Pull an Ishmael or do an Isaac?

I had the strangest dream last night. It really bothered me a lot today. It’s not about the content of the dream, but more likely the feeling that linger inside of my heart. I literally can feel that my soul is restless. The one thing which imprinted in me was that my soul had been crying, I still remember how I wept in my dream. But the thing is, I felt that The Holy Spirit inside me who was wept more than my soul. Throughout the dream I felt like being guided by The Holy Spirit, it showed me the consequences if I have chosen something.

You see, as one who studied psychology I am aware of unconscious-conscious mind, and I acknowledge that it can manifest into dreams. I even sometimes had those dreams that were my unconscious mind try to come out and make me aware what it is consist of. This time around was different than before. I knew it different because the effect of that dream was beyond any other dreams. It really had full effect on my soul, as far as I can describe it felt like there’s something missing but I can’t point out what or where or how. Sometimes I feel scare after having some dreams, other times was despair, sad, sorrow, etc (I notice dream about unconscious always brought some negative feelings). Unlike those dreams, I didn’t felt any of those when I woke up, but the indescribable feeling still lingers and I still can remember what the dreams about (I also notice that I can remember ‘unconscious’ dream, when mostly I can’t remember others dream).

One may asked, how you knew that it was guided by The Holy Spirit. I might not be the best person to answer that, and maybe my answer was not right after all, but this post was my way to tell you about the experience and the feeling that I had. I just want to share my story about my FatherJ. When I was experiencing the dream, I can differentiate which part was my mind and which one was my soul. Throughout the dream it felt that my mind was the one who ‘narrative’ the story, I noticed the action which my mind told me to do and my soul was just liked sit down and watched. Until it suddenly showed me the consequences of my action, and my mind just liked shut down and it left with my crying soul. One minute I feel fine and happy, and as easy as flipping your hand my soul was weeping. It really showed me that was the wrong thing to do and how my soul really suffered and how much sorry I was for not trusting God. I wished you guys would never felt that way, I didn’t know why but it felt much worse than in reality. I think what makes my soul wept so much is because it turn out that after all I didn’t really put my trust in God, I didn’t rely on God’s faithful character, I didn’t wait in God’s perfect timing, I didn’t ask God in what I’m doing. Put simply I did Ishmael and not Isaac.

When Abraham and Sarah were promised a child by God (Genesis 15:5), they have waited for a long long long time. They waited until their human mind said it is impossible to conceive a child in their old age, so they did what they think its best. They created Ishmael through Sarah’s maiden (Genesis 16:2), after Ishmael was born; they taught that he was good enough for God, for being Abraham’s descendant (Genesis 17:18). But it was not God’s plan, it was not God’s way, for the one who’s going to be called children of God was from Isaac, the promised child (Romans 9:7-9). Why do you think God makes such a fuss about from whom Abraham’s descendant going to be?

If we see it from our human mind, it really didn’t make a difference Ishmael or Isaac as long as there is Abraham’s descendant right? Our simple mind said, ‘well God, maybe we didn’t do it according to Your plan but it turned out okay, it wasn’t the same but it’s adequate. We are fine with this.’ Oh how fool we are! Our Father is beyond capable to give everything to us; more than our eyes can see, more than our ears can hear, more than our mind can imagine, it was already prepared by our Father!(1Corinthians 2:9).

It is not about Ishmael or Isaac; it is not about the end result; it is about God’s character, how faithful our God is in keeping His promises! The thing is, we human are only care about the result, and we are selfish in that way. We didn’t realize that we are here to bring our Father’s glory, we are here to tell to the world about our Father’s characters: faithful, good and loving, powerful, notices every detail of our lives, is in control and will save us. And when we rushed things into our own way and pulled Ishmael, we surely missed an Isaac and along with it God’s unchanging characters! That’s what The Holy Spirit was trying to tell me and why my soul wept.

The end of this year is coming near, and there’re already a lot of changes that are happening and it still going to happen throughout next year. Bit by bit, it starting to consume me, it suffocating me to know that changes are happening all around me. And I’m constantly in battle to put my trust in God, it is not an easy task when there’s uncertainty about your future and you are standing in the shaky ground. But I assume it will never be easy in every condition. It would require hard work from us, from our flesh and human mind. 

Oswald Chambers once said about faith that straight to the point, “We do not earn anything through faith, faith brings us into the right relationship with God and gives Him His opportunity to work. God wants you to understand that it is a life of faith, not a life of emotional enjoyment of His blessings. The real trial of faith is not that we find it difficult to trust God, but that God’s character must be proven as trustworthy in our own minds. Faith, is faith in God coming against everything that contradicts Him, a faith that says, ‘I will remain true to God’s character whatever He may do.’”

And true to His character; to ease out my uncertainty, to bring peace for my restless soul, He brought me to His promises through this passage. So, to my brothers and sisters who’s in uncertainty, in fear and scare about the future, stands in shaky ground, in constantly battle to put faith in our Father, let this passage reminds you about our Father’s characters. Enjoy! J

Isaiah 43 (The Message)

When You're Between a Rock and a Hard Place

 ^1-4 But now, God's Message, the God who made you in the first place, Jacob,
   the One who got you started, Israel:
"Don't be afraid, I've redeemed you.
   I've called your name. You're mine.
When you're in over your head, I'll be there with you.
   When you're in rough waters, you will not go down.
When you're between a rock and a hard place,
   it won't be a dead end—
Because I am God, your personal God,
   The Holy of Israel, your Savior.
I paid a huge price for you:
   all of Egypt, with rich Cush and Seba thrown in!
That's how much you mean to me!
   That's how much I love you!
I'd sell off the whole world to get you back,
   trade the creation just for you.

 ^5-7"So don't be afraid: I'm with you.
   I'll round up all your scattered children,
   pull them in from east and west.
I'll send orders north and south:
   'Send them back.
Return my sons from distant lands,
   my daughters from faraway places.
I want them back, every last one who bears my name,
   every man, woman, and child
Whom I created for my glory,
   yes, personally formed and made each one.'"

The Tale of the Three Siblings

Once upon a time, there are three siblings who live separately. They do not know the existence of one another, but their loving Father has always longed for them to know the whereabouts of their siblings. Thus, the three siblings go on living their lives.

In living their lives, each of the siblings gets to the point where they question their existence and their roots in the family. Each of them has met and known about their Father, but still feel like something is missing and lacking. Their Father has known about the yearning that the three siblings have in their hearts for it is the same feeling that their Father has; a yearning to be a whole and complete family. 

Until comes the day when their Father decides that it is the right moment for the three siblings to be reunited again as a family. Thus, their loving Father has everything set up. 

The little quirky but sensitive brother is the first one who goes to the forest. He is already familiar with the forest because he lives nearby. As he goes deep in the forest, he finds a pond. He is mesmerized by the scene of the pond for it is serene with a lot of trees which overshadow the pond and you can hear the bird sings. But as time goes by, the brother feels restless and his soul longs for a deeper feeling that the pond cannot satisfy him anymore. So the brother walks deeper into the forest, and there he finally finds a stream. 

The big lively but fragile brother has already determined to find the stream; it has always been a dream for him to play in the stream. He lives up his moment till the day he can find the stream. So he is looking around through every forest, looking for the stream that is appealing enough for him to jump and play in. After some hardships, he finally finds the stream in the forest although at first he is not satisfied with the surroundings of the forest. But as time goes by, he actually finds it very fun swimming in the stream. 

The last one is their insightful but naïve sister who has fallen in love with the stream. She has found the stream as a perfect place for her to sit, read her book while listening to the sounds of the waterfall. She takes her time in enjoying every stream she pops into, for every stream has its own appealing scenery. But as time goes by, it is time for her to move on and find another stream, so with a hopeful dream the sister finally finds the stream which her brothers have already found. 

The three siblings enjoy their individual moments in the stream. The quirky brother has a favorite spot in the big rocks, he likes to sit in it while looking at the stream. The lively brother likes to jump from the top of the cliff into the stream and swim through the water. The insightful sister finds the only tree near the stream, she likes to sit under it while plugging her feet in the water. It is hard not to notice the presence of others while it is not a big stream to begin with. Thus, the three siblings from time to time exchange polite and pleasant conversations, although they are still content with their private moments on enjoying the stream. 

The timing that their loving Father has set up is right on time, it feels neither too late nor soon enough. What has once been a polite and pleasant conversations, is now replaced into more deeper and meaningful sharing and telling stories about their life journey. They can feel that in some ways their hearts connect to each other. More than that, they come to realize that they have one and same loving Father. The Father that they have at some time encounter with, the Father that they only have some fragment knowledge about, and their hearts’ yearning for a whole and complete knowledge about their Father. Thus, they can grasp a sense of completeness and belongingness as one family. 

A family where they learn to open up, to share their fear and insecurities, hopes and dreams, tears and laughter. They learn to depend on each other, strengthen one another, break their sets of limitation, and spread their comfort zone. A family where they can be true to themselves, know and learn more about themselves, remind and teach one another, tease and encourage each other. 

On top of that, they serve their Father’s purposes. For when the three siblings has been reunited as one family again, their separate and bits knowledge or experience about their loving Father turn out to be a whole and complete knowledge and experience of their Father. Oh, how blessed the three siblings are! 


They still have a long journey, journey to complete puzzles that their Father gave them as one family and to each one of them. Thus, they will always be thankful for that one stream. Because they now have a family and one loving Father to walk with, and in their hearts they know they will never be alone again. :) 

Have I become wiser?

How does someone know if they have become wiser? How do you know you are a wise person or not? What is wise? What is the characteristic of a wise man? Once upon a time, people pictured wise man as someone who was old, doing meditation, contemplating on life and lived in secluded area such as deep in the forest, on mountaintop and if they can maybe in deep of the sea ;p. Nowadays, I’m not sure how people pictures wise man.

Basically, in psychology we do make measurement of many variables of humans, including their traits. And I’m sure there’s been wise measurement and there’s also conclusion or theory or characteristic of a wise person. Personally, I have not read single one about that. Hehehehehehe… Anyway, the topic of wise suddenly pop in my mind after I read my friend’s twit about her birthday ‘wisdom’, she basically said getting older means getting wiser, getting better and getting happier (courtesy of Rahmatika, 2011 ;p). And it makes me questioning about myself.

Am I a wise person? I never think that way; surely wise was not one of my characteristics. I even dare you to find one person who thinks that I am! And now I’m reflecting on my life. Did I’ve become wiser than a year ago, a month ago, and a day ago? In some ways, I think I am.

How do I know that? You see, I’m a ‘process’ person, that is in the simple term; person who believe in process and not really care about the results. I enjoy being in the process, yeah until you've realized that the processes are you in troubles, you are in hard situations, and you are in despair. Then the only thought that crosses my mind was I want to get out from this, I want it to end soon. So much of a process person ^^;

The processes that I’ve been through and still going through are not an easy one, when I think that I have a grasp on it, suddenly it fell apart again. When I think that I’m enjoyed being in the process, suddenly I felt despair, scared and lost again. But the great thing is when you walked with God, it get easier by each step you take (Isaiah 41:13). I’ve been through that, for the first time when I decided to walk this path with God, the problems seemed so hard, I easily got lost, easily got scared, so hard for me to rely completely in God and trusted Him. But for the second time around -and hopefully for every rounds- I can feel His presence with me, I can rely everything with Him and it is more easy to feel His joy this time J. I still fell down but it gets easier to stand up and walk again with Him (Psalm 73:23). How I am blessed!

For me, God is God of process. I liked to think that He lays everything in the process, His faithfulness, His grace, His mercy, His teachings, His love, His reprimand (2Corinthians 12:9-10). And when we rush in the process to get to the end, to get the results, we surely miss a lot of His goodness. Don’t get too preoccupied with the results, with what we will get, because it already being prepared and provided by Him (1Corinthians 2:9). He already promised that, it will go nowhere. So at the mean time, let’s dwelling in His goodness through the processes!

Of course, it always easy to do the talk, but it never gets easier to walk the talk. I know that, because in moment of troubles sometimes it is hard to see that. That’s why I believe the power of support groups (1Corinthians 12:25). When I looked back, I can smile and feel His presence and His ways of showing me what I’ve been forgetting through my support groups. My best friend reminds me on how I believe on process, that the Oliph she knew was Oliph that can endure every process, Oliph who was getting strong in every process. My brothers -who I very truly blessed to have-, reminded me everything that I have been telling them in their moments of troubles. They reminds me of the God their sister has faith in, the God their sister has been blessed with, the God their sister processing with. And in that time I knew that my God was never once leaving me behind (Deuteronomy 31:8). 

This is how I know I have become wiser (I’m not comfortable saying I am a wise person) than I was before. And I have my Father to be thankful for! J

Try again
Never stop believing
Try again
Don't give up on your love
Stumble and fall
Is the heart of it all
When you fall down
Just try again
-Try Again, Westlife-
(Our support group theme song ;p)

Lost In Translation

Hi! Nampaknya penulis sudah lama tidak menulis di blog ini, entah karena memang tidak ada yang mendesak untuk dibagi kepada para pembaca atau memang penulis mengalami kebingungan tingkat akut. Hmm… yang terakhir mungkin lebih menyerupai kondisi penulis. So it’s been another year, another place, another responsibility, another life stories yang sebenarnya banyak yang bisa dibagikan kepada para pembaca. Lalu kenapa penulis tidak menuliskan pengalaman hidup penulis di blog ini seperti yang sudah-sudah? Well, jawaban yang gampang dikatakan namun sulit dalam menjalankannya adalah karena penulis merasa penulis belum selesai dalam memaknai hal-hal yang sudah terjadi setahun belakangan. Jadi Lost In Translation bagi penulis sangat cocok dalam mengambarkan keadaan penulis.

Some of you maybe know my stories; some of you know little bits of it. Others maybe don’t have any idea what has happened in my life. Hahahahahahaha…. Sorry to disappoint you, penulis tidak akan menceritakan secara detail apa-apa saja yang telah terjadi setahun terakhir (I think my FB and Twitter already cover that ;p). Apa yang akan penulis bagikan dalam postingan kali ini lebih kepada hasil pemaknaan (sejauh ini, walau penulis rasa masih setengah perjalanan) dari apa yang sudah penulis alami selama setahun belakangan. Jujur saja, proses memaknai kehidupan kali ini sungguh sangat berat bagi penulis, begitu beratnya sehingga penulis merasa benar-benar tersesat dan kehilangan jati diri. Tentu saja bagai kedua sisi mata uang, hal tersebut akan memiliki positif dan negatif yang tetap membentuk diri penulis. Tidak semua orang-orang terdekat menyadari perubahan dalam diri penulis, beberapa hanya melihat dari sisi positifnya, dan sebenarnya penulis merasa hanya ada satu orang yang membuat penulis menyadari sisi negatifnya. And truly I’m so blissful to have her as a part of my life :).

Kebalikan dari yang umumnya terjadi dimana seringkali lebih mudah terlihat sisi negatifnya, dalam proses kali ini justru penulis terlebih dahulu merasakan sisi positifnya. Mengapa penulis merasa proses yang terjadi kali ini begitu berat adalah karena penulis merasa bahwa Tuhan benar-benar menegur penulis dengan keras. Penulis percaya bahwa apa yang terjadi dalam hidup penulis merupakan bagian dari rancangan Tuhan. Lucunya penulis merasa bahwa Tuhan melakukan banyak modifikasi dari rancangan awalNya demi memenuhi dan memfasilitasi kehendak bebas penulis :p. Ia benar-benar membiarkan penulis melakukan kehendak bebas penulis, bahkan mungkin apabila ada limitnya penulis sudah sampai overlimit. Penulis kehabisan kata-kata dalam melukiskan betapa besar kasih setia Tuhan dalam menantikan penulis untuk kembali datang dan menyerahkan remote control hidup penulis kepadaNya. Proses menyerahkan kembali remote control tersebut juga tidak mudah. Selama ini penulis telah terlena dengan pemenuhan kehendak bebas, kemudahan dalam mendapatkan apa yang menjadi keinginan penulis membuat penulis merasa penulis dapat berjalan dengan kekuatan sendiri. Such a fool thought! Seberat dan sesusah apapun yang telah penulis alami, penulis bersyukur karena dengan apa yang telah terjadi, penulis dapat kembali intim dengan Pencipta penulis. Penulis dapat mengatakan bahwa Tuhan menegur dengan sangat keras kali ini adalah karena Ia membuat penulis menyadari bahwa tidak ada kekuatan lain yang bisa penulis andalkan selain DiriNya. Penulis tidak dapat lari kemanapun lagi selain ke hadiratNya. There’s no other way, there’s only His way!!

Sebenarnya, penulis telah lama rindu untuk memiliki kedekatan yang intim denganNya sama seperti ketika penulis remaja. Banyak peristiwa dalam hidup penulis yang membuat penulis mencari-cari hadiratNya, namun rupanya penulis masih berkeras hati dalam mendengarkan panggilanNya untuk kembali. Penulis memiliki keinginan untuk patuh dan berkenan di hadapan Tuhan, namun penulis masih belum rela memberikan remote control kepadaNya. Hingga akhirnya Tuhan menegur dengan membuat penulis merasa terpuruk, jatuh ke dalam keterpurukan begitu dalam sehingga penulis merasa tidak layak untuk mencari Tuhan, tidak layak untuk mendapatkan kasih Tuhan kembali. Over and over again, He showed how He loved us so much, so that in whatever condition we are, He will always greet us with rejoice if we come and seek Him. Ketika penulis merasa sudah hampir di titik akhir, God shows me that He ain’t finished with me yet. This is where the faith begins. Here and nowhere else is the appointed place. At this very moment, place and time that I have to learn to love Him again, where it seems He is not at work, where His will seems obscure or frightening (thanks to Max Lucado and Elisabeth Elliot who helped me see this :)). I rest my weary soul in Thee; I give Thee back the life I owe. I am now to march with God!

Proses pemaknaan terasa begitu berat juga disebabkan karena banyak hal yang terjadi dalam waktu hampir bersamaan, sehingga proses pemaknaan menjadi tercampur baur. Penulis juga tidak menyadari hal tersebut, hanya satu orang yang mampu membuat penulis menyadari bahwa ada perubahan negatif yang telah terjadi dalam diri penulis. Memang sungguh ia dapat menjalankan fungsi sebagai cermin dengan baik. Negatif disini lebih merujuk kepada artian kualitas diri yang negatif (at least bagi penulis), seperti low energy, tidak yakin dengan kemampuan sendiri, tidak memiliki hasrat dan impian, pasif. Bila dilihat lagi, kebalikan dari gambaran diri penulis yang dahulu seperti optimis, cheerful, dreamer. Pada akhirnya, penulis jadi merasa tersesat dan seperti kehilangan jati diri. Terlebih setelah membaca kembali postingan-postingan sebelumnya di blog ini, penulis merasa orang yang menulis postingan tersebut dengan penulis sudah merupakan pribadi yang berbeda. Dan ternyata yang membuat penulis tersesat adalah selama ini penulis hanya menyadari perubahan ke arah positif yang terjadi dan melupakan perubahan negatif yang juga turut menyertai.

Saking tersesatnya, hingga sang filsuf pun terheran-heran dengan pola pemikiran penulis yang mencampuradukan antara proses pemaknaan pada satu peristiwa dengan peristiwa lainnya. Anehnya dengan hanya senyuman dan tanpa perdebatan yang menguras energi, sang filsuf bisa menggelitik penulis untuk berkontemplasi mengenai proses ketersesatan penulis dalam memaknai kehidupan. Penulis merasa masih setengah jalan dalam memaknai proses ketersesatan ini, namun menyadari adanya perubahan negatif tersebut merupakan langkah awal bagi penulis. Bila tidak, mungkin penulis bisa tersesat semakin dalam dan semakin lama. Ketika penulis merangkul perubahan negatif yang turut menyertai dalam proses pemaknaan, maka penulis dapat meminta penyertaanNya untuk memaknai kehidupan dari kedua sisi tersebut. Tentu saja, masih panjang proses pemaknaan ini sehingga penulis tidak dapat membagi hasil akhir kepada para pembaca, namun penulis dapat membagikan sedikit dari yang telah penulis dapatkan sejauh ini. Interaksi antara perubahan negatif dan positif dalam proses pemaknaan kehidupan penulis dapat membuat penulis mengatakan bahwa my faith in Him is a source of motivation and optimism :). Tuhan memberkati pembaca sekalian!

the spirit of Kartini

Tanggal 21 April selalu diperingati sebagai hari Kartini. Hari tersebut juga identik dengan peragaan busana nasional terutama kebaya oleh anak-anak kecil. Hanya saja, tahun ini penulis cukup terkejut karena keponakan penulis yang notabene masih masuk kelas toddler merayakan Kartini-an dengan menggunakan kostum nurse/perawat. Penulis sempat keheranan dan bertanya-tanya mengapa para anak-anak di kelas tersebut disuruh memilih kostum profesi yang mereka sukai? Bukankah kostum nasional merupakan tradisi dalam perayaan Kartini?

Entah sejak kapan perayaan Kartini menjadi suatu bentuk peragaan busana nasional, terutama kebaya untuk kaum wanita. Bila saja keponakan penulis tidak disuruh mencari kostum profesi untuk perayaan tersebut, mungkin hingga sekarang penulis belum tersadar tentang apa yang dahulu sebenarnya diperjuangkan oleh Kartini. Penulis memang bukanlah aktivis wanita atau seseorang yang kompeten untuk berbicara mengenai perjuangan kaum wanita. Penulis hanyalah seorang wanita biasa yang melakukan perenungan mengenai dirinya sendiri dengan mengacu pada semangat sosok seorang Kartini.

Apa yang diperjuangkan oleh Kartini? Pasti semua akan menjawab tentang hak-hak wanita, emansipasi wanita atau kesetaraan gender, yang pada jaman beliau menyangkut kesetaraan dalam memperoleh pendidikan, status di masyarakat serta masalah poligami. Penulis mencoba melihat sisi lain dari perjuangan seorang Kartini. Bagi penulis, Kartini sebenarnya berusaha mencapai aktualisasi dirinya. Apakah aktualisasi diri itu? Mengutip Abraham Maslow (Wikipedia, 2010), aktualisasi diri merupakan suatu hasrat untuk menjadi individu yang lebih dan lebih lagi, untuk menjadi apapun yang individu tersebut mampu. Aktualisasi diri merupakan hasrat pemenuhan diri (self-fulfillment), salah satunya adalah kecenderungan individu untuk menyadari apa yang menjadi potensi aktual dirinya. Singkat kata, aktualisasi diri adalah kesadaran diri kita sepenuhnya terhadap potensi yang kita miliki. Tentu saja, aktualisasi diri tidak berhenti sampai pada tahap menyadari, namun terus menerus berkembang hingga sampai pada tahap pemenuhan terhadap potensi tersebut.

Kartini merupakan sosok individu yang telah berhasil mencapai aktualisasi diri pada jamannya. Walau mungkin terlihat bahwa aktualisasi diri Kartini belumlah sampai pada tahap yang diharapkan oleh beliau. Kematian merenggut nyawa Kartini, ketika dirinya sedang dalam proses mencapai aktualisasi dirinya. Masih banyak impian serta potensi dirinya yang menunggu waktu untuk bersemi; kebebasan, otonomi dan kesamaan hak wanita di masyarakat, membangun sekolah untuk para wanita, meningkatkan industri kerajinan kayu di Jepara, menulis buku, menjadi guru, belajar ke Eropa (sumber Wikipedia). Namun, ia boleh berbangga di atas sana karena lebih dari 100 tahun kemudian apa yang dahulu menjadi aktualisasi dirinya telah menjadi pencapaian bagi banyak kaum wanita di Indonesia. Dengan demikian, para wanita Indonesia sekarang merupakan bentuk aktualisasi diri dari Kartini. Inilah yang penulis dapat katakan merupakan kehebatan dari sosok Kartini. Aktualisasi diri beliau ternyata tidak hanya berguna bagi dirinya sendiri, melainkan dapat berguna bagi masyarakat terutama kaum wanita.

Bagi penulis, esensi dari perjuangan seorang Kartini adalah pencapaian aktualisasi dirinya. Menurut penulis seharusnya yang dirayakan adalah sejauh mana pencapaian aktualisasi diri kita masing-masing. Tentu saja aktualisasi diri tiap orang berbeda-beda, tidak harus melulu tentang emansipasi dan hak-hak wanita. Amat disayangkan apabila kita terjebak dalam stigma bahwa semangat Kartini hanyalah semangat emansipasi dan hak-hak wanita. Semangat Kartini adalah semangat untuk mencapai apa yang sebenarnya menjadi aktualisasi diri kita.

Perayaan Kartini yang dilakukan oleh keponakan penulis dengan mengenakan kostum profesi menyadarkan penulis bahwa hal tersebut juga merupakan perwujudan semangat Kartini. Anak-anak diminta untuk memilih kostum profesi yang mereka sukai merupakan langkah awal bagi mereka untuk menentukan impian mereka. Semangat Kartini dalam memenuhi aktualisasi dirinya dapat menjadi contoh bagi para anak-anak untuk juga mengejar pemenuhan aktualisasi diri mereka masing-masing. Jadi marilah kita merayakan semangat Kartini sebagai semangat untuk mencapai aktualisasi diri kita!!