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Forming a Moon

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Forming a human chain, touching each other’s body with our multiple hands, strangers kissing, smelling someone’s skin and caressing his cheeks, letting your hair flow in the wind, having your toes licked by this guy … looking into her eyes and seeing pure pleasure. Sensing the attraction growing even though you seriously told yourself it was dangerous. Letting go, flowing with your heart to the rhythm of a melody, listening to your inner waves collapsing on each heartbreak, shaping a new beginning.

Observing my Facebook chat bar on the right corner of my screen and all these memories coming back to me. All these never ended-never started stories gathered in one bar, one single scrolling action to see my life unfold. My deceptions, my regrets, my fears are right in front of me now. I’m a very lazy fatalist, letting something bigger decide.

Why do we keep so many faces, so many intense memories, so many encounters, and so many incredible experiences into our brains? How is it possible now to have them so near digitally on a stupid bar while visualizing them come back to life. I feel this lost love’s heart beating as he connects and disconnects from the live chat, I picture him hesitating to send me a “hello”. Am I simply dreaming? Yes! Or, maybe not? Who knows what would happen if I posted a new profile picture in an hour. Would some old dates or new single guys get all excited learning I’m still alive and beautiful (thanks to this new filter I chose). Are we all obsessed with Communication?

Who can’t be alone anymore while still so lonely? For instance, I could speak to so many people as I write this story. I could interact with deep souls, have lighter conversations in Spanish, learn what’s going on in Cambodia, schedule a future movie date in Paris, find a place to stay for free in NYC … I collected so many Facebook friends. If you use Facebook intelligently you can keep in touch with encounters all over your world travels and create new ones. This can go on and on and on … more options, more conversations, more discoveries, more miles, more openness, and more inspiration for creative things, more Life …

Yet, lately I had a realization. I was traveling in Israel and felt truly at home. I fell deeply in Love with Tel Aviv. My crazy mind reacted very fast: “Should I move there?” The situation and timing is perfect. I am a big fan of moving to new places and getting to know new people, new places and learning a new language.

Forming a moon is a song I heard in a bar in Tel Aviv. It triggered something deep inside of me as if it was a sign sent from G.od. I realized I didn’t want to be disturbed, I didn’t want so many people to talk to, I didn’t want to be popular, I just needed a funny, honest, interesting human being to share my time with. Since then, I’ve been filled with so much love and in need to hug my parents. As if I had become a Child again (aren’t we always and forever the child of our parents anyway?)

Right this second, I’m alone sitting at my desk and still spontaneously writing this piece. I just write what comes to mind as if I was speaking to you. Never erasing, rewriting or correcting, same, as I would do in my Life.

It’s my philosophy: staying true to myself, endlessly trying, going with my feelings, being passionate, writing my own story even if it’s full of spelling mistakes, omissions or imperfections.

My writing style is my Lifestyle. I cannot stop listening to Forming a Moon picturing myself in the streets of Tel Aviv with my yoga mat and my fresh banana date juice. I am living ahead of time, I’m living in the Future and that’s why I cannot talk to anyone, cannot click on anyone’s name in that chat bar … just waiting for a divine Sign.

The Butterfly shadow

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Half an hour ago, I was staring at myself in the mirror looking into my tired tearful eyes and realized I might as well become blind after watching the News on TV at a friend’s place (which, I never normaly do). I had this thought for a few seconds; do blind people think differently?

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Lately, I’ve been blinded in my professional and private lives. I’ve took in way more than what I could handle, I have let people in too easily, opened my arms to strangers, listened to their stories, invested into doomed relationships and now, I’m exhausted. I feel my body aching after this past year of excitement, pursuing my lifelong dreams, the big picture painted into my brain since I was a little human being.

I am affected. I am severely affected, shocked and sad. I am afflicted with our species. All these violent terrorist attacks against our Humanity are deeply consuming me.

In these tough moments we tend to keep things into perspective, to tell ourselves our lives are so short, we should live to the fullest. Living the present moment and all these Carpe diem philosophies. Nevertheless, for some unknown reasons, I cannot find a meaning anymore. I am listening to my inspirational song and I still feel blessed I can hear these soothing notes and sounds. I am grateful for everything I have in life, I just don’t understand the sense of all of it.

I’ve experienced so much in the past years; I feel I’ve lived 8 lives already. I keep on getting on my feet over and over again. Is it because of my turning 30 in a few weeks? Is it because of all this nonsense in this world? Is it because I am too sensitive, too complicated, too difficult, never satisfied? I’m just too tired to try to understand, to force myself, to give, to love, to try over, when everything is so ephemeral. I can’t stand Butterflies and I can’t stand its metaphor.

From now on, I choose to feel less, to be careful, to control, to think before I act. I choose to Live with caution when everyone is advertising the famous “LET GO” motto. I tried it so many times, I live by it, I sleep on it, I run with it, breathe it, fly it, connect with it, love with it, meet with it … and now, I’m so sick of it! I want to take reasonable decisions and be able to open up my eyes. I hate this feeling of blindness and I dislike every unpredictable emotion. I want to take time for ME, take care of ME and share the rest with valuable people I deeply love.

I love how the new generation copes with its emotions. It’s all about communicating, sharing, posting, reposting, tagging, … which I’m about to do pretty soon by publishing this article online. So, are we doomed to become blind and to close our eyes to the realm of our beauty? Would it just be too intense to deal with? Would it be too adventurous to allow ourselves to focus on one thing at a time?

We are butterflies showing off our beautiful, marvelous wings yet; we are gone in a split second. We don’t need to grow; we need to feel Now and with Intensity. Perseverance, patience and construction are far-gone.

Let’s all open our wings and fly away … To the blue-sky of Maturity.

The Adulthood Scam

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Three weeks ago, I reunited with a chilhood friend. He turned 30 this evening and I was invited to his birthday party. I was happy to find another one of our common friends who was in primary school with me. He became an artist, making videos, art and editing. I cannot really remember hanging out with him at the time yet, it is so precise in my head how we all used to be so close, to share these childhood moments, to basically grow up together.

Sharing theses extraordinary moments of childhood are the most wonderful gift creating everlasting links.

I’ve been reminiscing the past these days. Maybe while confronted to this situation tonight, I realized how I missed the innocence of childhood, the beauty of the constant amazement, the shared imagination, our hopes for a peaceful future, a future of Love, excitement, laughter and bliss. I remember how friendship would be so strong it would be our world, our glory. All these sleepovers you had to fight for, all these common pleasures we cherished : making up stories, recording theatrical scenes on an old cassette, playing witches and making magic potions, dreaming of being a psychic, becoming a private detective after watching the X-Files, hunting for clues, making scenarios out of tiny details, playing Rayman in 2D and other million things I cannot recall.

It’s so refreshing to relive all these cherished moments.

They come back so easily when you are amongst these people from your past. It’s so invigorating! Looking back I can also recall how time would pass so slow. You would take such a longtime to walk the stairs of life. Each step feeling like a lifetime.I’m crying of melancholia while writing this piece. I’m crying of not being able to see the world through my childish eyes anymore. Even though I keep trying to live in the moment, keeping my inner-child aware and staying goofy, I have been stamped by life experiences. My mother told me something I didn’t really processed last week. I can tell you how it perfectly resonates now. She said I have had so many experiences; I have lived so many different lives, that maybe my mind cannot settle down anymore, maybe I can no longer stabilize my thoughts and cannot deal with reality.

I’m an experience seeker. Traveling, discovering and meeting new people is my adrenaline.

Yet, I’m so disgusted by Adulthood. This Adult figure you were supposed to respect, to look up to. These grownups suck. Each time I want to socialize and meet new people in “real” life (not over the internet, which I’ve been doing lately), I instantly begin judging when they drink too much, when they make fun of others, when they are loud in order to impress, when they brag about taking drugs or having a fortune … I need straightforward encounters, genuine people and profound conversations. I realized even though I don’t always initiate them I still magnetize people with that precise energy. My childhood friend’s younger brother was here this evening. He told me about this book on MBTI (French accronym I guess) a technic invented to characterize which type of person we are (introvert, extravert, dominant…). It’s rare to find this type of conversation in a bar, in a nightclub or social settling. Nevertheless, I always end up having these deep discussions, very stimulating for my brain.

Nonetheless, sometimes I just wish I could enjoy drinking and simply smile while gazing at this adult world freed from any judgements. That would be enough to feel unchained from my overanalyze and my fervor for writing everything.

Is it a way of shielding myself from this “real” adult world? Am I just terrified and hiding behind my words and my prose?

Rescuing a Fading Love

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I felt like writing these words since we don’t seem to be able to communicate anymore. I know you have your own outlook on everything but please, let me show you mine:

I know you don’t trust me. I wouldn’t trust myself either in some ways. I know I made a lot of mistakes. I really truly was afraid. I was afraid that one day we wouldn’t be US anymore, that I would wake up and just be ME again.

 

I felt so amazingly alive with you like I never did before. All I ever wanted was for us to be happy, to share our different life passions, to understand each other’s needs and to remain truly connected. I guess it finally happened. Turns out, I wasn’t the woman you expected me to be. We couldn’t communicate the way you wanted to. You got frustrated and I got hurt. What we had disappeared slowly and slowly. I got hurt again, I tried to protect myself and at the same time tried to fix things. It could no longer work since I wasn’t 100% myself anymore.

 

You started pushing back, being distant, cold, hurtful sometimes. This was your way of protecting yourself. You started wanting more space, more privacy to lessen the pressure. The pressure of an US that was fading … I kept on trying and telling you how I felt about us. In vain since you were already far gone.

 

I just want you to know, I still feel the same. I deeply love you. I’ve loved you since the first time I saw you. You’re an amazing person and I love listening to you, I love touching you, laughing with you, being goofy, acting like a baby sometimes so you can take care of me, listening to you play music, the way you get excited about small things in life, the way you see things, I get who you are even if you don’t see that. I’m sorry if I hurt you. I did it to protect myself which led to this.

 

The cuter I was the more you pushed me away. You say you were suffocating, trapped, confused, doubting. My heart got affected. Affected with everything you ever said because I believe in WORDS. You said you preferred to be alone, that you felt we were friends instead of lovers, you needed your privacy …I protected myself after listening to all this nonsense. I tried reaching back to you, getting closer again, feeling a slight connection… So I chose a physical way.  I strongly needed it like never before to feel we were still US, that you still felt the same way. You pushed me back again …

 

We’ve been doing this for a while now. I just feel we did it all wrong.

 

Instead of surrounding us with bad vibes, saying we are not going to help each others’ lives, feeling all this is a huge burden, that we have no chemistry, that we ruined each others lives …  we should try to understand what the other one needs, how he feels and focus on what makes each other smile, laugh & happy!

 

We’ve been too arrogant and stubborn that we started pointing out every little things we did for each other, when they should be automatic, with no efforts. These little things we do for each other should bring us peace, we shouldn’t even be thinking about them or count them. We should just act in a way that we know is right. Right because true. Right because loving. Right because that’s the way we would want to be treated and be loved.

 

We both went over board in words and actions. You said you didn’t felt the connection anymore, so we were growing apart physically already and then … even mentally. I was more afraid than ever. We became enemies. You hid things, started to live alone although we lived under the same roof, hurting me in secret in a way. I understood that it was a way to protect yourself as I had the same defense mechanism.

 

Hatred started to grow. I would hate the way you wouldn’t look at me, the way you wouldn’t touch me. I would become someone else, instead of a loving little cute woman I became a complaining-love-lacking one. I still hang on and tried, tried when I knew it was almost gone. I left you alone many evenings so you could miss me,  thinking the flame would burn again, maybe? No, the opposite happened. I felt so unloved, uncared for, just like an idiot living with someone who doesn’t even appreciate her. You kept on doing your own things, saying what you thought was right for you. I decided to fight, I didn’t want to let go otherwise I could have had regrets. I kept on living this way, destroying my true caring-lovely-self.

 

So you are right when you say we can’t live like this.

 

This, meaning now, this second, these past weeks. I would love to be at your side at dinner tonight, I just cannot fake it anymore. If you ever want to have what we had, to be the true US, no lies, no bullshit, no miscommunication, no pushing away, no hurting. If you finally understand how I feel deep down, recognizing everything you did, the same way I’m aware of my mistakes. If you still want to live this amazing adventure called love.

 

I need you to believe, to be you again, to show me everything, to be true. To have no problem being goofy and cute, to have no problems telling the world how you feel, and especially to ME. To open up and to stop being afraid and having doubts. These are the only things that can set us apart.

 

I love you from all my heart ..

 

 

Rewriting the Book of Life

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A stream of serenity is running through my veins. I have taken important decisions the past few months. I ended a relationship, which wasn’t going anywhere, as well as a job that didn’t reflect my personality. It takes a lot of courage and I should be proud of having done something about it.

I tend to get influenced about events occurring and opportunities knocking at my door. For instance, if someone tells me I should freelance doing X, I just jump right into it (without really giving it a second thought). It allows a selection of many paths and rebirths since I don’t stay “stuck” into something. I was recently told I had a scanner spirit, which means I commit to nothing because I’m interested in everything. It’s also tough for me to focus and stay concentrated when there are no constraints. I need to be free and love calling myself a life freelancer. Nevertheless, I cannot center my attention when there is no authority. It has nothing to do with passion, it has to do with responsibility and true will. I have to start willing, keeping promises to myself in order to reach my goals.

What do I truly love? What could I be doing that would represent me 100%?

Maybe it is becoming a full-time yoga instructor or a life coach? Working in an environment where I could make people grow, change their lives in small ways. I need to commit to one thing and give it my all. If I can succeed in something I’m not passionate about, what would happen if I put all my energy into something I adore?

I am in the plane heading back to Paris from Vienna where I visited Chloé. Chloé is an inspiration for me. She is genuine and strong. I learnt so much about her personality during this weekend. She told me she had been very sick with lung disease when she was 12 and had to be hospitalized for a year. After that, she felt very weak having trouble breathing. She became claustrophobic and realized it was due to her illness only 6 years after at the age of 18. I loved listening to her past, how she felt and dealt with it. It is so inspiring to get to really know someone. She married Robert last year. I am honored having been invited to this beautiful wedding, it means a lot to me. I met Chloé in NYC in 2005, we’ve now known each other for 10 years and our friendship grows fonder.

Sharing feelings and memories with another individual is the key to solidifying a relationship.

During my brief stay, I brought my two phones and my computer with me. I had things to finish (to start actually) for my freelance work. Coming up with a project manager offer for this website, applying for jobs, looking for a NYC apartment. For some reason, I felt guilty not focusing more. All these things could have been taking care of before I left. I brought my happiness and serenity with me as well as my anxieties. Anxious about the future, anxious about which job I was going to apply to, in which direction I would chose to go. Taking this burden with me in Vienna was a bad idea and I didn’t even realize it. I disturbed Chloé twice while she was having a very serious phone call with her husband in order to get access to Wifi. I had to post no matter what, I stressed out setting up deadlines for things that could wait until Monday.

Having a true friend is the most amazing thing you can have in your life.

A friendship that is cleared and transparent where there is no bullshit, no lies and no superficiality. Where each one says how they feel without fearing any judgment. This kind of relationship and love is pure gold. When you hold it you should cherish it and give to the other person. Before focusing on finding a soul mate, it is important to be able to build a healthy friendship with someone. If you cannot give to a friend, you’ll never be able to be serene in any love relationship. You must give without hoping to get back. You have to give with no efforts. Karma will do the rest. I loved that Chloé confronted me before I left. I admire her courage for telling me I was losing myself over connected in the digital world, over focusing on superficial things such as checking my emails all the time, updating my Instagram … what is striking is that I got angry and defensive when she confessed she was concerned for my happiness. I felt she was wrong all the way, she didn’t know who I was and got misled. The truth is she was right! I had been impolite not disconnecting 100% although I was visiting her for only two days. I was proud to recognize it, to apologize and to start introspecting about it.

Was I over connected? Was I trying to hide something?

Yes! Being aware is primordial. One should always listen to others who mean well and accept us for who we are. I learnt I was losing myself again … I had decided to focus on my creative work and helping others. Was I still on the right path? Making choices in life is tough. Although I act rapidly when I find myself imprisoned in a situation not corresponding to my true self, I still dive into these situations. I should try learning from my mistakes and concentrate.

Each tiny choice you make during the day leads to who you become.

By building awareness and deepening your inner self-study, one could avoid spoiling energy and time. Mistakes are good, so are failures, nevertheless repeating the same ones is a waste and tends to affect your soul. Going with the flow is not always the best solution. Sometimes saying “yes” to everything leads to more trouble. For instance, giving a guy a shot “just to see how it goes” isn’t true to myself anymore since I know how to recognize a deep connection, which could evolve in something powerful. The same applies to work and activities. Stop saying “yes” to everything that comes my way.

I have to start taking my destiny in my own hands, accepting I can make mistakes even if I choose my own path. Letting go of the belief my life has been written in a book and I’m following each chapter, accepting them by turning the pages each one at the time. I have to start writing my own story adding illustrations, intense colors and metaphors. Not being afraid to erase some from time to time and tearing up a page or 2 two …

… I will at last be in control and be proud of who I chose to become while writing my own masterpiece.

Namaste,

Yvonne Pearl

Your Soul vs. Love

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Should we let go of our dreams?

Our dreams are deeply rooted in our skin and travel through our blood. I believe they are born in our hearts and can eventually reach our brain if you let it happen.

We all have dreams, which may have been built during our childhood. In my opinion, no one should occult his yawning thoughts. If we have the capability to think, analyze, over think, compare, explore, introspect, it means we need to focus more to get a sense out of what we are experiencing.

For instance, if one of your thought triggers compassion for humankind, leading to confusion and anxiety about our future on this planet, it is fairly easy to just put it aside and keep on doing what you are doing. Nevertheless, it is part of who you are and you should listen to yourself. The key to finding yourself and knowing what you want to become during this short journey called life, is an equation of several thoughts, feelings and breakthroughs. Some people tend to get a glimpse of it during their sleep, remembering their nightmares or beautiful dreams while others prefer to meditate to get in touch with their inner minds. It’s not complicated it only takes curiosity and willingness.

We believe we do not have time. We think it’s a waste of energy and probably a hassle. What if it leads to a complete change of our way of thinking after we try to discover more about ourselves? What if we have to change everything? The relationships we’ve built, the job we worked hard for and the security? It’s not a struggle. Searching for our SOUL is a commitment, it’s possible and it will bring you somewhere called HOME.

You cannot build your home on lies.

The downside is we live in an over exposed environment where the quest to happiness is on everyone’s agenda. How can I be happier? Where can I get this pair of shoes for a cheaper price? Who can I choose to marry? We have so many choices, so many opportunities that it’s impossible for us to maintain a healthy rhythm, a harmonious step plan. We think we know what our dreams are, that we are doing everything to pursue them while believing it will obviously bring us joy and happiness forever.

It’s time to wake up! Motivating oneself to be happier is a great source of strength. However, decoding our dreams is a different path.

I will tell you how it worked for me. I’m still working on pursuing my passion and my goals are set more or less. I feel completely FREE. I’m lucky enough to have very supportive parents, the most amazing friends and an ability to adapt quickly to any given situation. I also enjoy random encounters, discovering new countries and I possess a strong creative sense. While these specific characteristics make me a great candidate for this fight for my dreams, it certainly doesn’t mean I will be happy in the end.

Dreamers, risk takers, adventurers, adrenaline seekers, creative minds, philosophers and so on, are not the happiest people on this planet.

If you recognize yourself in the description above, it doesn’t mean you can’t be serene and peaceful, I’m just pointing out the difference between seeking your dreams and finding happiness. When most people think they are usually linked, I can tell you it isn’t always true.

Take my background and my own experience for example. I was engaged a few times, I had great loving relationships with perfect men. I am not afraid to commit whatsoever and would love to build a family. For some reason, each time I am close to truly committing, I get an electroshock reminding me I’m letting go of MY dreams. Because let’s face it, dreams are personal. They are our own creations, private, selfish and intimate, how on earth could you fully concentrate on that accomplishment while committing to someone else’s dreams? When you get married, you give a part of your soul away. Isn’t it what they all say? Isn’t it what poems and love songs talk about? Mariah Carrey giving “her all” being one example and the word “soul mate”, another perfect illustration. The risk takers are those like me, who prefer to selfishly keep their soul, rather than maybe feeling serene and happy. Hence, when choosing the most risky path, you will get an intense thrill and goose bumps along the way. You will live for yourself and sense the freedom and fullfilment in your veins.

At this point, if you have the choice, which path will you take?

As an optimist, I am certain there is a different concept out there, which embodies the soul mate figure in a different form. In my beliefs, strong and sensitive, he has a driven open-minded spirit, he knows how I feel and he has been through similar situations. If I’m lucky enough to meet him, not only will he elevate ME but he will also show me it’s perfectly okay to fall in love without losing my soul. He will support me and back me because he comprehends my deepest thoughts without asking. As if it were pure magic, the same will apply for him. We will experience what we commonly call a deep CONNECTION. It’s possible to find and surprisingly it’s the only time your two paths will become one. Because your dreams become reality and you will have finally won the battle against yourself. You will experience a harmony between stability and movement, between love and passion and the most important of all, between your ego and the world.

Good luck my friends.

Namaste

Yvonne Pearl

Proustian Life Improvements

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1- Loving Oneself

I am listening to this specific song and I can remember partying like a maniac, waiting in line just so I could move my body. I have always wanted people to look at me, to think I was pretty and that I could dance well. Being the center of attention was my number one goal. I don’t know maybe it’s because I was born a Leo. This strong desire remains, I need people to listen to what I have to say, I need to lead, to make people laugh and smile. Why? Because I want them to love me.

This desire to be loved can be mistaken sometimes. Let’s be honest, no one can ever love you more than you can love yourself.

Sadly, it’s getting very difficult these days. The most important thing I’ve learnt reading psychological, self-improvement books is that you need to love yourself before you can have any healthy relationships with anyone; being a friend, a family member or a love partner. I also believe in a disenchanting world where no prince charming, no love story can last forever. Which is fine with me. Is it really?

I’m listening to my Dad’s favorite song now. For some reason, it’s truly this song that reminds me of my childhood and these sweet moments with my father. I achieved a lot this year and changed the way I looked at my relationship with him. I decided to change, stop judging and let go of the bad vibes. I decided to live the moment … and start loving myself.

2- Stopping Time

I need TIME. But (and the but is important here), TIME isn’t time anymore if you mention its name.

Time = the fact that you are saying or reading this word is actually the notion of time itself. During this split second while you read or understood its meaning and spelling, which then connected to your brain, time has elapsed already. When I said I needed more time, it refers to its notion. Having more time and wanting more time is usually what I hear the most (we talk about it and mention it differently). I believe it’s because we start thinking about “needing more time” that we are then trapped in this continuous fatality spiral. The end, death or the thought that we cannot move until something exterior awakens us. It’s very sad and I don’t want this life. Whatever it takes, I will fight and will always be a rebel. I often observe people who have a stable job, various obligations, putting money aside, building a family, a home… Trust me, I also want this at some point, it’s just that I need to feel in control of my life. I need to be FREE.

2- Freeing your Mind

 (Get this inspiring book by Krishnamurti “Freedom from the Known”)

Why is it that I cannot stay still? Lately, my head is constantly in search of a stimulus. In books, art exhibits, everyday discoveries and conversations.

I have this deep pleasure when it comes to meeting someone, in particular an individual that has nothing in common with me. I love to try to understand the person I am talking to. It’s fundamental for me and I feel serene afterwards. I rarely sense bad vibes coming from the other person unless I’m in a bad mood myself. I don’t know if this phenomenon is linked to my own pursuit of happiness or if it’s just my curiosity. I feel every human being on this planet has always some “little good” within. Unfortunately, our Society is destroying many of the core values and essential traits we had growing up. As children, we were full of innocence, curiosity and we were certainly living in the moment without having to meditate or concentrate on it. We were spontaneous.

Looking around, I can see that as adults, we judge, we dislike, we compare, we despise. I reminisce being a child, I reminisce playing and thinking the days would never end, the summer vacations felt like years. I remember imagining my own worlds inside reality. I remember laughing and not focusing on what people would say or do. I remember saying whatever I felt or wanted to share. Why are we so different now? Why do we grow up and turn into ghosts? Yes, the word is harsh but I have been looking around, analyzing, experiencing the adult life and I do not fit in.

Let’s put it this way : I have a creative mind that needs space, motivation, harmony and deep conversations. I need to function at my own pace in order to produce something amazing, I need to exercise, to do yoga, to cook my food, to share my thoughts, to listen to others and try to help or give them advice.

I was truly serene after I fasted for more than 10 days. Yoga everyday and cardio exercises were the best combination with my healthy diet. I also didn’t care of whom I could meet, talk to and other people’s judgment. I was free…

Freedom is the most important. It defines us and makes us who we are. Our freedom is our soul. There are thousands different kinds of freedoms. I always loved how it’s glorified in many cultures. Pick the French “Liberté Egalité Fraternité”, the Statue of Liberty or the U.S. Constitution. We talk about liberty of thought, freedom of speech, religion, movement … Did we ever talk about our FREEDOM? The subjective freedom and how we would define it? If someone defines it for us, isn’t it a way to suppress that freedom in a certain way?