TO KEEP READING ME, FIND ME AT MY NEW PLACE
You will never know why.
I will never know why.
Life takes us by surprise sometimes…
FOLLOW ME ON MY NEW WEBSITE
On the wet grass
The feather flies
Between my naked arms
Love is not about what you can give (to another)
Love is not about what you can receive (from another)
If you look at Love from a distance
You’ll see what you are giving
And what you are receiving
Love stands alone
Love can’t be controlled
Love exists and waits for the right time
To come into your life
Love only asks you to be you
And to let go
In the knowing that
Love can last a lifetime
Love often takes you by surprise
Inviting you to the dance
Love can’t be contained
Love is the essence of Life
No Life can exist without Love
Sometimes writing feels like dipping your fingers in chocolate ice cream
It’s delicious till you can’t stand it
It’s sweet till you can’t eat it
It makes you happy till it makes you sick
It’s happening to me right now as I am in process of re-reading my manuscript. It’s not so much about the story, it’s more about finding the right word, organizing paragraphs, crossing off lines, writing differently. I love it tille I hate it.
So I stop, take a pause, find something else to do, till the passion is back and the paper is not a threat anymore.
And you, how do you see writing? Is it always easy or do you find yourself lost from time to time?
When Jennifer told me she would be in Paris and would love to meet, the first thought that crossed my mind is « I can’t do this ». It’s not that I did not want to see her or anything lik thise, it’s just that the first words that came through my mind were “not good enough”.
I hate these three words.
But they rush like blood into my veins every time I am facing a new situation, a situation that involves new people.
And then, something happened in my mind. I heard a voice saying “what – not good enough – you’re joking!”
I was not.
I mean we were talking about Jennifer Burden there – the founder & CEO of World Moms Network, the woman with ideas, passion, who got involved with the UN Foundation and even got to meet the UN Secretary General, Ban ki-Moon.
I was so scared.
And then I answered “Fabulous, I can’t wait to meet you”, thinking that I still had 3 weeks to get ready.
And then I realized there was nothing to fear. I realized all this “not good enough” bullshit was not about me. It was about all the assholes I met before. I make the choice to stop this voice in my head.
So we met.
And I can say that we had a fabulous time. Meeting Jennifer was like meeting an old friend. We had so much to share about our lives, doubts, dreams. We enjoyed this special moment. It was a special treat to me. I met an open-minded and delicious woman. She was not one to fear or be afraid of. We were just two women happy to connect.
A week later, it was Purnima’s – senior editor at WMN – turn to be in Paris with her family. The bad voice did not come back. I would have told her “shut up” anyway. And again we shared a nice moment all together. It was even hard letting her and her family go.
I am so grateful to have met these wonderful ladies and to have overcome my fears. They both taught me an invaluable lesson:
Walking on sandcastles
Made by little hands
Searching for a sense
Turned to the ground
On the deserted beach
Summer is gone
In a blink of an eye
I’d rather die
Bury my feet into the spongy ground
Vanish into the night
I’d rather stay silent
Steal the key of the door
Taking to my heart
I’d rather fly away
Walk barefoot on fire
Swim till I can breathe no more
I’d rather escape
Take up arms
Fight against the Lion
I’d rather scream so loud
That everybody has to hide
I’d rather risk my life
Than going back to you
In September last year I shared with you inspiring projects by fabulous ladies! Don’t get me wrong, some men are doing great things too. But I like to honor the ladies here – no offense!
So, let’s see what’s going on around:
Any inspiring project to share with us? I am all for any you have in mind…
Patch of sunshine
Reaching across the blue sky