I just got home for Christmas and I already had a mini-crisis with my father feeling old and not with much life left. I only said he should think of every day, but I couldn’t help feeling overwhelmed to have to raise his spirits.
So, what do I do to lift myself up, flying in the sky?
I go out for coffee, although it’s better to have a green juice. Maybe I will have both. And then, I connect with my friends.
I change the appearance of my blog 🙂
And after that, I look for my projects, as the project to publish my poetry…
When I visit my hometown, I am usually torn between my past, present and future self.
The past self, is what people used to know me for. It is a powerful self, because they have not followed through the changes I went through. There are things I might have not liked of this self, at the time. It could be that I have been shy.
And then, if I stay too long in one place, I feel that I betray my future self. Especially when I grow out of the image others see me for there. So I need to go to this new place where I can reinvent myself.
The old self could be great, but I might have disagreed with the public persona, others shared for me. For example, if I have been this shy kid, I might want to go places where I will be known for my adventurous spirit and exploits.
And if this is the case, I might again need to move on and also be known as someone who is bonding and member of a community.
Is there a best place? Is there Homme?
Homme can be everywhere, if it allows us to have been, to be and to continue becoming, exploring, loving, developing, independently of age.
I just got back to London with a flue after a month and a half absence in the South of France. Actually, that is where I come from. It has been working for an art exhibition, family, book presentations. And some real holidays.
And now where to April? To London for another year!
With desires, fears and wishes on the bags, I brought with me.
An update of my last adventures? It might help me to set new goals for the ” rentrée”, or getting back to school.
The first year in London worked quite well, and I got to publish my first book, in France in the meanwhile.
I am up to for another year in London, should I look for a regular job or finish my last book or both?
In the meanwhile, I am going for some chocolate to get inspiration!
I am again in France, “chez moi”, in other words, in my hometown at the mountains of the Alpes-Maritimes, the part of the Alpes which goes all the way down to the Mediterranean sea. Isn’t it just wonderful to combine the mountains and the sea?
Some people could wonder why would I ever have the idea to leave, but it is also wonderful to come back rich from experiences of other parts of the world!
With 3 hours sleep I feel happy to get back to coffee and ditch tea for a while… at the café of my hometown.
But in any case, I am here with a special mission. Check how it goes with my book, it seems that my editor is a bit lazy and we need a boost. All the village people were curious or were harassed to buy my book. Now it would be good to open up to a broader public. At least the next villages and the region 😉