What the night brings up...

In an interesting night like this one,when I took the time to just chat with a friend in a sushi bar,lots of things became so clear.
Not sure if it was the taste of wasabi or my truncated thoughts around my brains, but it just felt good.
Outside it was getting dark.
Luckily in summer time,we get the night falling on us late,after 9, which brought along some inevitable thoughts.
Night was young still and I was ready to get rid of old thoughts.
The idea of aiming for something which is harder and harder to get can seem to be a kind of masochism, but my friend was talking about trying to converge objectives when dreams are not the same.
I know it can be harsh on your brains,trying to wreck them on the search for answers in a quite heavy conversation while your light thoughts drive you to the lethargy of avoiding the answers.
To make myself clear, we run from what we know, and search for what we expect.This is the key to most frustrations in life.
To say we don't know what we want,this is bullshit, we do.
To say we are mostly misled by others, it is another lie. We are not. We let ourselves be led to places we are uncomfortable for the comfort get us bored.
So why complain about our fate?
The night was finally closing in and I saw the fate of it,when the dawn will be here.
So sure as the dawn of a new day, the dreams can only converge to objectives when we trail the night before to get to them.

Happier

Earlier today I got to thinking about how life can be taken for granted.Not only life I mean, but every single molecule we just assume will get together tomorrow to service our expectations in having a seamless 'tomorrow'.
I heard something today about someone who passed away too suddenly and had no time to say how much he loved some people and his own life. This thought was just frightening in itself. Not the fact that you will pass away one day,for we are all sure about that, but the possibility of being surprised by simply the end of life.
Anyways, it is even more important to see how many of us are actually living their lives as they should,they could or even, how they wanted it to be lived.
Imagine yourself as a director of a movie.But instead of a movie, it is your life.
We insist to choose the wrong actors, cheap scenarios and we lip-synch our internal voice for the sound of something we didn't mean to say or be.
Recently I learned to simply say I love you more often.
Not that I would go around saying I love you's to the lady at the bus stop or to the nice boy collecting recycled bins.Just the fact of simply saying it,and more meaning it,to those you care and make a difference in your life.
Back to the guy who missed the chance to say what he wanted before leaving, it is like having that big golden chance to strike your fears and not doing it, the chance to laugh out loud and just sending out a yellow smile...
Sometimes we get so twirled by the routine that we don't take simply the time to appreciate the colours we have around us.
I live each day,being sure that I loved not how I should,but how I wanted,with all my heart from my playmobils to my dearest treasure in life, my two boys.
I can sound silly,but I want,each day,to sound like myself,the one who loved this much and is sure and glad,to be so loved.

The Road Ahead

Purpose...Looking for a purpose in life...They say it is the best way to find the right road ahead to follow.
The best road would be the one converging most of your passions.
In any road...I want not to be alone
I want to be able to laugh
I want to be able to be myself
I want to be a stretched hand to those in need
I want to look ahead with hope and confidence
Small steps, firm steps
Don't want to run
Don't want to jump obstacles
They say the way is not important, as far as you get there...
Different ways could drive you through different experiences and will absolutely make you and those around you, different persons
You should look at yourself and those you love at the end of these road
And tell yourself you like what you see
what you've made of your life
How you used your days, hours and breaths
How many times you were there
How many times you said 'no' to you heart
in name of whatever could be bigger or more important
Everything in life is earned
But you won't be remembered for the car, the house or the position you had
But for the love and the difference you made in the life of those whose love you earned
There is no wrong road in life to take
There are different ways
But there is only one YOU
Think about where the roads would take you
But never forget that looking back should always feel good
An empty life is a life of regrets
The worst regret is the one of denying life to yourself
Life for each of us is the simple translation of its purpose
Before looking ahead, look inside
The answer is there
The answer is simple
Absolutely no regrets....

Language is a virus

Les mots....les langues...c'est tellement intéressant de voir comment on peut avoir énormément des différentes façons de dire les choses, toujours les mêmes choses,mais en Français,en Anglais,ou n'importe comment,justement dire les choses...
It's quite a challenge to learn different languages and we seemed to be so fascinated in saying something and sounding different, intellectual or even involved in a cause.
I couldn't help but thinking that languages are just a way to express ideas in different cultures and backgrounds.So simple?Not really.
You have mind language, eye language and the so called body language,which is the one thru which lies are so transparent.
A simple look can tell more than a thousand words...
But your look,so revealing,has to be indeed revealed by an eye as catching as your look could attach.
So what's the point of speaking a language so difficult to be understood?
Well, so easy when it comes to different countries and people.
You know upfront you won't be understood when you speak French in Germany but what if you tell more without saying a word and people won't just get it?
Speak silently is for everybody but understanding it is not for any ordinary human being to command.
So just dance babe, and let your body shout it out!

What matters

I couldn't help but keep wondering what really matters these days...
Appearances...In a world where everything you buy is pretty fake and the so pursued standards are as fake as a retouched picture, appearances seem to be the driver of this existence.
Sad to see that we are obsessed for answers to questions which we really don't need answers to get along.
So,if that is true,what should drive us?
Expectations,ambitions or what?
You buy a magazine and the cover picture is retouched, you see your fave star on the street and realize the beauty was all a product of a well done make up.
The lights are not that bright anymore, the desillusion is showing up.Frustration invites you to a ride everyday.
I look outside the window, light up a cigarette and wonder:
You're just the smoke you blow...

Forget and Forgive

It is about time.
I wonder how many days and how much energy we spend on thoughts that won’t bring us absolutely anything good.
The heaviness of the mea-culpa that was not supposed to happen brings an eternal weight to our shoulders which we have no need to carry.
Life can be heavy, if we chose to carry the wrong backpack along the way.
All the hurt, all the bad memories and hard feelings, mistakes and wrong decisions cannot and should not be holding us back from being happy.
A chance to do it again is always there every morning for those who can afford the challenge.
Energy seems to run away from us when we seem to see more of our faults than our rights. We cannot be weak when life comes. Life is here. Life is present. Life won’t run away. Have a seat. Look life in the eyes and face it straight.
Start by looking at you in the mirror and really having the answer for the simplest questions.
What do I do from now?
What would I do from now?
What would I advise someone to do from now?
How do I see myself?
Just drop the others’ opinions.
Just drop the others’ judgments.
It hurts, I know, to forget what hurt so bad.
We have no option but to forgive.
Forgive everybody, forgive yourself.
Above all, do not forget what does hurt.
If you do, you may get hurt again.
Yes, it is possible to forgive, even if we don’t forget.

The Real You

Impossible not to wonder how we can be blind sometimes....
First of all, let's stop the bullshit about happiness and accept life is a bitch..As I say, if life is a bitch,let's slut it up a little bit and have fun :)
Well, seriously, I think we spend so much energy searching for something that is not actually there to be searched.
The meaning of life, the purpose, the reason why...c'mon, we go crazy about it and miss up and mess up the whole thing.
Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans, as Lennon would say.
So if that's true, why wonder if you look nice, if that person is gonna call, if you please anyone, whatever...What matters is to look at the mirror in the morning and have the answer to the question: who the fuck are you?
Well,for some people is so disturbing to look at themselves in the mirror, they can't just do it.
Yep, it sound silly but try to do it.
It can be quite disturbing. Stare at you, try to see that child funny and happy.
Try to see what is behind that mask you wear everyday to many different people.
Don't miss the chance to reveal what is behind the fogged mirror....

Oui,je la comprends c'est quoi etre un Papa

Une chance que j't'ai
Je t'ai, tu m'as
Une chance qu'on s'a

Quand tu m'appelles " mon p'tit loup "
Avec ta petite voix
Tu panses mes bleus
Tu tues tous mes papillons noirs

Tu fais des boules de lumières
Avec tes p'tits doigts
Tu fous la trouille aux hiboux

Une chance que j't'ai
Je t'ai, tu m'as
Une chance qu'on s'a

J'suis pas très grand
Pas très fort
Mais que personne vienne
Te faire d'la peine
Sans d'abord me passer sur le corps

Fie-toi sur moi
Mon bon chat
T'auras jamais peur
Tant que j'vivrai
Meme si je meurs

Une chance que j't'ai
Je t'ai, tu m'as
Une chance qu'on s'a

Le paradis c'est ici
Y a pas d'autres vies
J'te donne la mienne
Parce que je t'aime à l'infini

Une chance que j't'ai
Je t'ai, tu m'as
Une chance qu'on s'a

J'ferais tous les planétariums
Je t'ai tu m'as
Chercher dans toutes les galaxies
Une chance qu'on s'a

Une chance qu'on s'aime

Je t'aime Papa, tu nous manques...
Un jour on va jouer encore ensemble :)

Choices

Looking at ordinary people passing by, it is difficult not to wonder: How many chances, how many crossroads, how many choices....
In the corner of a wagon, with his iPod, you can see that guy with that empty look in his face or the lady reading a book smiling now and then.
Impossible not to wonder how many crossroads we have in life.
Some say life is about choices.
But what if we've made the wrong ones?
Is there really a second chance to take it back to the right track?
Some people say you can as long as you don't pass the point of no return.
I guess all the crossroads are there to make us move ahead, but if that's true, why we tend to look back while hesitating in taking steps forward?
Insisting in any direction can bring you back to the starting point. Try to turn right 3 times....You will end up there,exactly where you started, sooner or later.
Why trying to find the right track can be so trick to bring you to a place you don't want to be?
I seriously think we make our own way, sometimes we create the crossroads, because if we don't, life would be a straight line down to some place that has nothing to offer.
Crossroads make life more exciting, more risky, but every crossroad, when not well understood can easily drive us far away from where we belong.Drop your bags, stop the journey and grab a map. Trust your choices. Open your heart. It will certainly show you the way out.

Art in Life

Yesterday at the metro station in downtown Montreal I was just looking around and for the first time noting the beauty of what was around me, routinely unnoticed...
How many things we overlook in life, how many things we rush for no reason?
I have to rush to take the metro, I rush to wake up, I rush to take my shower, I rush to every single numb aspect of my routine....
The same routine which blinds us for the art in all corners of our lives.
Today I chose to take my time, to see this art and admire the life I have in all its beauty.