Learning to Enjoy the Chaos

make your bed to immediately make your room look more put together

water first, then coffee or tea

pray or meditate, even just for ten minutes, to set the tone for your day

browse the news headlines ( & read the articles that interest you when you’ve got time)

wear something you feel b o m b in

listen to music while doing your daily activities-commuting, cleaning, cooking, exercising

smile at at least two people

smile at YOURSELF

call or message someone you love

eat food that makes you feel radiant

make lists of things you need to accomplish for the day

stretch for 10 minutes

record in your phone the positive thoughts you have so you can remember them

carry water with you (always always always)

shut off your phone for an hour and have some ME time

take a hot shower or bath at the end of a stressful day

try to make plans to spend time with someone at least once a week

think about 3 things you are grateful for at the end of each day

do something calming, relaxing, and non-electronic 30 minutes before you sleep

My vision of an artist :)

For me, we are all a part of an amazing garden, each of us making a part of it And we are all a little seed falling on the ground of being an artist.

The flowers represent our passion and like in a garden, many types exists !

When we know what we love the adventure begins, we meet amazing artists that will inspire us to grow up !

Flowers need the rain to grow up, so your passion will need some difficulties to grow as well. Après la pluie vient le beau temps- After the rain comes the sun !

And then at your turn you will inspire the young and new flowers to grow as well ! 

For the talented artists I used the colors of the flowers to show the directions they chose, many went to lots of them while some artists prefer to only chose one (like the lion and the white flowers) since, the flower on the tail is red, that means that choosing one direction can lead you to another one in the futur, who know ? You don’t see it yet :)

I hope this little reminder will help you keeping going !! Always keep it up and KEEP GOING !!

Take it from a (somewhat) reformed cynic: cynics are invertebrates. Cynicism is our impenetrable exoskeleton, our (outwardly) perfect and impervious shell. The ideal hiding place for the scared little kid who lives inside us.

The terrified child who knows, with the certainty that children have, that hope is pointless and everything is terrible, and that nothing in this world will ever be good or joyful or happy, because life is pain, Highness. Anyone who says differently is selling something.

Cynicism is the armour that we wear to protect our fragile selves from disappointment.

So when the bus is late?

Public transport, what do you expect?

Someone lets us down?

Oh, we say, that’s just typical. Just goes to show: trust no one.

Someone was mean to us, or someone else, on the Internet?

The Internet is a cesspit of horrors too disgusting to name, why are you surprised? Why would you rail against such an obvious and unchangeable thing? Just ignore it.

Cynicism, in short, is a defense mechanism against a world that is too often cruel or capricious or violent.

But that armour, that exoskeleton, that shell we have constructed or grown…it’s too small for an adult. If we stay in there, we cannot grow. There is no room.

No room at all.

And yes, maybe it protected us, once, from horrors we could not deal with. It will continue to protect us from some of the pain in the world, if we stay inside it. Not all of the pain. But some.

But our insulation will come at a price. And that price is growth, and change, and ultimately joy. We cannot really live, or love, or grow, inside that shell. Eventually it will stifle us.

Freeing ourselves is hard. It requires bravery. But more than that, it requires vulnerability.

Because it’s true, the world is often a harsh and cruel and uncaring place. But it is also a beautiful and joyful and loving one. Stepping out means acknowledging that we will get hurt. It is a certainty.

It also requires that we grow a backbone to take the place of the shell.

Too often, when people say “grow a backbone”, what they mean is, “Man up! Don’t let anything affect you!”

But that’s the shell talking. A backbone won’t mean that the hits glance off us. But it does mean we can bend with them. Things will still hurt. Maybe they’ll hurt more. Maybe that pain can be channelled into something productive. Maybe not.

But cynicism is not bravery.

Cynicism is not brave.

Trust is brave.

Growth is brave.

Change is brave.

Cynicism is not bravery.