Who to let in, who to let out: let life take care of it

Life is a journey that can be excruciating but rewarding once you have reached that place you pictured yourself at 10, 20, 50 years ago. It is a journey at the end of which you are rewarded when you have put in the time and the efforts that were required for you to succeed. But beyond that, there is the satisfaction you get from realizing that you have been surrounded by the right persons. I believe that the choice of the people we surround ourselves with can be very critical in shaping what our lives will be like from the moment we meet them. Why? Well the answer is very simple... There are three kinds of people you will meet in your life: people that will bring the best out of you, people that will bring the worst out of you and people that will just leave you like "meh... Whatever!"

Who you chose to surround yourself with will either make you reach for the stars or make you go rock bottom. And because we are human beings, we do not always make the smartest choices and of course, the choice of who we allow in our lives applies to this rule. Fortunately enough, life is about teaching us lessons and opening our eyes on things that otherwise we would have chosen not to see. I love how life can slowly take down the entire fake out of people and reveal their true nature through the trials and sufferings that one might endure. Yes, it is true: you only get to know your true friends when you are going through some shit and that 90% of your so called friends are not willing to help you fix the mess or even support you in times you need them to.As long as everything thing is fine they will always stand there and pretend that they love you unconditionally. But wait until your life is turned upside down, they will all vanish in the air and it will be as if some of them had never existed in your life.

People might not fully understand how important it is to be surrounded with the right persons until  they find themselves alone in the dark, their back against the wall, fighting their battles ALONE. for being there at some points in my life, I know how much it can hurt to have none left... None left to turn to, except few people you might not even have tought of. Then with time they turn into the few people you learn to count on, the few that walk by your side along the way, during the high and the lows, during the smiles and the tears, during the times of happiness and the times of sorrows. The few that truly know you like a book they have read over and over and who you can trust even in midst of betrayal.

One thing I have learned from life is that the people you start you journey with are not necessarily the one you will end up with. Though, It might happen sometimes that your journey end with the same persons you have started with. In either case, you need sometimes to let go of some  people for you to be able to move on. Don't worry if at some point you don't know what seems to be the right decision to make regarding who to let in and who to let out because guess what? Life is like a strainer: it will let the essential people continue with you and show the exit to the one whose time to walk by your side has expired.

So chill out, smile, be happy and enjoy the journey as much as you can

 

 

"God puts people in your life for a reason, and removes them from your life for a better reason."

- Unknown

Juliette apres Roméo

Romeo s’est barré et a laissé Juliette en plant, elle l’aimait trop pour croire qu’il aurait pu lui briser le Cœur. « Le cœur a ses raisons que la raison même ignore », se disait Juliette, qui remplit d’illusions attendait que Roméo revienne. C’était là son souhait et sa prière quotidienne, il lui manquait et je le savais. Elle n’avait pas besoin de le dire, ça se lisait dans son regard. Et même quand elle le détournait, je pouvais l’entendre dans sa voix. Et pourtant il n’y a pas eu que des hauts et leur relation n’a pas toujours été celle qu’on a l’habitude d’entendre. Il y a eu des cris et des larmes, il y a eu des excès de colère et des mots qui blessent.

 Et puis il y a aussi eu les parents de Romeo qui ne voulaient pas de Juliette. Leur amour n’était qu’un caprice, disaient-ils, il était trop bien pour elle. Chagrin d’amour, passion déraisonnée, quand le cœur prend le dessus et remporte la bataille contre la raison. Larmes et incompréhensions quand ce qui « sonne comme une évidence » finit par être vu comme une coïncidence. Juliette aimait Roméo mais lui il était amoureux d’elle : elle, elle le savait ce n’était pas pareil.

Romeo s’est barré et a laissé Juliette en plant, la veille il y avait de la tension dans l’air à cause de ce que les parents de Romeo auraient dit à propos de Juliette. Elle s’est énervée et a dit des mots qu’il ne fallait pas, il s’est emporté et lui a balancé qu’il en avait marre et que de toute façon entre eux ca collait pas. Il est parti sans se retourner et a claque la porte derrière lui. Elle a appelé sa meilleure amie et dans ses bras, elle a pleuré toute la nuit.

Rancœur, larmes, colère et douleur, elle ne comprenait pas pourquoi tout avait tourné si mal. Et pourtant il lui avait promis de ne jamais lui briser le cœur. Elle n’osait toujours pas croire que tout cela n’était qu’un leurre. Elle se disait que ça lui passerai et qu’il reviendrait, qu’ils se réconcilieraient ; ça ne pouvait être que ça, le scénario était déjà fait. Les jours ont passé et les mois aussi, Juliette est restée seule Romeo s’est tiré ; « pourquoi tu n’as rien fait pour le retenir ? » – ai-je demandé. Une larme a roulé le long de sa joue puis elle a avoué la gorge nouée : « J’étais trop blessée pour lui demander de rester ». Juliette aimait Roméo pas qu’à cause de ses beaux yeux bleus, il était doux et attentionné, il l’aimait juste comme il faut et puis a l’époque tout allait bien : ils étaient heureux. Il y a quelques mois elle était heureuse et ne voyait que sa de son petit nuage, aujourd’hui redescendue sur terre elle n’y voit plus clair parce qu’écorchée vive dans son coeur l'amour a  fait place a la rage. 

Romeo s’est barré et a laissé Juliette en plant, elle l’aimait mais il était amoureux définitivement ce n’était pas pareil. A l’époque elle s’appelait Juliette et le trouvait infiniment beau, aujourd’hui elle s’appelle cœur de bombe et a compris que « derrière les princes se cachent toujours des crapauds ». Elle a eu mal de le voir partir mais depuis le temps, elle a réappris à sourire en pensant à lui parce qu’avec lui elle a decouvert ce que signifiait aimer. Son coeur a gueri des blessures du passe mais les cicatrices demeurent, un jour elle le sait, la peine finira par la mettre en veilleuse et perdre la bataille face au Bonheur.

 

"J'aimerais briser autant que l'on m'a brisé, sans jamais avoir de regret. Mais que faire sinon de laisser couler ? Coule la vie, coule les larmes, coule le temps pour oublier..."   

 Inconnu

Don’t take it for granted…

It is amazing how we tend to take everything for granted when really we shouldn’t… The big car, the big house, the kids, the job that makes you ridiculously rich… It all seems so normal to us to have all that, we forget that we can lose it all on one day.
Monday, April 15, 2013 it is such a beautiful day, everyone is outside and as it is the tradition every year, people are running the Boston marathon. I was supposed to meet friends in the afternoon so I leave my house and take the direction of Fenway. As I get to the meeting place, i try to get myself busy until my friends make it to the place. But I can't seem to be able to wrap my mind around whatever it is that I am doing. There is that weird feeling that kept on bugging me… you know that feeling you have when something bad is about to happen and your intuition is telling you “ you better get you’re a** out of here otherwise it's not going to be good for you”.

As none is coming, I change my mind and I decide to leave. On my way to the train station, I see a lot of ambulances, the police is everywhere and the traffic is crazy. There was a big crowd coming toward me, it seemed weird but I thought maybe the marathon was over and the people were just leaving the place. Then I receive a call from one of my acquaintance. I couldn’t hear my friend, she asks me if I am still at the cafe and I said : “no, I don’t want to stay, I am waiting for the train to go home” and she told me “ I just received an alert on my phone saying there was a bomb explosion on Boylston street and the train is down. Stay where you are until the area is clear and safe enough for you to leave.”
 

As I was on my way back to the little café which was less than 10 minutes away from the explosion site, I heard people talking about it and one of them told me when I asked if it was true : “ yes it is, I was 5 blocks away when it happened.” I was literally shocked… I could retrace in my mind the pathway I took to go to the café, remembering myself saying “wow the marathon! It is so beautiful…”as I was on the bridge leading to Fenway. I had no idea, when I was passing that area that two bombs were about to explode, almost 10 to 20 minutes later. My mind just went blank and I started to shiver just at the idea that I could have been there, it could have been me that women hit in the head by the debris from the explosion or that man stuck under the security fence after the first bomb exploded. It was just surrealistic what was happening outside: the ambulances, the police, and the helicopters hovering over the area every 5 minutes… It just seemed like there was a remake of 9/11 right in the heart of Boston… I still have chills just at the idea that it could have be me…
 

I went back to the café waiting for the area to be clear and after an hour ½ I managed to find my way back home. As I was on the train, there was that man on the phone, who ran the marathon. He was probably talking to a relative or a friend who called to check on him as the news of the explosion spread quickly. He said:
“ yes… I was running the marathon but I am fine… I missed it by ten minutes. I had already passed the line and I was heading to the hotel when it happened… Thanks for calling and be safe.”

Ten minutes later and he could have been among the people that were rushed to the hospital… As I got home and gave my mind some rest, I realized that nothing on this earth is granted and your perfect world could be turned upside down any minute... You never know when it will happen or where it will happen, you never know if you will make it home tonight as you are leaving your house. You never know what might take away from you the most precious things you have in your life. This is the reason why you should always be grateful for what you have and enjoy every single moment with the persons that are dear to you. As I am home and grateful that I am alive, I am thinking about the people who lost their lives in the explosions especially that 8 years old boy as well all the people who were injured.

As you will go to bed tonight, think about what you have that people don’t and be grateful for it. If you don’t find anything to be grateful for, think about that kid who is gone and about his family that will always have a bitter taste of life every year around this period.
Now you have a reason to bow you head and be grateful, keeping in your mind that nothing is for granted especially life…

"Encouragements: Pass it on"

           On ne se rend pas vraiment compte de ce que l’on a le pouvoir d’accomplir ni des portes qui peuvent s’ouvrir devant nous lorsqu’on reste les bras croisés, sans partir à l’aventure. Partir à l’aventure peut bien signifier partir pour des terres inconnues pour les plus fougueux mais ici je fais référence au fait qu’il est important de quitter la zone de confort. Ce n’est qu’en quittant cette zone et en se surpassant qu’on arrive à exploiter pleinement notre potentiel et prendre conscience que les possibilités qui s’offrent à nous sont illimitées. Passer le cap des 500 vues est un mile stone dans ma « carrière » de bloggeuse débutante. Il y a eu beaucoup de sueurs froides quand à h-3 il n’y a toujours pas d’article à poster ou encore des déceptions quand après 6 articles et presque deux mois, les statistiques n’affichent que 32 vues. Mais au-delà de cela, il y a eu les encouragements de ceux qui ont crus en moi, qui ont vu mon potentiel au lieu des obstacles et des challenges qui se dressaient devant moi et qui m’ont soutenue dans ma vision. A Ceux qui sont tout près et qui me suivent depuis le début comme à ceux qui sont à des milliers de kilomètres et qui sont des nouveaux venus sur le blog du bonheur, je tiens à vous dire infiniment merci de prendre de votre temps pour lire mes articles. Ce n’est pas toujours évident de partager un bout de son univers avec des inconnus mais savoir que quelqu’un quelque part a trouvé sa part de bonheur à travers vos mots est la plus grande satisfaction qu’on puisse en tirer.

          Ils paraissent parfois anodins, mais les encouragements et les mots de réconforts peuvent changer du jour au lendemain la vie d’une personne.  Ils participent à faire de nous des personnes meilleures en nous façonnant tant moralement que psychologiquement, à nous donner plus d’assurance et parfois à surmonter les stéréotypes que la société nous impose. Des millions de jeunes filles auraient pu éviter de sombrer dans l’anorexie si au lieu d’être mises à l’écart, elles avaient été encouragées à avoir une image positive d’elles-mêmes. Elles n’auraient pas fait naufrage et leur estime n’aurait pas été noyée s’il y avait eu des mots justes pour leur faire comprendre que le plus important était d’être soi-même et non le stéréotype féminin créé par la société. Il y a eu des femmes qui n’avaient pas une carrure de mannequin, mais qui ont brillé comme des étoiles. Elles ont montré au monde entier qu’il n’y avait pas besoin de se transformer en « skinny minnie » pour prouver qu’elles ont du talent et aller loin dans la réalisation de leurs rêves. Adèle en est un très bel exemple. Elle commande le respect, elle est élégante, elle a des rondeurs et elle n’a pas peur ni honte de cela : elle l’assume très bien !

       Parce que trop de jeunes filles ont vues leur estime jetée dans la boue, il est important de leur faire changer la fausse perception d’elles-mêmes que la société leur renvoie. Cela se fera en leur apprenant à s’accepter telles qu’elles sont, en les encourageant à accomplir de grandes choses et à atteindre leurs objectifs. Donner un blason doré à leur estime sera l’un des principaux facteurs dans la lutte contre l’anorexie. Avoir des jeunes filles qui ne sont pas limitées par leur obsession d’être parfaites, qui ont confiance en elles et en leur potentiel n’est peut-être qu’un rêve aujourd’hui mais cela pourrait être une réalité demain. Elles en ont le pouvoir, elles n’attendent  que les mots qui pourront leur donner le courage dont elles ont besoin pour les faire aller au-delà de ce qu’elles peuvent imaginer.
Ce mile stone est un hommage a toutes ces jeunes filles qui ont un potentiel au dela de la norme et qui un jour (je l'espere) auront suffisamment d'estime pour elles-memes et d'audace pour realiser leurs reves et gagner leur droit de briller comme des etoiles.

"Encouragement, pass it on"

The most awesome place in the world...

Have you ever looked at a picture of one of those heavenly beautiful beaches under a sunset and told yourself : “this would be the most awesome place in the world to be and live at ”. It is peaceful, beautiful, appealing: yes you are definately right in your one of our most attainable and original dreams. But in your daily life what would be the most awesome place to be at? Some people would say the bedroom. There was a time it used to be the most awesome place in the world for me too you know. It is the only kingdom you get to rule on, your most honest subjects being your bed and your pillows and your closest friends your books, the playstation and your laptop (when your friends are not over your house of course!) . But then I found another place that was as awesome as my bedroom could be. As much as I loved it, I had to recognize that my Bathroom was the most awesome place in the world (after my bedroom). Although a loooot (and when I say a lot, the word is weak) of things happen in the bedroom we must give a thumb up to the bathroom.

I mean come on… it is the best place for people like us to sing: water is on, you sing out loud, no one can hear so no one can judge! LOL… so sad (I seriously need to take some classes). And when you have to do number one, number two or number three (it’s one and two), well you are glad you are in your bathroom, on the toilet A.K.A the Throne rather than in your bed. you can take a break to read that book that you have never been able to finish until that gastro from the food you had last night. I know… it is not easy to keep yourself calm and have your mind focused to read a book when you are perspiring and suffering as if you were about the leave your intestines in the toilet. But! You can always have a book-break in between two stomach spasms just in case you know … you are bored and you need to entertain yourself ( don't "ewww" me you know exactly what it is like and you probably are the one having the gastro right now and reading that on your fone while you are siting on your throne, in your bathroom)

My bathroom is my inspiration place. It is weird that it is always when I am taking a shower that I have the most f*****g brilliant ideas for my own personal life as well as for my blog. And most of the time it is on the eve of the publication or hours before it that I am like “I got it!” but then I have no paper, no pencil and duuuh! There is water and soap everywhere! Seriously… someone should create a waterproof paper or something like that to keep track of the most awesome ideas I ever had (PS: yes that one came up also when I was taking a shower!)

A bathroom is not always about just take a shower or a s#!t you know. It is also a place where I can have a “me” time and think about my life, make plans and think more deeply about rational stuff ( think about random stuff also works when my brain is too tired to process information in order). It is also a place where you can let the water run and cry without being heard, sit and be creative,  practice of your photography talents in front of your mirror or just smoke pot (lol not a fan of it but some people do it … again I am not judging!). I also loooove to play guitar in my bathroom because the echo is the perfect tool to tune the voice and the guitar. I could stay there for hours playing and enjoying the beauty of what i can sanely play at the guitar ( it doesn't happen a lot but when it does it's dope!)

It is amazing the number of things (usual as well as very unusual) that can be done in a bathroom and I am sure there are still a lot of stuff I need to learn about. For now I will stop here and if you think your bathroom is also one of the most amazing place in the world may you find some happiness there :)

 

 

“If I want to be alone, some place I can write, I can read, I can pray, I can cry, I can do whatever I want - I go to the bathroom.” - Alicia Keys.