Dear November,
do you mind if I dedicate this song to Paris, my dear city, the people of the city, the cafés and the concert place which suffered the recent attack?
I knew you wouldn’t. Right now I am not in my favorite cafés, observing passers-by and talking to friends and neighbors, but my heart is with them.
So, a song, “sous le ciel de Paris”, under Parisian sky, where love, lovers of life meet in a recent interpretation:
Dear November
today I went through some major self-questioning on my work: what if people who read my text find my writing alter-native, strange and the worst a bad interpretation of genuinely good writing? I had the feeling that I might be using the same words but I the combination comes up as something different. Am I part of a community or an Alien lost in translation?
What is worst, my freshly acquired mentor in London was not to be found after I send him some of my art work and I started imagining the worst possible scenario. He didn’t want to tell me how he disliked it so he was avoiding me instead.
After some hours of paranoia I decided to call him and we might meet tomorrow.
But in any case, whether he likes what he sees or not, I might need to assume some part of my alter-native-ness, explain and communicate better what seems to be important.
And continue looking for people who would like to come and inhabit my Alter-Land 🙂
http://www.teaching-certification.com/alternative-teaching-certification.html
Hello November
I am at my second coffee but I need something different to energize and transform me to a super productive, focused and effective person. An apple? Green Tea? Vitamin C?
Life in London starts to feel like my “normal” reality after almost a month and not like a kind of extended holiday. Is there a secret ingredient to boost my creativity?
I need to take a deep breath and accept that answering a Facebook test about “what is the ideal sport for me” (showjumping in my case) is absolutely all right.
Yes there are things to finish this week and yes I have a long list.
But inspiration is a very particular guest and she needs to find me ready when she passes by.
Ready to take the chance 🙂
Yes November I know: it is only Tuesday and if I want to get up early and start working on my project I should just go to sleep early. Be in bed at 22.00, 23.00 with my eyes closed. But I have these friends visiting from Paris and they have friends in London. Shouldn’t I make new acquaintances? It is not as if I knew awful lot people right now…
The thing is also they are at the other end of the city. Do I feel like commuting for an hour? Am I going to be out of balance financially if I start to go out here and there in the middle of the week?
I don’t know how big the temptation will be. For now I feel slightly hungry and I try to take the best rational and emotional decision.
So April how does it feel like for you?
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Hello November,
I realize this is the first post of the month so I wish you a warm welcome from London! All these details about bank accounts, mobile phone issues, tooth ache, just disappear in the background!
I am happy to be in London starting something new and the small discomforts and resistances are part of the adventure. So let it be let it be and go on! More the less we had a beautiful and sunny week-end!
Now what if my internet doesn’t work at home or if I have been overcharged for calls… what if the employee of the mobile phones store told me I can make international calls on mobile lines for less than land lines…
let’s not resist change and go with the flow wherever this is taking me…
But could you just give me a hint? Is it a good idea to come over here? Should I have returned to my parents’ home instead and hidden on the basement where no one would ever hear about my adventures and wishes to become a well-known author, an art authority and one of the sexiest women alive?
And here is a photo of a compatriote to inspire me, Brigitte Bardot 😉
http://brigittebardot.canalblog.com/archives/2009/07/10/14359881.html
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