Did I tell you I went to a psychic last month? I did, after enjoying plenty of
wine and cheese with Catherine. We were on our way to
Grom because we hadn't yet reached our dairy intake goal for the day. The psychic smiled and invited us in (as she probably does to to all passerbys). But, in our tipsy state of being, we decided to go along with it. Catherine teared up at the accuracy of her reading. Mine seemed less so. Yet the psychic did mention two inevitable occurrences-to-be: a big move and financial success. As a full-time student, the latter could very well represent a regular paycheck of more than zero dollars. Woot, woot. I have lots to look forward to.
In all seriousness though, she foresaw correctly. I will relocate to... somewhere, for a job. Knowing that fact has made being in Paris again all the more special. I've found myself living in every moment and interaction so much more; a night at
Le Perchoir comes to mind: It began with a Pisco Sour and reminiscing about
pisco-drenched memories. Lorelei and I continued to a casual
fête après.
As much as that in and of itself is bittersweet, it also makes me appreciate my favoritest thing about being abroad: wonder, and the mindfulness it brings. I hope I'm able to hold onto it wherever I end up in my good fortune ;). Taking note of these
zen habits now:
- Do one thing at a time.
- Be present, especially when talking with someone.
- Eat slowly and savor your food.
- Make cleaning become meditation.
- Keep practicing.
Danielle, that is a very good reading indeed. I'm happy you're taking more time to savour the present, it's something I'm trying to be more conscious of myself. Good luck and enjoy it, Lou xx
ReplyDeleteMerci, Lou. It is a practice :) xo
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