Category Archives: Inspiration

A letter of apology and comments on blue week

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Bonsoir tout le monde,

What a crazy week! I am so sorry for keeping you out of the loop, I have so much to update you on. First off, let me explain this phenomena that I had no idea existed until very recently, Monday to be exact. I was in accounting class, (I’m back in school, I know, I can’t believe it myself) and my prof said something about blue week. I was so confused, she then goes to explain that blue week is supposed to be the most depressing week of the year.

Why you ask? ( I also asked, don’t feel bad)

She explained that it’s after the holiday cheer has worn off, we are offically back at work or school (both for me) we now have to face our holiday shopping credit card bill, and to top it off, the new resolutions we had firmly made are now crumbling beneath our feet.

That does sound pretty depressing.

Then I started to think. What about my new years resolutions?

I’m not as far along as I would have liked. I have yet to go to the gym. My schedule is always changing. So the time I get home is either dedicated to studying, answering work emails, sleeping and very little writing. The time I wake up has also varied, for example if I stay up till past midnight I will not function properly at 5:00 am.

That’s not to say that I’ve given up. Far from it. But I think it’s more important to do your best everyday, because every day is going to be different. I can’t always plan to be in bed by 9:30 every night so I can be up at 5:00. ( sometimes I get out of work at 9:00)  Or go grocery shopping on Saturday to prepare for the week. Or to bring my lunch everyday. Life happens. Today, for example,  I forgot my lunch. I had it packed ready to go, I was having breakfast and I don’t even know how I forgot it.

After that wonderful opening to a class i’m already not a big fan of, I felt a little defeated like the resolutions got to me. The 5am self, the little voice, it won. I could even hear  faintly, in the distance, the victory song.

And then I realized, It’s not over till it’s over.

I almost fell for it.

So sure, I have some balancing to do. We all do to a certain extent. Things aren’t ever really set in stone. And sometimes, If I have a lot to do and I don’t post it’s not because I don’t want to believe me, I have so much fun with all of you. I’ll probably tweet something so you know.

Fun Fact: The only consistent thing in my new years resolutions has been the quiting of coffee! ( although I had a major craving for it on monday, it was all good, I have a great support system and jasmine green tea just rocks my world)

A la prochaine,

De moi pour toi

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Saro solo un treno in transito and what that means to me

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Bonsoir a tous,

I apologize profusely for not posting yesterday, I came home pretty late and didn’t realize when I had knocked out sleeping.

I was thinking about what to write today and the words wouldn’t flow. I felt some sort of block. ( writer’s block/ writer’s doubt) Most of the time writing comes to me pretty naturally. I have a story I want to share and I do. Before starting this blog I had stacks of notebooks filled with tiny blurbs. Monologues, plays, diary entries, it would be a melange of things. Whatever I was feeling, I would express it, I wouldn’t censor myself. Sometimes I feel like I should censor myself. Even contemplating about the fact that I feel I should censor myself caused me to want to edit myself and that statement. “People don’t want to read that.” And the little voice appears. That little voice that knows when you have an inch of doubt, It could be about anything, writing, a decision. The little voice convinces us not to trust ourselves. And sometimes we believe it. It came from within, it must be right. It’s not. Not always. I believe in listening to our intuition, I think that doesn’t lead us astray. Our intuition would tell us to trust that although things may seem scary, to trust that we will be taken care of. We are works in progress; I used to be focused on the next 3 steps. What will happen next, I wasn’t focusing on what happened in front of me. I remembered the past but wanted to live in the future, that future where everything would finally be settled. What I failed to realize is that we are constantly in motion.

It actually hit me, I learned the lesson when I was in Italy. I was in Calabria, the streets were filled with graffiti. The people each on their individual journeys some walked alone, other in pairs; I watched them until I noticed something spray painted in Italian.  The wall read:

“Saro solo un treno in transito”

I came to find out that it meant. I will only be a train in motion.

In motion, In transition, In progress, in the process of.

I see a train. I see it glide before my eyes. I watch it pass me by. I feel the wind gently caress my face. A smile takes over. Then I realize I’m that train. I’m on a constant journey. The little voice forgets that, it wants us to doubt ourselves, to doubt our potential. However big or small when we fail to be honest with ourselves, we relinquish a little control to the voice that will have us doubt ourselves for life. Nothing will ever be enough for the little voice. When you think about it, the end result of anything is a fleeting moment. The middle, one foot in front of the other, that’s the exciting part, because there’s still so much more ahead and it could be anything, we could make it anything.

Today, I choose to dream, to be happy, right now. Writing, listening to music, be-ing.

Today I choose to be.

A la prochaine,

De moi pour toi

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Update: Today I woke up at 5:00am. Thankfully I’ve been “training” myself to do so. 7:30 one day 6:30 another and today 5:00am. Changing my alarm also helped, before I had piano to wake up because I argued that I didn’t want to be “startled awake”. I think that put me sleep quicker, and under warm blankets, you know the feeling i’m sure.  So from the Doctor Who theme song (Thankfully I didn’t wake up to a dalek) To Zen piano, I’ve found a happy medium (for now) The song Kids by MGMT. You see,  the beginning  sounds like when my niece and nephew  are running around the house and in that respect I’m up quickly to make sure they don’t get hurt.

Et voila. Day 2. Bring it. At 5:00 am =)

A la prochaine,

De moi pour toi

Lao Tzu on Love

Re-focusing New Years Resolutions

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Bonjour mes chers!

With the first week of the new year coming to a close I’ve decided to go about my new years resolutions in another way. What I’ve discovered in this week is that I’m trying to do too much all at once. What I mean by this is that although my resolutions are built in a way that they can all harmiously co-exist, I need to master one, engrain one habit before adding another. That way I build a good foundation and my new years resolutions stick.

The inspiration for this came in two ways:

First, in attempting to complete or rather, cultivate my resolutions I felt unfocused. I felt that If I continued to do everything all at once I would end up doing nothing.

This lead me to remember:

The Happiness Project- Gretchen Rubin

 On my reference shelf next to Eat Pray Love

Gretchen Rubin and The Happiness Project. In the book Gretchen takes her resolutions and categorizes them by month. She takes the whole month to focus  and work towards a particular goal. She continually challenges herself by then,  adding a new related resolution once she has mastered the first goal. The next month she focuses on another aspect and continues to do so every month.

 How do I plan on re-focusing?

Same principles. By addressing each of my resolutions monthly. So now, for the month of January I will focus on  building a morning routine by waking up early. The goal is 5:00 am everyday. Then I’ll focus on eating breakfast at home before leaving everyday. Once I’ve got those into my system, I’ll be up by 5:00am, have my breakfast and make lunch before leaving my home. If I can manage to squeeze in some time to take a walk, get some writing in or get ahead in my work day that would be amazing.

In Feburary, I will make my plan for maintaining a tidy room and maintaing my french.

I’m excited. I think I can make this work. One step at a time.

A la prochaine,

De moi pour toi

A Soiree of artists

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Bonjour mes chers,

If you could have a soiree with any artist, dead or alive, from any time period, who would you have?

After writing my blog post yesterday on Auguste Rodin, I started to think deeper about the question. So I started listing, this is my list for now but as the years go by it may change as I get more knowledge and learn about new artists.

All the artists on this list are here because they inspire me. I have huge amounts of respect and admiration for them. All these artists have one thing in common and that is their passion for everything. It is embedded in their work, the relationships they had, their friendships and the legacy they left behind.

The evening would consist of food from around the world, Wine (of course) and lively discussion in various languages.

In no particular order:

Auguste Rodin- Sculptor Born November 12th 1840

Auguste Rodin

Auguste Rodin: Sculptor. Born November 12 1840. French. Incredibly talented man. The thinker, The kiss. Yeah that’s him. Favourite quote: ” “The main thing is to be moved, to love, to hope, to tremble, to live. Be a man before being an artist!”

coco_chanel

Coco Chanel- Photo By © Lipnitzki / Roger-Viollet

Gabrielle “Coco” Chanel: Fashion Designer. Born August 19th 1883. French. Strong, wise, hardworking woman and style icon. Founder of the Chanel brand. Little black dress, yeah that’s her.  Favourite quote: “I don’t understand how a woman can leave the house without fixing herself up a little – if only out of politeness. And then, you never know, maybe that’s the day she has a date with destiny. And it’s best to be as pretty as possible for destiny.”

Federico Garcia Lorca- http://boppin.com

Federico Garcia Lorca- http://boppin.com

Federico Garcia Lorca: Poet, Playwright, Composer. Born June 5th 1898. Spanish.  Known for the rural tragedies. Blood Wedding, Yerma, The house of bernarda Alba. Lorca wrote with vivid poetic detail. He wrote about love, death, passion, betrayal and honour. Favourite quote: In Spain, the dead are more alive than the dead of any other country in the world”

Pina Bausch- google images

Pina Bausch- Google images

Philippina “Pina” Bausch: Dancer, choreographer, former ballet director of Tanztheatre Wuppertal. Born July 27th 1940. German. Pina presented stunning, breathtaking work. She believed in using the elements and in an honest exchange between performer and audience member. Words are not enough to express, you have to experience Pina. Watch the documentary “Pina” Just do it.  Favourite quote: “To understand what I am saying, you have to believe that dance is something other than technique. We forget where the movements come from. They are born from life. When you create a new work, the point of departure must be contemporary life — not existing forms of dance.”

Pablo Picasso- pablopicasso.org

Pablo Picasso- pablopicasso.org

Pablo Picasso. Painter. Spanish. Born October 25 1881. A man of many talents from wooing the ladies, to paint, to mixed media. Picasso embraced the changes in his  life and used it to influence his body of work. His essence lives in his work. Favourite quote: “Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once we grow up.”

Honourable Mention:

Henri-cartier Bresson

Edith Piaf

Yves Saint Laurent

Who would be on your list?

A la prochaine,

De moi pour toi

Happy New Year: a poem pour vous

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Bonjour à tous

Happy New Year! I thought I would share a poem that gives me a sense of inspiration for the journey ahead.  I hope it can shed some light on wherever you are in your journey.

Willy Ronis

Willy Ronis- Le Petit Parisien 1952

The Optimists Creed Authour unknown

Promise yourself to be so stong that nothing  can disturb your peace of mind.

To talk health and happiness with every person you meet.

To make all your friends feel that there is something in them.

To look at the sunny side of everything and make your optimism come true.

To think only the best, to work only for the best and to expect only the best.

To be just as enthusiastic about the success of others as you are of your own.

To forget mistakes of the past and press on to the greater achievements of the future.

To wear a cheerful countenance at all times and give every living creature you meet a smile.

To give so much to the improvement of yourself that you have no time to criticize others.

To be too LARGE for worry too NOBLE for anger too STRONG for fear and too HAPPY to permit the prescence of trouble.

Update: So I welcomed the  New year with an ACHOOO.  Neo citran in hand,  I raise my mug to wish you all  a lovely 2013.  All the best.

A la prochaine,

De moi, pour toi

Happy Belated holidays and more growing pains

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Bonjour tout le monde,

I hope you had a wonderful time with your loved ones, sharing memories and laughter to last a lifetime. I apologize for not posting. Between cooking, cleaning, babysitting and trying key word “trying” to have a social life. I feel like I’m exhausted by the end of the day and I could be managing my time better.

Yesterday, I ran into a girl I went to highschool with. Now, having finished school and in the “real world” the pressure is on. We exchanged the usual plesantries and then the question we both wanted to avoid came up. “What are you up to right now?”

Needless to say, we both aren’t where we would like to be in our careers. And  I learned that yes, it takes time. I can’t compare myself to other people because it’s not only torture,  but we each have our own journey and with that comes pace.  I want to believe that this is all happening for a reason. And that growing will feel uncomfortable because it is something I’m not used to.  Growing means facing fear head on,rather than running from it. To grow means being outside of our comfort zone and knowing that the lesson will come in unexpected ways.  Looking back on the year it has been a series of ups and downs. Great moments filled with tears of joy and  unfortunately necessary moments filled with tears of grief. I feel like I have been growing but its far from over. There are more things to come, more challenges to face, more people to meet and more memories to make. I look forward to the upcoming year with anticipation and yes, a bit of anxiety.

Tommorow:  The New Years Resolutions.

Thank you for reading,

A la Prochaine,

De moi pour toi

 

 

Elizabeth Gilbert on your elusive creative genius

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Bonsoir a tous!

Yesterday, I was looking up the  soundtrack for Eat Pray Love and stumbled upon this video.

I had to share this with you.

I can totally relate and would love to hear your thoughts.

 What do you think of what she says? Do you agree with Elizabeth Gilbert?

A la prochaine,

De moi pour toi

Rene Char- L’homme, le poet, et ses mots

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Bonsoir tout le monde,

When I first decided to look up the man whom Elizabeth Bard quoted in her memoir entitled lunch in Paris: a love story with recipes, I did not know what to expect. The idea of looking up this man who was admired, quoted and then whom I quoted by the sheer fact that his words stuck with me. He had the ability use his words to affect curiousity and change with brevity.

What I found as I read article upon article was that this was a man who influenced those he encountered. From the surrealist movement, to existentialism, born June 14th1907 in L’Isle-sur-la-Sorgue and died in Paris on February 19th 1988. This poet influenced the world with his words. His famous works include: Leaves of hypnos, Fureur et mystère, Les Matinaux, Le Nu perdu, among many others. Throughout his life he maintained numerous friendships with artists of the 20th century. These include Albert Camus, Pablo Picasso, and later on in life Martin Heidegger.

Even writing this post I feel I have not done him justice, work in progress right? I still need to read some more of his stuff. What is your favourite Char poem? Or collection of poems?

Personally, the quote from my previous post and the one below are my favourites. I can’t wait to read more on him.

Etre poète, c’est avoir de l’appétit pour un malaise dont la consommation, parmi les tourbillons de la totalité des choses existantes et pressenties, provoque, au moment de se clore, la félicité. {1}(1945)

To be a poet is to have an appetite for a discomfort whose consummation, among the whirlwinds of totality of things existing and foreseen, provokes, at the moment of closure, happiness. {1}

A la prochaine,

De moi, pour toi

{1} caws, mary-ann. n. page. Web. 27 Nov. 2012. <http://www.brooklynrail.org/2007/12/poetry/ren-char&gt;.