Saturday, April 27, 2013

It's like never wearing your favourite perfume

And I have decided that not only am I going to wear my favourite perfume, I'm going to bathe in it.

What I mean is, for the first time in my life, I've decided to throw in my gloves of control - always needing so much control over my life. I think it is eating me alive. Being in Paris has put me in an uncomfortable situation and I believe we learn the most from learning to be comfortable with the uncomfortable. Side note: I can absolutely dedicate that lesson to my four years of Bikram Yoga.

In these past few months in Paris, I have felt the most out of control of my life, ever. I have had bursts of emotions and vulnerabilities. Insanities and manic episodes. Tears of happiness and the saddest I've ever been. I've self diagnosed myself as crazy, depressed, obsessed, the best. I've done it all!

And I think now I have finally come to the feeling, not just the idea, but the feeling, that I am going to, for the first time in my life, spend my savings and enjoy every god damn penny of it. I have worked every single day since I was 13 when my father was diagnosed with an illness (he's better now) and I have always stashed money with a fear that maybe one day there will be an emergency and that money will be needed. In a sense, I guess I've hoarded it. (I think, now that I write this, I've done this with a few things...that's a different post.) There have been emergencies and tragedies but that money has never been needed. Things have worked out and found their place. So, having explored and experienced many emotions in the past few months, I have decided I am going to spend that money and enjoy it. I am going to make the most of my time in Paris and not let the French get the best of me. I'm going to travel Europe, meet friends, visit family, buy pretty things, take poorly paid jobs and just be me. I'm going to let the Universe drive and I will enjoy the ride.

I have always been one to believe in the universe. I'll never forget as a kid missing out on a birthday party and being so upset saying "it's ok, when one door closes another will open", but even though I have always believed this, in my deep down gut and heart of hearts, in those conversations with myself, I am always fighting for control. So, to add to my list of things I'm learning in life, now is my chapter of letting go.

I am excited. I am scared.


Thursday, April 11, 2013

EVENING HYMNS in Paris tonight

Please please please, to all in Paris, allow yourself to be seduced by this lovely music this evening. Evening Hymns are visiting our lovely city all the way from Canada and you will be oh so lucky if you can make it out. Their beautiful music and lovely lyrics will leave you speechless and warm your tummy.

http://www.eveninghymns.com/






See you there.

Chick Pea

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Cigarette butts in Vitamin Containers? HOW IRONIC, but could it work?

Well, I am sure some will call me a dreamer and others will call me a hippie, but to be honest, I do not care. Here is my project that I would like to propose. I normally do not like to post my ideas online but I do not have any money so my only hope is that some random person may read this and want to help me or one day when I do have the money, I will start to do this.

Vitamins and pharmaceuticals are a HUGE business, especially in France. Yes, I am a customer, I take alot of vitamins - for two reason - I do a lot of hot yoga and therefore I need to replenish my minerals etc, and also, I am not a good sleeper - so I am often thankful for Magnesium. That is another topic. But I know that a huge percentage of the population buys these vitamins.

Walking around Paris and seeing so many people launching their cigarette butts in the street makes me furious. What if there is a way that I could collect all of the vitamin containers and recycle them by converting them into handy little pocket/purse/bag size cigarette butt containers. I know this sounds ridiciulous and so many will tell me it is education of the individual and about how to properly dispose of butts, but whats the harm in trying. What if I could get companies to put an add on them and then they can pay and I could sell them for really cheap or even free? I am a dreamer, but why not? Someone has to try something instead of always falling back on the excuse of education that I hear every single time I bring up the issue of butts and dog shit!

HOW IRONIC. Cigarette butts in vitamin containers...

The thing that makes me question this excuse of EDUCATION is when I see the higher class of this city with Chanel and Louis Vuitton from head to toe with their little dogs shitting everywhere and their cigarette butts flying on the sidewalk from every angle. I am pretty sure they have been "educated" on manners and cleanliness. There is so much more I could say about this subject but I will leave it as it for now.

Share your thoughts. please!
Chick Pea