voice; at that time).
So despite my prudence in buying very few new books anymore, I went out and bought it. And I tried. But the book did not speak to me. I tired again over intervals of time, but it says naught to me still; much as I admire the author, his works and his words.
But where is the rule that says that it is in the words in the book that will hold that needed message for you?
Today for the first time, I see what it may mean. It is not the innards of the book that spoke to me and speaks to me still. It is the title. Just those 2 words, "The Shift". When one sees, it is always so simple that when you explain it, everyone thinks, "yeah well, that makes sense. What is the big deal. It is so simple and uncomplicated." Don't you?
Is it now time for me to say the things that I don't want to say - to do the things I don't want to do? But that I actually do (want), but only on some other level of my being which knows that this path is waiting for me but that I had hoped was a path that I would not have to travel. Is it really true that my greatest joys and my greatest aversions are on the same path, through the same door? If it is so, (see, I still say "if" because rationally, I don't know do I? And I am hanging on to the faintest of hope that I am wrong in this), then it makes sense why "The Shift" evokes something deep in me. And if it is so, then I fear it is time for my shift.
I have just been listening to an interview: Brendan Burchard interviewing Paulo Coelho. Both famous - neither of whom I have read. I did try "The Alchemist" (by Paulo Coelho) but it didn't speak to me. A long time ago. And I only heard of Brendan Burchard a few days ago.
In this interview, Paulo was talking about how his latest book ("Aleph") was one that he did not think he would ever write because it was too difficult to write; too difficult to explain.
I often feel like that. I feel like that now. A point in time - this point in time - is not the result of a clear linear line of happenings. I stand in a tangle of wires, trying to untangle into intelligence, the awareness of which is the result of so many spokes of the wheel that happened in so many different ways, over such disparate points in time. The realization, the awareness, the dawning of intelligence - is because that and that and that happened but will any of those "that"s mean anything to you, pulled out from the context of my personal history and will they make sense to anyone but me. Can they? Should they? and ultimately, does it matter?
Where was I? Was I rambling? Or just effectively procrastinating? Because I was talking about ...
The Shift - My Shift
In a nutshell, if I can find one to fit, it means me and my life (having to) shift to do the things I am meant (?) to do, for which there have been so many pointers and messengers, and though I am still holding onto hopes of ignoring and resisting these, my largest and biggest pointer/messenger of all is how OverWhelmingly Huge & Loomiing is my state of Not-in-Happiness; how dis-engaged, unconnected, dis-connected, dis-jointed, lost, spinning, Flailing I am and have been increasingly so this year.
29 Sep 2011
(There has been an interval of a day since the last word above and the re-commencement now. I could not find the words. It proved harder than I was capable of, though not harder than I knew it would be.)
I know there is a shift coming. I just don't know for sure what it is.
I do know that this is not a be-happy-be-positive-success page. I do not have the answers. I do feel that these days it is almost incumbent, if one wants acceptance (even of the virtual kind), that one appears and sound happy, upbeat, positive, with solutions, tolerant. No body loves a wimp and a whinger. And if you are a wimp and/or whinger, you best keep that part hidden.
That is how it feels like these days. To my anyway. It reminds me of a time when women felt that they were supposed to do everything (mother, housebody, successful career female, sex kitten) but they were not supposed to feel overwhelmed. And so that was what they kept hidden.
Today after having gone through a couple of intensive Positive Therapy led by a multitude of success gurus, I feel as if everyone is putting on their best front. Everyone is eager, happy, and obliged to express how supportive they are in this new sharing age of technology. Everyone is eager, happy, and obliged to feeling Inspired by the works of others.
And I feel like an outside freak because I do not always feel that way. Not at all. Sometimes I just feel overwhelmed and insignificant - not inspired. Sometimes I just feel down and I feel I can't get up - not upbeat and positive and strong as almost everyone seems to be.
Recently I read of a man who had suicided. Brother of one of my virtual friends. Surprisingly in this day and age where almost every other person has been through and is not reticent in admitting, some mental depression and/or other mental problems, this man's severe depression was unknown and undiagnosed till after his suicide.
Most people felt sorrow, empathy, sympathy for the family that was left bereft and left behind. Sure I felt that too. It is a sadness that is almost beyond description. However I also felt politically incorrect feelings which I felt could not be expressed. Not to anyone. And I wonder is it just me? am I just The Freak?
My feelings on hearing of his dying was a tangled mix of my sympathy for his family (of course) but shamefully and maybe in equal if not larger portions, was my mixed emotions of envy. Not that I am suicidal at the moment but I cannot deny that there is a measure of envy for the man who has, in my mind, "gone on".
1 Oct 2011 ooops. Looks like another few days have slipped by. I could not complete this article and I could not publish it before because I could not find it's completion. But I think I will publish it now. It does not have an ending. I don't think it was meant to. They do contain unfinished stories, un-furling thoughts that will find resurrection and maybe, resolution, in future articles. Probably ...
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posted 7 May 2011 23:40 by Helena Asmus Lim
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First blogged on 12 Oct 2009
These words have been with me so long I can no longer remember when I first became consciously aware of them. And they still have the power to evoke the deepest longings in me. Yesterday I saw the movie "Moon" - a science fiction with a strong story line. There is a line from the main character (Sam Bell) when he cries out with desperation and over-whelming sadness, "I just want to go home". Those lines, those words, that meaning, that longing ~ every gossamer fiber of my soul responds to it with an unbelievable feeling of loss and unfathomable yearning. And just like the main protagonist in the movie, Sam Bell, I long for "home" even though what "home" is is no longer clear and accurate. It is almost a memory, more of a feeling and like a knowing of what it used to be. It is coded so deep down that it is hard to draw a visual picture of it.
I don't claim or think I am one of those "star seeded children" that was so popular a concept once or that I am so kind of alien lost in this physical Earth world (though I can't say that I have ever really felt nor found any deep sense of "belonging" here). I only know that the feeling of "wanting to go home" is so deep seated in me that it is an actual hurt (not to be there). I don't know what it means. I don't know if there are others who feel like this and respond with the same deep loss and yearning when they hear the words, "I just want to go home". I only know I do.
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posted 7 May 2011 23:36 by Helena Asmus Lim
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First blogged on 19 Jan 2010
I sometimes find myself wondering if I should attend a course or if I can just find the information to teach myself. And which would be the better and maybe faster way to go? I think there are pros and cons to both approaches. Certainly some people learn better via one avenue or the other. But I believe there are others like me who benefit via either way - albeit the results are sometimes different, depending on which approach has been taken. Many of the skills and knowledge I employ on a daily basis seems to have been a result of self-teaching - like most of my web skills, almost all the HTML I know, my jewelry making and beading knowledge, as well as related crafts. These are the most obvious ones (to me) that I use most regularly and most consistently.
However I also have a Bachelors and Masters degree and a couple of certifications. I am sure that, even if they are not as obvious to me, I must be using these acquired skills and knowledge even if they are the unobtrusive foundation on which so much is built atop of them. It might be prudent of me to say at this time that what I mean by "self-taught" is via information on the internet, magazines, books, other people or resources. I find that the advantages of taking a course is that it certainly keeps you on track and on some scheduled time. So the learning is faster in that sense as it is externally paced. Attendance at courses also provides feedback which I find, gives me much more confidence in the subject matter. One gains a reassurance, via feedback and exams, that the knowledge one acquires is comparable or better than expected. Another important benefit I find is that there is an "end" of sorts to the course. For instance, at the conclusion of my degrees, I felt I was "qualified" in those areas of study. Not an expert or with working experience, but certainly qualified. However when one is self-studying, the subject matter under study does not seem to have any ending boundaries. And as a consequence, I often find myself feeling as if I know very little and that there is an unendingly long way to go before I feel "qualified" enough to say out loud that I know that subject matter well or even competently. And then, no matter how long I keep going learning more, I still feel I know very little. Of course it is true that whether I acquired a certain set of skills via a formal course or at home, via self-teaching, there will always be new developments and topics that I can learn more and more about. But via the former, one leaves a course feeling completed, a bit more competent, and qualified in terms of the outside world. Via the latter approach, it always feels one is always just a learner and not a qualified person. And this feeling of incompleteness and even ignorance persists despite having had proof that the some of the skills I acquired via self-study was better than that of a "qualified" person. Ah well ... must just be me. What a great blessing it is to have confidence in one self. I have no doubt that with that one asset, one's life is better and brighter in unimaginable ways.
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