I would never imagine that i would be reading this thing. How time changed my reading habits. A decade ago i would spend my time browsing fashion magazines and home journals. Things that give me a get go while designing fashion jewelries and home accents. Now another road has taken me off the path and surely i’m loving every minute of it.
Learning is really an unending journey. Blogging on wordpress taught me a lot of things. Now it excites me reading the copyblogger, learning about the benefits of infographics, the meaning of SEO and the wonders of keywords and meta tags which up to now i’m still totally clueless.
Creativity or Web Traffic?
Sometimes temptation would rub me and once in a while reprimand me to follow that keyword poilcy for that golden Seo rules in driving traffic to my site through that “faster than nascar ” search engine. But if i’m too conscious in writing for that search machine, what happens to my poetry? You just can’t follow it all the way and still end up creative.
Well, life is a compromise, you can’t always have your sweet cakes and end up not being diabetic. In the end it’s a matter of choice: whether you write just for yourself or for your readers or both. Either way, it still helps to learn the rudiments of web traffic, search engine and brilliant content.
Still creativity sacrificed is creativity gained. It’s like surfing the waves , having the surfboard , never turning your back on the incoming waves. Learned to flow with it, through it and learned that no matter what, one needs the surfboard and the waves, one needs the other, to stay longer.
And what happens to creativity as an artist? It is always there. Keeping your readers and learning the curve is always a creative journey.
I’m not a blogging guru and i never intend to be but it doesn’t mean i can’t share you this beautiful infographic from copyblogger.
So here it is, enjoy it. 🙂
Life is like a boat ride. It comes in different boats and vessels. Huge or small, in whatever shape or form.
It may come in golden moments just like that cruise on a beautiful sunset. Memorable moments with screams and laughters just like that unforgettable banana boat ride.
Sometimes it scares you when you feel all alone in that small canoe, in the middle of the vast ocean when storm is brewing and wave’s flashing.
There are times it gives you thrills as you reach your peak while you do that white water rafting, not alone but with a team who took risks, just like family sticking with you come hell or high water.
And no matter how big or small the boat you’re riding, and how calm the weather is, you still feel that bouncy bumpy moment, making you wonder why the ride is not smooth sailing when everything seems right.
Sometimes, even if you knew that it’s not a one dimensional journey when you thread on that deep unpredictable water, you still hop in because the boat is coming.
No amount of nausea inducing ride can stop you from trying the ride. Deep inside, you believe you can always adjust the sails because you are the captain.
And if sometimes life makes you feel you’re just a passenger, you still hold on to that rail. Clutching your bag of prayers, hoping that the captain will steer it right, believing that nothing is really hopeless.
No time to stand, wait and hope that another boat is coming. You jump, dive in and swim with faith as your life vest and hope as your anchor.
It doesn’t really matter this time if you know how to swim. What matters is you know how to find your way. This time you knew that when the sea gets rough, you don’t look at the water swirling around you. It will only make you feel worse and scare you more.
Just look at the horizon far away. It’s the only stable thing when the ride is bumpy. And that horizon will make you hold on because you deserve to be there.
And you will thank yourself for trying the boat ride. Because now you know the answer.
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I see the christmas lights and hear the yuletide carols. I remember hiding under the mistletoe. The yesteryears of waiting for santa, expecting a gift eventhough i’ve been naughty, not nice.
I opened the beautifully wrapped gifts. In excitement i ignore the intricate wrappings. I barely acknowledge the efforts taken in covering the precious presents. Sometimes i forget to give thanks not just for the gifts but for its beautiful wrappings.
Oh, christmas is just around the corner. A time to be jolly and sleigh rides. But what happens when Santa’s reindeers are missing because their antlers are used for decorating? And yes when the sleigh bells started ringing, are you really listening or just hearing?
Although i admit i don’t live in winter wonderland, it doesn’t mean i can’t feel the cold snow and its breeze. But the happy lights of yuletide lanterns and strangers’ smiling faces can make me say, indeed it’s a beautiful happy sight.
One need not wait for christmas day, loving and sharing is not just for a day. It’s all year through for someone with a giving and grateful heart. But every year, i don’t know why i am more kind, when the christmas bells are starting to chime.
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