November 6b-Challenge day 4: Finish your project April!

Dear November 6,

I might be awake until November 7 comes around, finishing a version of my project; tomorrow I need to submit it, but there is also material I have to gather, so writing a text isn’t the whole thing. Am I awake enough after a glass of wine? Should I go for a fourth coffee?

Do I understand what I read? Write what I think?

Do I think at all?

The most important thing is to give that impression 😉

No, I am sure I do, it is just communicating it that seems complicated at times.

And for sometimes, the right words come up at the right moment and we almost listen to ourselves surprised as is it were someone else 🙂

I prefer this second option!

 

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November 6- A motivating story by Jorge Bucay

Hello there November, I found this story told by the Argentinian psychologist Jorge Bucay and I find it motivating, so here it is:
Be a Freesia

Jorge Bucay’s Proverbs A king went to his garden and discovered that his trees, bushes and flowers were dying. The Oak told him that it was dying because it could not be as tall as the Pine. Getting back to the Pine, he found it drooping because it could not produce grapes as the grapevine. The Grapevine was dying, because it could not bloom as a Rose. The Rose was crying because it could not be as tall and solid as the Oak. Then he found a plant, a Freesia, in bloom and as fresh as ever.

The king asked:
– How is it that you grow healthily in the midst of this withered and gloomy garden?
– I don’t know. Maybe because I always assumed that when you planted me, you wanted freesias. If you would have wanted an Oak or a Rose, you would have planted those. At that moment, I told myself: “I will try to be a Freesia the best way I can”.

Now it is your turn. You are here to contribute with your fragrance. Simply look at yourself. There is no possibility that you can be another person. You can either enjoy being you and grow watered by your own love for yourself, or wither condemned by your own sentence…