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In part 1, B. was introduced as a gentle soul which appeared in our life. We decided to leave him our home whilst we went away. This is what happened when we came back. We had a fabulous trip. We were refreshed and happy. It was time to come back though and we were eager to come back to tell our family and friends how it all went. We arrive at the house on a Sunday evening. No lights in the house. We thought it was empty. As we entered in, a swamped smell entered our nostrils. It was stinking beer being washed up all over our walls and carpets. They are bags of waste covering the floor in the kitchen, bottles of alcohols, dirty plates with eaten chicken wings. We entered the living room, the same mess in front of our eyes. The curtained are closed. It is dark. On my beautiful cream white sofa, a man with a hoody on. M: ''B. Are you Ok, mate?'' B.: ''Oh I am sorry, man... I'll get it sorted.'' B. is drunk. He is unrecognisable. We are s...

We had been renting a room in our house for about 6 months. We enjoyed the stream of visitors, yet we were looking for someone who could live with us on a more long-term basis. B. entered our life and we were pleased. He booked a room through Airbnb one week in, one week out. We fell in love with the guy. He was a gentle soul, funny and a bit shy. We had many things in common including our vision for the future. We liked to have him around. M. had started to introduce him to friends. People appeared to appreciate him. We had a trip planned. We were travelling for two weeks and a half or so. B. had lived with us for two months or so, we trusted him and so we agreed through the Airbnb scheme to leave him our home with confidence that all would be well. Off we went.

The situation is as follow You have an appointment at 8.15pm every tuesday. To be on time, you have to leave work at 6.15. You are 45min early every single time What do you do. A) window shopping B) write and plan C) call D) meditate E) do nothing.... Why do you have to feel every single minite of your time. Learn to be bored and at peace

You put yourself forward to help hold a stall at an event, there will be another 4-5 people there throughout the day. You thought it will be important to share the words about a project you have been working on. There are a number of projects you are working on. Too many actually. It is ok though, you can manage. You developed all the leaflets, posters for the event, you even posted one tweet or two. Here it is, a day before the event, you are hit by an horrible cold, what do you do: a) still go to hold the stall the following day - just stuck it up. b) let your colleague know that you are feeling poorly, yet promise to drop the leaflets and posters. You choose a), you are feeling horrid all day, yet meet a lot of people and your colleagues are happy to see you although you complain all day that you are feeling crap. You choose b)  you still feel horrid, you feel like you have to do something to make it up for your absence. Just let it go - you are poorly and can't think s...

1st one: 'Mrs, Excuse me, Mrs! you should not stand on a double decker bus on top of the stairs when is running. IF IT STOPS, you will fall! - the tall 50 years old black male shouted.  'You Have to be Careful'! 2nd one: 'Hey, Hey, tell me why no one speak to one another,  EVERYONE is on their phone, no one speaks to one another, Can you possibly tell me why? It is so sad' said the blond blue eye young man.

You can fell that you are bursting with creativity. You feel pressurized. You cannot find enough time and space to ler it all out. The day to day demand, the endless tasks of things to do for things you do not really care about weigh on you. You want to send it all to another universe. So you can bleed your heart out in things that you truly love. You feel some frustration as you are looking for ways to make this creativity to pay you in some ways. Some wages would be good. Just be patient it will all come eventually. Keep working your craft, discipline yourself, try to find in what bores you a thread of wisdom, find the details that will let your creatity express itself. It will all eventually settle itself. Patience is the way to go...

Do what makes you happy....

It has been a lovely day, she said. She had managed to give avenues on which her and a potential client will work on.The latter is interested and gave her his contact details. She said she will come back to him next week with a quote.  She is trying to set up her coaching practice.  She knows it will take time to create a good client base. She can feel within herself all the muddle emotions but do not pay attention to them and leave them on the sushi belt, slowly passing along.  This evening, she is going to a coaching event where she hopes to meet people, have interesting conversation and ideas on how to move her practice forward.  There, she meets a 'should' lady, a 'i do not ask for help' man, a 'yes' woman, a 'burnout' man, a 'not good enough' woman. A 'cant' man, a 'he is better than me' type, a 'no one care about me' woman,  a 'feel bad' man, 'aint pretty enough' woman and more. She ...

Everyday....

When I am tired, I question any dreams and aspirations for the future because all I need is a real one that could take me away in a place where time, past, present and future are confounded, where the moon and the sun smile at each others, where the sea meet the sky, and my feet sanded beaches. When I am tired, I question all institutions, work, education, governing bodies, charity, family that promote a way of being, alienating my soul when I just want to be left alone, breathing, eye closed, lying down immobile whilst the earth keeps turning on itself and around the sun, swimming in a sea of stars. I'll remain still. When I am tired, I question the role of art, philosophy, politics and sciences as I stand on the edge of insanity, overworking for a dream that revealed itself to be hollow and ludicruous... yes, being part of civilisation, nightmarish fall. Ti me to WAKE UP

How do you feel about the French election, the new elected president, they ask? The election in itself do not erase the past. High hopes and languishing despair are at play. The beholder can look at the glass either half full or half empty. France, together - France, divided. Dream or nightmare. The only certainty is that we do not know what the future hold.

The play is written a certain way, it is down to the actor to reveal in between the lines new meaning and thoughts. The actor amplifies the resonance of the text using his own creativity and ingenuity. The director is there to capture this resonance and ensure it can be repeated time after time each night of the production. What can we learn from this? Whatever the role you are confined to, the stage is yours. Use your creativity and ingenuity to resonate as best. If you are simultaneously the director, listen, capture and gently shape the essence of your voice, for it to be magnified each day that passes.

I have been asking myself this question a number of times and I still cannot answer it, so I decided to write a blog post. You see I have some dreams through my head on which I try to work on everyday. Each dream gets attention. I have to, if not they will never become reality. Sometimes, I meet people who hop along and we agree together to make one of those a shared reality. I keep working on it everyday without fail. I send an email to my dream sharers, two, three, give them a call, once, twice. Some do not answer. I think that they are busy and they will. They probably have too many dreams to attend to. Maybe they are ill. There is something that they do not agree with but they do not have the skills to express their concerns to me and they are still figuring it out. It is fine. As long as they tell me After some time with no answer, I get slightly annoyed. They are avoiding me and I cannot do anything about it. It makes me feel like an idiot. It is hurful. It is u...

Do you need a salsa fix? The music, the sounds, the possibility to release all emotions and to connect with other people without the need of words, status and title. For few hours, Time stands still. You forget about yesterday, you forget about tomorrow. Now is the moment. Then the last song comes. It is the thank you song. You are grateful for all.

Now. Today is a beautiful day to be out in the sun. In a minute, I'll take my tools and shape a bright new world. Soon, it will be night and all will be a dream bringing the past and the future together.

Have you ever experienced the feeling of being stuck, trapped, imprisoned? The feelings that you are not where you are supposed to be and yet you cannot get out, not yet. You have to keep it on your stride and keep going. All you want to go is home - somewhere where it all makes more sense. You stuck your head in the sands trying to fit in an environment that you just do not like , yet you do it for the sake of status...to tell others that you did it, you saw, experienced, hated it, yet you've done it. You tell yourself that it is the last time you trap yourself and before you know it you repeat the same mistakes all over... How to break the pattern? Redefine the experience...

A decision has been made to deal with few addictions. One is netflix. I decided to transform my addiction to binge watch TV as an opportunity for growth. I'll reward myself with watching my favourite series after completing a number of hours of chores or more specifically necessary work. I am aware that Netflix and any other form of addiction is an opportunity to escape from the harsh boring reality of being bound to a box somewhere in a building behind another box when I would like to be outside to feel the sunshine on my skin. I am aware that Netflix and any other form of addiction is an opportunity to escape from the harsh boring reality that I live in the United Kingdom and that there is no sunshine everyday. Yet, if I want to go somewhere with the sunshine and work in a place where I can be a bit more outside, I need to finish my thesis. there is no other way around it. So I am rewarding myself to face my reality for a number of hours in order to escape in a dream wo...

My mind is cloudy. It has been a month and a half, my father entered the hospital. I haven't been back to France as yet. Soon, I will. The pain in my heart is big. Yet, I try to convince myself that I will better worth to keep working. Little do I know, what the future may hold Great teachings to come.

I had the nicest valentines' weekend ever. On Saturday, one of our good friend from Scotland came over. He and my husband went to do some shopping over the afternoon whilst I was busy volunteering at a festival to enthuse youngsters to sciences and technology. They picked me up when we all finished. We came back home. They put all the shopping away. I was on my side exhausted and decided to go to sleep. I was conflicted between cleaning, cooking and sleeping and decided that I better get some rest and went up to my bedroom.. It did not really matter for them two. They had plans. A couple of hours later, I woke up, got myself refreshed and dressed. I came downstairs. The house was cleaned, the candles lighted up in the living room, the floor shining. The dinner was almost ready with a smell that would definitely woke up angels. Sooooo Yummy. Few friends came over. We ate together. We had some serious conversations about LOVE, men, women, how to make it...

My father used to say that the funeral is for the living. I interpreted that the funeral is a reminder of our little time we have on this planet and the need for us to rejoice thinking about what we have shared with the person we lost and also look to the future and think about how we are going to transform. We never lose the people we love. The love we have for them remains. Their presence is conditional because of the forces at play in this world but the love is unconditional. I forgot this when my dad lost his memory. I had deep sorrow and I was so indecisive as to how I will evolve. THe comfort having him into my life was a cocoon from which I did not want to come out of. God will teach you to grow sooner or later, so let it go and LOVE LIFE whilst it lasts.