mardi 10 décembre 2013

The real power

One month ago, I have left a country it took me so much pain, time and challenges to live in. I had a brand new life there, began to have new friends, new job, I even could have a - basic - conversation - in Burmese.
I settled in Yangon, Myanmar.

Not so long ago, if someone would have told me I would travel around the whole world, earning my life with internet through skills I loved and I was gifted for, I would question myself about his/her mental sanity.

I was living in a country I was crazy about, and however, 4 months after having settled, I have left. I have begun to build an entire new life there, and I have left.

Why so??

I don't say it was not heartbreaking to make this decision. I don't say it did not cost me much pain, tears, doubts, mind confusion.

During my stay in Yangon, in my - as I used to define it - "Lovely Hell", I saw a lot of things that compassionate eyes would have barely believed in. I saw Disgusting. I saw Unbearable. I felt Unfair. I realized that some human beings, somewhere - very close to me - are treated - and live worse -than an animal. And I was so grateful for what I had. And I wanted to help so much.
Living in this country, learning its habits and language, getting deeper into the understandings of a nation I was so different from but I so deeply fell in love with, I WOULD be able to make the difference. And I have begun to.

And then, I fell sick. I have tried to go through it, and it got worse. I mean: really worse.
I had 2 choices: staying - and getting even more sick. Or leaving - and recovering.


How many people have to face a situation because they have to? How many people have to live a life they did not chose, simply because they were born in a country they would not have any ability to make choices?

You may have a lot of money. You may be famous and having your face on the top of the world's newspapers. You may even be the healthiest person on Earth. But if you don't have the power of choosing the life you want to live and the ability of making choices, would that really count?

Take a minute to think about this. And make the right decision for you are able to do so. Don't waste the biggest power you have ever received.


samedi 23 février 2013

... P.S: Don't forget to live

24.02.2013 - My resurrection birthday - 1 year old.

Today, I should have been dead. Since one year.
Since the 24th of february 2012, when, somewhere between Lima and Cuzco, Peru, my bus rolled onto itself at 4 a.m. The driver fell asleep and, what a "brave" guy!, ran away when it happened.

Today, I have a look at my life.
I have learnt how to swim at 31, overcoming a 30 year-old phobia.
I have taken the plane again at 32, after 3 years of having stopped flying because of an event that occured once only in my imagination.
I have sent my first book to publishers (some texts, because you know I m finishing it), at 33, and will soon realize my very dream: to be a writer.
I travel. I love. I have high hopes. I dream. I LIVE!

Today, I should have been dead. Or, "at least", severely injured.
But I was BLESSED.
Blessed by a second birthday, the day I realized I have never been taking, until that day, a second of my life to really live it.
Who, amongst ourselves, is dead inside while still living?
So, as a wish for my 1 year-old "resurrection" birthday, the one that really counts for me, I wish to all of you, to take one minute to ask yourselves if THIS life is the life you REALLY want to live.

Be silly. Be unconscious. Tell the one you love that you love them. Take the time -I mean: really- to enjoy a butterfly, a bird song, a smile of a stranger in the street. And think that death would not wait. It could happen tomorrow...Today.

This is my wish to you all.

May you hear the voice of the Universe talking through mine, its humble instrument.
And, please, take one minute to send all your love and compassion to the people that didn't have my chance.

Thank you ♥