Dreams

Just this moment, I remembered a dream I had many months ago.  I sometimes have these dreams where I see myself in random situations, that I don't know why I'm there or why and sometimes not even recognize where I am.  Although, just now, for some reason vague remnants of this dream have popped into my head as events have unfolded today that are resembling this dream.  The black suit with a purple shirt, my phone conversation with Grace, in Italy and even the rainy day is the same scene.  I am going to be meeting a friend at 6pm, somewhere on the street here in Paris, just like in my dream.

Signs are there...

Are you listening?  I'm a dual enrollment student.  My second school?  University of LIFE.  I got into an interesting discussion with my friend Minia over the weekend over texts - LOTS OF THEM.  Even today our conversation continued about signs and feelings.  I have been receiving a lot of signs lately about where my life is headed.  They have come in the form of people talking to me, music that my iTunes randomly plays and even feelings that I get.  We as people sometimes think we are too smart or too in control of our lives to believe in something as "silly" as the energy that surrounds us or the power of intention.  Believe you me, it exists people.

Creativity

The other day, while chatting with a new friend during the late night hours at a bar/café/lounge, we got on to the topic of creativity and how I feel that where my siblings blossomed, I struggled to be noticed.  They shared the imagination and artisitc spirit of drawing, painting and building things.   I behaved like a jealous weed in a beautiful garden, doing my best to get noticed and overtake the field.  I would watch as my brother would build a lego city for hours, deep in trance, and wait for him to finish only to walk and stomp over while making Godzilla noises.  I was young and the middle child (still am!)

Just smacks you

I have been contemplating if I should publish this post or not.  Why?  Because it feels very personal to me. For some reason I feel the need to write this and share, although I am not a fan of sharing my emotions with strangers.  People do it all the time, though, right?  They write books about how they feel, love that is found, that is lost.  Death, birth.  We as humans love reading about others situations and experiences because we can take it in and relate it to our own life experiences.  

Sometimes life gives you lemons

Recently I have been undergoing some changes.  These changes are not physical, but more spiritual and emotional.  I find that living in Paris has changed me- for the better.  The past 5 months have forever changed who I am as a person and soul.  One of my favorite sayings since before I moved to France has always been, "C'est la vie".  Translating to "That is life".  What I enjoy about this saying is how sometimes you cannot change or force outcomes the way you want them to.  The universe is so much more powerful than we are as humans that things do in fact happen for a reason.